It has always been the Woman’s prerogative to be tolerated, I guess.
( from The Taming of the Shrew
by William Shakespear, 1593 )
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Gentlemen, importune me no farther,
For how I firmly am resolved you know;
That is, not bestow my youngest daughter
Before I have a husband for the elder:
If either of you both love Katharina,
Because I know you well and love you well,
Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure.
[Aside] To cart her rather: she’s too rough for me.
There, There, Hortensio, will you any wife? …
Marry, sir, to get a husband for her sister.
A husband! a devil.
I say, a husband.
I say, a devil. Thinkest thou, Hortensio, though
her father be very rich, any man is so very a fool
to be married to hell? …
Petruchio, since we are stepp’d thus far in,
I will continue…
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