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Gre. And may not young men die, as well as Sigeia tellus, I trust you not ;-Hic steterat Pri. old ?

ami, take heed he hear us not ;-regia, presume Bap. Well, gentlemen,

not ;---celsa senis, despair not. I am thus resolv'd :-On Sunday next, you know Hor. Madam, 'tis now in tune. My daughter Katharine is to be married : Luc.

All but the bass. Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca Hor. The bass is right; 'tis the base knave Be bride to you, if you make this assurance ;

that jars. If not, to Siguior Gremio :

How fiery and forward our pedant is ! And so I take my leave, and thank you both. Now for my life, the knave doth court my love:

(Exit. Pedascule, I'll watch you better yet. Gre. Adieu, good neighbour.–Now I fear thee Bian. In time I may believe, yet I mistrust. not ;

Luc. Mistust it not; for, sure, Eacides Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool Was Ajax, --call'd so from his grandfather. To give thee all, and, in his waning age,

Bian. I must believe my master; else, I proSet foot under thy table : Tut! a toy !

mise you, An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy. [Erit. I should be arguing still upon that doubt : Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd But let it rest. - Now, Licio, to you :hide!

Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray, Yet I have faced it with a card of ten.

That I have been thus pleasant with you both. 'Tis in my head to do my master good :

Hor. You may go walk, [to Lucentioj and I see no reason, but suppos'd Lucentio

give me leave a while; Must get a father, call d-supposed Vincentio; My lessons make no music in three parts. And that's a wonder: fathers, commonly, Luc. Are you so formal, sir ? well, I must wait, Du get their children ; but, in this case of woo- And watch withal; for, but I be deceiv'd, ing,

Our fine musician groweth amorous. [Aside. A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cun Hor. Madam, before you touch the instrument,


. To learn the order of my fingering,

I must begin with rudiments of art:

To teacn you gamut in a briefer sort,

More pleasant, pithy, and effectmal, SCENE I. A Room in Baptista's House. Than hath been taught by any of my trade:

And there it is in writing, fairly drawn. Enter Lucentio, Hortensio, and Bianca.

Bian. Why, I am past my gamut long ago. Luc. Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, Hor. Yet read the gamut of Hortensio. sir:

Bian. [Reads.) Gamut I am, the ground of Have you so soon forgot the entertainment

all accord Her sister Katharine welcom'd you withal 3 A re, to plead Hortensio's passion; Hor. But, wrangling pedant, this is

B mi, Bianca, take him for thy lord, The patroness of heavenly harmony:

Cfaut, that loves with all affection; Then give me leave to have prerogative;

D sol re, one cliff, two notes have I; And when in music we have spent an hour, E la mi, show pity, or I die. Your lecture shall have leisure for as much. Call you this-ganut! tut! I like it not : Luc. Preposterous ass ! that never read so far Old fashions please me best ; I am not so nice, To know the cause why musick was ordained ? To change true rules for odd inventions. Was it not to refresh the mind of man,

Enter a Servant. After his studies, or his usual pain ?

Serv. Mistress, your father prays you leave Then give me leave to read philosophy,

your books, And, while I pause, serve in your harmony. And help to dress your sister's chamber up; Hor. Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of You know, to-morrow is the wedding-day: thine.

Bian. Farewell, sweet masters both; I must Bian. Why, gentlemen, you do me double

be gone.

[Exeunt Bianca and Servant. wrong,

Luc. 'Faith, mistress, then I have no cause to To strive for that which resteth a my choice :


[Erit. I am no breeching scholar in the schools ; Hor. But I have cause to pry into this pedant; I'll not be tied to hours, por 'pointer times, Methinks, he looks as though he were in love :But learn my lessons as I please myself. Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so humble, And, to cut off all strife, here sit we down : To cast thy wand'ring eyes on every stale, Take you your instrument, play you the whiles ; Seize thee that list: If once I find thee ranging, His lecture will be done ere you have tun'd. Hortenzio will be quit with thee, by changing Hor. You'll leave his lecture when I am in

(Exit. tune 7 [To Bianca.-Ilortensio retires. SCENE II. The same. Before Baptista's House. Luc. That will be never tune your instru- Enter Baptista, Gremio, Tranio, Katharina, Biment.

anca, Lucentio, and Attendants. Bian. Where left we last ?

Bap. Signior Lucentio, [10 Tranio), this is the Luc. Here madam :

'pointed day Hac ibat Simois ; hic est Sigeia tellus ; That Katharine and Petruchio should be married, Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis.

And yet we hear not of our son-in-law: Bian. Construe them.

What will be said? what mockery will it be, Luc. Hac ibat, as I told you before, Simois, To want the bridegroom, when the priest attends Jam Lucentio,-hic est, son unto Vincentio of To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage? Pisa, -Sigeir tellus, disguised thus to get your What says Lucentio to this shame of ours ? ove-Hic steterat, and that Lucentio that Kath. No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be comes a wooing,

-Priami, is my man Tranio, forcod -regia, bearing my port,-celsa senis, that we To give my hand, oppos'd against my heart, might beguile the old pantaloon.

Unto a mad-brain rudesby, full of spleen; Hor. Madam, my instrument's in tune. Who woo'd in haste, and means to wed at leisure.

(Returning. I told you, I, he was a frantic fool, Bian. Let's hear. - (Hortensio plays. Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour: O fye! the treble jars.

