Scene 1.

TAMING OF THE SHREW.

in an afternoon as she went to the garden for pars-Which way thou travellest: if along with us,
ley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir, and so We shall be joyful of thy company.
Vin. Fair sir,-and you my merry mistress,
adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to

Saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come That with your strange encounter much amaz'd against you come with your appendix.

[Exil.
Luc. 1 and will, if she be so contented:
may,
She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt ?
Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her;
It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. [Exit.

SCENE V. A public road. Enter Petruchio,
Katharina, and Hortensio.

Pet. Come on, o' God's name; once more to-I
ward our father's.

Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon!
Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moonlight

now.

Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright.
Kath. I know, it is the sun that shines so bright.
Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself,
It shall be moon, or star, or what I list,
Or ere I journey to your father's house:-
Go on, and fetch our horses back again.—
Evermore cross'd, and cross'd; nothing but cross'd!
Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go.
Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come so

far,

And be it moon, or sun, or what you please:
And if you please to call it a rush candle,
Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.
Pet. I say, it is the moon.

Kath.

I know it is.

Pel. 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.-
But soft; what company is coming here?

Enter Vincentio, in a travelling dress.
Good-morrow, gentle mistress: Where away?-
[To Vincentio.
Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too,
last thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?
Such war of white and red within her cheeks!
What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty,
As those two eyes become that heavenly face?-
Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee:-
Sweet Kale, embrace her for her beauty's sake.
Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make
woman of him.

a

Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and
sweet,

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!

Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not

mad:
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.
Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and, withal, make
known

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 son.
And now by law, as well as reverend age,
may entitle thee-my loving father;
The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,
Thy son by this hath married: Wonder not,
Nor be not griev'd; she is of good esteem,
Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
Beside, so qualified as may beseem
The spouse of any noble gentleman.
Let me embrace with old Vincentio:
And wander we to see thy honest son,
Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.

Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure,
Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest
Upon the company you overtake?

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.
[Exil.

ACT V.

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. [Exeunt Luc. Bian, and Bion. Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.

Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Vincentio, and altendants.

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.

I

Vin. You shall not choose but drink before you go;

think, I shall command your welcome here, 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 ne 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 a 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 cir-name :-O, my son, my son!-tell me, thou villam, cumstances, I pray you, tell signior Lucentio, where is my son Lucentio? that bis father is come from Pisa, ard is here at the door to speak with him.

Ped. Thou liest; his father is come from Pisa, and here looking out at the window.

Vin. Art thou his father?

Ped. Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her.

Pet. Why, how, now, gentlemen! [To Vincen.] why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name.

Ped. Lay hands on the villain; I believe 'a mears to cozen somebody in this city under my

countenance.

Re-enter Biondello.

Bron. 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 Biondello.
Bion. I hope, I may choose, sir.
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 ?

Tra. Call forth an officer: [Enter one with an officer.] carry this mad knave to the gaol:-Father Baptista, I charge you see, that he be forth-coming. 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 conycatched 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. Away with 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 arc all undone. Luc. Pardon, sweet father. [Kneeling. Vin. Lives my sweetest son [Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant, run ou!, Bian. Pardon, dear father. [Kneeling, How hast thou cffended?

Bap.
Luc.

Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir; see where he looks out of the win-Where is Lucentio ? dow.

Vin. Is't so, indeed?

Here's Lucentio, [Beats Biondello. Right son unto the right Vincentio ; Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman will That have by marriage made thy daughter mine, murder me. [Exit. While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne.3 Gre. Here's packing, with a witness, to deceive

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.

us all!

Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio,
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;

Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my
servant ?
Vin. What am I, sir? nay, what are you, sir?-And happily I have arriv'd at last
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 undu while I play the
good husband at home, any son and my servant
spend all at the university.

Tra. How now! what's the matter?
Bap. What, is the man lunatic

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?

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 set me to the gaol.

Bap. But do you hear, sir? [To Lucentio.] Have you married my daughter without asking my goodwill?

Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: But I will in, to be revenged for this villany. [Exit.

Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. [Exit.

Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown.

[Exeunt Luc. and Bian. Gre. My cake is dough: But I'll in among the rest;

Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name! I have brought him up ever since he was three years Out of hope of all,-but my share of the feast. 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 master!-Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the duke's

(1) A hat with a conical crown.
(2) Cheated.
(3) Deceived thy eves.
(4) Tricking, underhand contrivances.

[Erit,

Petruchio and Katharina advance.
Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of
this ado.

Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will.
Kath. What, in the midst of the street?
Pet. What, art thou ashamed of me?

(5) A proverbial expression, repeated afler a disappomtinent.

Kath. No, sir; God forbid:-but ashamed to kiss. Pet. Why, then let's home again :-Come, zrrah,¦ ̧ let's away.

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. [Exe.

SCENE II.A room in Lucentio's house. A

banquet set out. Enter Baptista, Vincentio, This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not;
Gremio, the Pedant, Lucentio, Bianca, Petruchio, Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd."
Katharina, Hortensio, and Widow. Tranio,
Tra. O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his grey
Biondello, Grumio, and others, attending.
Luc. At las', though long, our jarring notes

Pet. Now for my life, Hortensio fears his widow.
Wid. Then never trust me if I be afeard.

Pel. You are sensible, and yet you miss my

Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her Nay, then she must needs coine.

Pet. Spoke like an officer:-Ha, to thee, lad.
[Drinks to Hortensio.
Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks?
Gre. Believe me, sir, they butt together well.
Biun. Head, and butt? a hasty-witted body
Would say, your head and butt were head and horn.
Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you?
Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll
sleep again.

(1) A banquet was a refection consisting of fruit, takes, &c.

[Exit Grumio. Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee
And for thy maintenance: commits his body
To painful labour, both by sea and land;
To watch the night in storms, the day in cola,
While thou liest warm at home, secure and saf
And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
But love, fair looks, and true obedience,

Pet.
What?
Hor.
She will not come.
Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end.
Enter Katharina.

Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Katha-Too little payment for so great a debi.