Douglas Hoffman dying swan painting
Pino day dream painting
Well mayst thou woo, and happy be thy speed!But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words.
PETRUCHIO
Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds,That shake not, though they blow perpetually.
[Re-enter HORTENSIO, with his head broke]
BAPTISTA
How now, my friend! why dost thou look so pale?
HORTENSIO
For fear, I promise you, if I look pale.
BAPTISTA
What, will my daughter prove a good musician?
HORTENSIO
I think she'll sooner prove a soldierIron may hold with her, but never lutes.
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