With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knavery. Come, tailor, let us see these ornaments; Lay forth the gown.-What news with you, sir? Kath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap; [aside. Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well, According to the fashion, and the time. Pet. Marry, and did: but if you be remembered, I did not bid you mar it to the time. Go, hop me over every kennel home, For you shall hop without my custom, sir: I'll none of it; hence, make your best of it. Kath. I never saw a better fashion'd gown, More quaint, more pleasing, nor more commendBelike you mean to make a puppet of me, [able: Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet of thee. Tai. She says, your worship means to make a puppet of her. [thread, Pet. O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou Thou thimble, [nail, Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter-cricket thou:Brav'd in mine own house with a skein of thread! Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant; Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard, As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou liv'st! I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown. Tai. Your worship is deceiv'd; the gown is Just as my master had direction: [made Grumio gave order how it should be done. Gru. Face not me: thou hast braved many men; brave not me: I will neither be faced nor braved. I say unto thee,-I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest. Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashions to Pet. Read it. [testify. Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I Tai. Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown. [said so. Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said, a gown. Pet. Proceed. Tai. With a small compassed cape; Tai. With a trunk sleeve;- Gru. Error i'the bill, sir; error i'the bill. I commanded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed up again; and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble. Tai. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in place where, thou should'st know it. Gru. I am for thee straight: take thou the bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me. Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no odds. Pet. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me. Gru. You are i'the right, sir; 'tis for my mis tress. Pet. Go, take it up unto thy master's use! Gru. Villain, not for thy life: Take up my mistress' gown for thy master's use. Pet. Why, sir, what's your conceit in that? Gru. O, sir, the conceit is deeper than you think for: Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use ! O, fie, fie, fie! Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor paid : [aside. Go take it hence; be gone, and say no more. Hor. Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-morTake no unkindness of his hasty words: [row. Away, I say; commend me to thy master. [exit Tailor. Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's, Even in these honest mean habiliments; If thou account'st it shame, lay it on me: [exeunt. Hor. Why, so! this gallant will command the sun. SCENE IV. PADUA. BEFORE BAPTISTA'S HOUSE. Or both dissemble deeply their affections: know best, We be affied; and such assurance ta'en, Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants : Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, sir: Enter Tranio; and the Pedant, dressed like Vin- We'll pass the business privately and well: centio. Send for your daughter by your servant here. Tra. Sir, this is the house; please it you, that My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently. Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista? Signior Baptista, you are happily met:- This is the gentleman I told you of; I pray you, stand good father to me now, Ped. Soft, son! Sir, by your leave: having come to Padua Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say ;— The worst is this,-that, at so slender warning, And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife. Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee [exeunt Tranio, Pedant, and Baptista. Bion. Cambio. Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello? Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh up- Bion. 'Faith, nothing; but he has left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens. Luc. I pray thee, moralize them. Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the deceiving father of a deceitful son. Luc. And what of him? Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to Luc. And then?[the supper. Bion. The old priest at saint Luke's church is at your command at all hours. Luc. And what of all this? Bion. I cannot tell; except they are busied If this be not that you look for, I have no more Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir, and so adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come, against you come with your appendix. Enter Petruchio, Katharina, and Hortensio. Pet. Come on, o'God's name; once more toward our father's. Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the And be it moon, or sun, or what you please: Pet. I say, it is the moon. Kath. I know it is. Pet. Nay, then you lie; it is the blessed sun. Kath. Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed sun: But sun it is not, when you say it is not; And the moon changes, even as your mind. What you will have it nam'd, even that it is; And so it shall be so, for Katharine. Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won. Pet. Well, forward, forward: thus the bowl should run, And not unluckily against the bias.— Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly, too, ACT SCENE I. PADUA. BEFORE LUCENTIO'S HOUSE. Enter, on one side, Biondello, Lucentio, and Bianca, Gremio walking on the other side. Bion. Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready. Luc. I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need thee at home, therefore leave us. Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o'your back; and then come back to my master as soon as I can. [ereunt Lucentio, Bianca, and Biondello. Gre. I marvel, Cambio comes not all this while, Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Vincentio, and attendants. Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house, My father's bears more toward the market-place; Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir. Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a woman of him. [sweet, Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and Whither away; or where is thy abode ? Happy the parents of so fair a child; Happier the man, whom favourable stars Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow! [mad: Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd; And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is. Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, That have been so bedazzled with the sun, That every thing I look on seemeth green; Now, I perceive, thou art a reverend father; Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking. [known Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and, withal, make Which way thou travellest: if along with us, We shall be joyful of thy company. Vin. Fair sir,-and you, my merry mistress,—— That with your strange encounter much amaz'd me; My name is call'd-Vincentio; my dwelling-Pisa; And bound I am to Padua; there to visit A son of mine, which long I have not seen. Pet. What is his name? Vin. Lucentio, gentle sir. Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy 30n. Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure, Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is. Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; For our first merriment hath made thee jealous. [exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Vincentio. Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. Have to my widow; and if she be forward, Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward. [exit. V. Vin. You shall not choose but drink before you I think, I shall command your welcome here, [go ; And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward. [knocks. Gre. They're busy within, you were best knock louder. Enter Pedant above, at a window. Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would beat down the gate? Vin. Is signior Lucentio within, sir? Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal. Vin. What if a man bring him an hundred pound or two, to make merry withal? Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself; he shall need none, so long as I live. Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was beloved in Padua. Do you hear, sir ?—to leave frivolous circumstances,-I pray you, tell signior Lucentio, that his father is come from Pisa, and is here at the door to speak with him. | ter!-Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the duke's name:-O, my son, my son!-tell me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio ? Tra. Call forth an officer [enter one with an Ped. Thou liest; his father is come from Pisa, Officer:] carry this mad knave to the gaol:and here looking out at the window. Bion. I have seen them in the church together; God send 'em good shipping!—But who is here? mine old master, Vincentio! now we are undone, and brought to nothing. Vin. Come hither, crack-hemp. [seeing Bion. Vin. Come hither, you rogue; what, have you forgot me? Bion. Forgot you? no, sir: I could not forget you, for I never saw you before in all my life. Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see thy master's father, Vincentio? Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir; see where he looks out of the window. Vin. Is't so, indeed? [beats Biondello. Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me. [exit. Ped. Help, son! help, signior Baptista! [exit from the window. Pet. Pr'ythee, Kate, let's stand aside, and see the end of this controversy. [they retire. Re-enter Pedant below; Baptista, Tranio, and Servants. Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my servant? Vin. What am I, sir? nay, what are you, sir? -O immortal gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! a velvet hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat!-O, I am undone! I am undone! while I play the good husband at home, my son and my servant spend all at the university. Tra. How now! what's the matter? Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your habit, but your words show you a madman: Why, sir, what concerns it you, if I wear pearl and gold? I thank my good father, I am able to maintain it. Vin. Thy father? O, villain! he is a sail-maker in Bergamo. Bap. You mistake, sir! you mistake, sir: Pray, what do you think is his name? Vin. His name! as if I knew not his name: I have brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is-Tranio. Ped. Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio! and he is mine only son, and heir to the Lands of me, signior Vincentio. Vin. Lucentio! O, he hath murdered his mas Father Baptista I charge you, see that he be forthcoming. Vin. Carry me to the gaol! Gre. Stay, officer: he shall not go to prison. Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio; I say, he shall go to prison. Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you be coney-catched in this business; I dare swear, this is the right Vincentio. Ped. Swear, if thou darest. Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Lucentio Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucentio. Bap. Awaywith the dotard; to the gaol with him. Vin. Thus strangers may be haled and abus'd: -O monstrous villain! Re-enter Biondello, with Lucentio and Bianca. Bion. O, we are spoiled, and-Yonder he is; deny him, forswear him, or else we are all undone. Luc. Pardon, sweet father. [kneeling. Vin. Lives my sweetest son? [Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant, run out. Bian. Pardon, dear father. [kneeling. Bap. How hast thou offended?— Where is Lucentio? Luc. Here's Lucentio, Right son unto the right Vincentio ; us all! Vin. Where is that damned villain, Trauio, That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so? Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio? Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio. Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love Made me exchange my state with Tranio, While he did bear my countenance in the town; And happily I have arriv'd at last Unto the wished haven of my bliss:-What Tranio did, myself enforc'd him to; Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake. Vin. I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent me to the gaol. Bap. But do you hear, sir? [to Lucentio] Have you married my daughter without asking my good. will? Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: But I will in, to be revenged for this villainy. [exit. Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. [exit. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown. [exeunt Lucentio and Bianca. Gre. My cake is dough: But I'll in among the rest; Out of hope of all,-but my share of the feast. [exit. Petruchio and Katharina advance. Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. [this ado. Kath. What, in the midst of the street? Pet. What, art thou ashamed of me? Kath. No, sir; God forbid:-but ashamed to kiss. [let's away. Pet. Why, then let's home again:-Come, sirrah, Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee, love, stay. Pet. Is not this well?-Come, my sweet Kate; Better once than never, for never too late. [exeunt. SCENE II. A ROOM IN LUCENTIO'S HOUSE. A banquet set out. Enter Baptista, Vincentio, were true. [they sit at table. Pet. Nothing but srt and sit, and eat and eat! Bap. Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio. Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind. Hor. For both our sakes, I would that word [dow. Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his wiWid. Then never trust me if I be afeard. Pet. You are sensible, and yet you miss my I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you. [sense; Wid. He, that is giddy, thinks the world turns Pet. Roundly replied. [round. [that? Kath. Mistress, how mean you that? Wid. Thus I conceive by him. Pet. Conceives by me!-How likes Hortensio Hor. My widow says, thus she conceives her tale. [good widow. Pet. Very well mended: Kiss him for that, Kath. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns round: I pray you, tell me what you meant by that? Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a shrew, Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe: Kath. A very mean meaning. Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'E sleep again. Pet. Nay, that you shall not; since you have Have at you for a bitter jest or two, [begun, Bian. Am I your bird; I mean to shift my bush And then pursue me as you draw your bow: You are welcome all. [exeunt Bianca, Katharina, and Widow. Pet. She hath prevented me.-Here, signio. Tranio, This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not; Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd. Tra. O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his grey hound, Which runs himself, and catches for his master. Pet. A good swift simile, but something currish. Tra. 'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself; 'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. Bap. O, ho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. Luc. I thank thee for that gird, good Tranio. Hor. Coufess, confess, hath he not hit you here? Pet. 'A has a little gall'd me, I confess; And, as the jest did glance away from me, 'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright. Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound, Pet. A match; 'tis done. [exit. Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. Luc. I'll have no halves; I'll bear it all myself. Re-enter Biondello. How now? what news? Bion. Sir, my mistress sends you word, That she is busy, and she cannot come. Pet. How! she is busy, and she cannot come Is that an answer? Gre. Ay, and a kind one too: Kath. And I am mean, indeed, respecting you. Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse. Wid. Right, I mean you. Pet. To her, Kate! [wife [exit Biondello. Hor. To her, widow! Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my Pet. I hope, better. To come to me forthwith. |