Xanthippe

Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as we few words suffice.

And therefore, if thou know one rich enough to be Petruchio's wife, as wealth is burden of my wooing dance, be she as foul as was Florentius' love, as old as Sibyl and as curst and shrewd as Socrates' Xanthippe, or a worse, she moves me not or not removes at least affection's edge in me, were she as rough as are the swelling Adriatic seas.

I come to wive it wealthily in Padua.

If wealthily, then happily in Padua.

petruchio shall i then come roundly to thee and wish thee to a shrewd ill-favoured wife thou'dst thank me but a little for my counsel and yet i'd promise thee she shall be rich and very rich but thou'rt too much my friend and i'll not wish thee to her

Signor Hortensio, twixt such friends as we few words suffice, and therefore, if thou know, one rich enough to be Petruchio's wife, as wealth is burden of my wooing dance, be she as foul as was Florentius' love, as old as Sibyl, and as cursed and shrewd as Socrates' Xanthippe, or a worse, she moves me not, or not removes at least affection's edge in me, were she as rough as are the swelling adriatic seas i come to wive it wealthily in padua if wealthily then happily in padua

nay look you sir he tells you flatly what his mind is why give him gold enough and marry him to a puppet or an aglet baby or an old trot with ne'er a tooth in her head though she has as many diseases as two-and-fifty horses why nothing comes amiss so money comes withal

petruchio since we are stepped thus far in i will continue that i broached in jest i can petruchio help thee to a wife with wealth enough and young and beauteous brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman her only fault and that is false enough is that she is intolerable cursed and shrewd and froward so beyond all measure that were my state far worser than it is i would not wed her for a mine of gold

Grief was the irrational conviction that one ought to afflict oneself where there was no occasion for it.

The ideal of the Stoics was the unclouded serenity of Socrates, of whom Xanthippe declared that he had always the same face, whether on leaving the house in the morning or on returning to it at night.

As the motley crowd of passions followed the banners of their four leaders, so specific forms of feeling, sanctioned by reason, were severally assigned to the three Eupathies.

Things were divided by Zeno into good, bad, and indifferent.

She urged all that was possible to divert me from marriage, that it was a bond always fatal to a philosopher, that the cries of children and the cares of a family were utterly inconsistent with the tranquillity and application which study require.

She quoted to me all that was written on the subject by Theophrastus, Cicero, and, above all, insisted on the unfortunate Socrates, who quitted life with joy because by that means he left Xanthippe.

Will it not be more agreeable to me, said she, to see myself your mistress than your wife? And will not love have more power than marriage to keep our hearts firmly united? Pleasures tasted sparingly and with difficulty have always a higher relish, whilst everything that is easy and common grows stale and insipid.

i was unmoved by all this reasoning so hloise prevailed upon my sister to speak to me lucilla for that was her name therefore took me aside and said what do you intend brother Is it possible that Abelard should in earnest think of marrying Heloise? She seems, indeed, to deserve a perpetual affection.

TURMAGENTS AND ILL-MADE MATCHES OF CELEBRATED MEN The strong-minded woman, as the phrase goes, we have always with us nowadays, and as this species of strength of mind seems really to be a violent and uncertain temper, there can be little doubt but that the strong-minded woman has always been more frequent than welcome.

Certainly shrewishness and termagancy have been too evident throughout the ages, from the days of Xantippe to the present time.

that much we know from the lives or shall we say under the painful circumstances the existences of public men who have been cursed with scolding wives but what as modius shall unveil the private conjugal tyrannies the hectorings and the curtain lectures that make miserable the undistinguished lives of men of no importance for good or evil in the state how many women in fine wear the breeches through the strength of mind which may be justly defined as readiness of that impassioned invective which in its turn may be reduced like a vulgar fraction to its lowest common denominator of nagging not a pretty word is it and it is a practice even less pretty than that cross-grained definition would warrant We cannot, however, lift the veil that hides the domestic infelicities of the lieges, but must be content to recount the troubles and oppressions that have befallen historic portals, who bulk a great deal larger in the history of England than they did, in their own homes, to their wives.

sir edward coke the great law officer of james i s reign the revered coke upon littleton of the law student was little enough of an authority in his own household after he married his second wife herself a widow the relict in fact of sir william newport hatton He married her but a few months after his wife's death, privately and in haste, probably urged to such an indecent speed by the necessity of forestalling the Lord Keeper Bacon in the lady's affections.

thus women you may learn a ready way to make resisting husbands to obey although to baste your sides their fingers itches you may by policy obtain the breeches it is in the memory of man since in blackfriars a tailor and his wife fell out about superiority the tailor fretted and his wife scolded whereupon this ninth part of a man challenged her out into the street to try the conquest having provided broom-staves there for that purpose being both entered the lists the woman thought it best policy to begin first and catching up a ram's horn which lay at her foot she threw it at her husband which by chance lighted on his forehead at the great end and stuck there as fast as ever it grew upon the ram's head which having done she ran in at the door again The tailor, being mad to be served so, went to run after her.

But making more haste than good speed, he ran his horn into the staple of the door, where he was so entangled by his brow antlers that he could stir no further, which the woman perceiving, she got up one of the broomstaves, and so belaboured poor Pilgarlic.

that in great humility he asked her forgiveness and resigned the right of the breeches up to her twas in the sound of clerkenwell bells and therefore of long standing that a plasterer had gotten a most damnable scold to his wife who used to fetch him from the ale-house One night, coming home three-quarters drunk, she acted the part of Xantippe, and made the house to ring with her scolding.

This music was so untuneable in her husband's ears, that, getting a cudgel in his hands, he fell to belabouring her until he made her to ask him for forgiveness, and promise never to scold so again.

he soon returned and said that we might

come in On entering, we found Socrates just released from chains, and Xanthippe, whom you know, sitting by him and holding his child in her arms.

When she saw us, she uttered a cry, and said, as women will,

O Socrates,

The symbol for many centuries of true love, and many variations of it were used, such as, I am overjoyed, I have the blues, fly with me, meet me, meet me by moonlight, let us be married, I love you not, do you think you can support a wife, I will come tonight, I leave town tomorrow, come back, I love you.

X girls are usually thought of with great tenderness by a man, but they are sometimes a considerable annoyance, as, for example, Xanthippe.

Y, a derivative of wise.

We show here the central figure from a decoration over the entrance to the temple of Cupid, and naturally supposed to represent the high priest pronouncing the wedding blessing.