And, to be noted for a merry man, Luc. Spit in the hole, man, and tune again. He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage, Bian. Now let me see if I can constrne it: Make friends invite them, and proclaim the Hac ibai Simois, I know you not ;-hic est


robes ;

Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd. Bap. You are welcome, sir.
Now must the world point at poor Katharine,


And yet I come not well. And say,-Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife, Bap. And yet you halt not. If it would please him come and marry her. Tra.

Not so well apparell'd Tra Patience, good Katharine, and Baptista As I wish you were. too;

Pet. Were it better, I should rush in thus. Upon my life, Petruchio means but well, But where is Kate? Where is my lovely bride ? Whatever fortune stays him from his word: How does my father ?-Gentles, methinks you Though he be blunt, I know him passing wise;

frown: Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest. And wherefore gaze this goodly company, Kath. 'Would, Katharine had never seen him As if they saw some wondrous monument, though!

Some comet, or unusual prodigy ? [Exit, weeping, followed by Bianca and others. Bap. Why, sir, you know, this is your wedBap. Go, girl; I cannot blaine thee now to ding day : weep;

First were we sad, fearing you wonld not come; For such an injury would vex a very saint, Now sadder, that you come so unprovided. Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour. Fie! doft'this habit, shame to your estate, Enter Biondello.

An eye-sore to our solemn festival.

Tra. And tell us, what occasion of import Bion. Master, master! news, old news, and Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife, such as you never heard of!

And sent you hither so unlike yourselt? Bap. Is it new and old too? how may that he ? Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear: Bion. Why, is it not news to hear of Petru- Sufficeth, I am come to keep my word, chio's coming ?

Though in some part enforced to digress; Bap. Is he come?

Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse Bion. Why, no, sir.

As you shall well be satisfied withal Bap. What then?

But, where is Kate? I stay too long from her; Bion. He is coming.

The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church. Bap. When will he be here?

Tra. See not your bride in these unreverent Bion. When he stands where I am, und sees you there.

Go to my chamber, put on clothes of mine. Tra. But, say, what:-to thine old news. Pet. Not I, believe me; thus I'll visit her. Bion. Why, Petruchio is coining, in a new hat Bap But thus, I trust, you will not marry her. and an old jerkin; a pair of old breeches, thrice Pet. Good sooth, even tus; therefore have turned ; a pair of boots that have been candle. done with words; cases, one buckled, another laced ; an old rusty To me she's married, not unto my clothes : sword ta'en out of the town armory, with a Could I repair what she will wear in me, broken hilt and chapeless; with two broken As I can change these poor accoutrements, points: His horse hipped with an old mothy 'T'were well for Kate, and better for myself. saddle, the stirrups of no kindred: besides, pos. But what a fool am I to chat with you, sessed with the glanders, and like to mose in the When I should bid good morrow to my bride, chine ; troubled with the lampass, infected with And seal the title with a lovely kiss ! the fashions, full of wind-galls, eped with spavins,

(Ereunt. Pet Gru. and Bion. raied with the yellows, past cure of the tives, Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad attire: stark spoiled with the staggers, begrawn with We will persuade him, be it possible, the bots; swayed in the back, and shoulder. To put on better ere he go to church shotten; ne'er legged before, and with a half-| Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this. checked bit, and a head-stall of sheep's leather;

[Erit. which, being restrained to keep him from stum Tra. But, sir, to her love concerneth us io add bling, hath been often burst, and now repaired Her father's liking: which to bring to pass, with knots: one girt six times pieced, and a wo As I before imparted to your worship, man's crupper of velure, which hath two letters I am to get a man,--whate'er he be, for her name, fairly set down in studs, and here it skills not much we'll fit him to our turn, and there pieced with packthread.

And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa; Bap. Who comes with him?

And make assurance, here in Padua, Bion. O, sir, his lackey, for all the world ca- or greater sums than I have promised, parisoned' like the horse ; with a linen stock on So shall you quietly enjoy your hope, one leg, and a kersey boot-hose on the other, And mariy sweet Bianca with consent. gartered with a red and blue list; an old hat Luc. Were it not that my fellow schoolmaster and The humour of forty fancies pricked in't Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly, for a feather: a monster, a very monster in ap. 'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage; parel; and not like a christian footboy, or a Which once perform d, let all the world say–no, gentleman's lackey.

I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world. Tra. 'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into, fashion !

And watch our vantage in this business : Yet oftentimes he goes but mean apparellid. We'll overreach the gray-beard Gremio,

Bap. I am glad he is comc, howsoever he The narrow.prying father Minola; comes.

The quaint musician, amorous Licio;
Bion. Why, sir, he comes not.

All for my master's sake, Lucentio. -
Bap. Didst thou not say, he comes?
Bion. Who? that Petruchio came?

Re-enter Gremio.
Bap. Ay, that Petruchio came.

Signior Gremio! came you from the church? Bion. No, sir ; I say, his horse comes with him Gre. As willingly as e'er I came from school. on his back

Tra. And is the bride and bridegroom coming Bap. Why, that's all one.

home? Bion. Nay, by Saint Jamy, I hold you a penny, Gre. A bridegroom, say you ? 'tis a groom, inA horse and a man is more than one, and yet deed, not many.

A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find. Enter Petruchio and Grumio.

Tra. Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible.

Gre. Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend. Pet. Come, where be these gallants? who is at Tra. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's home?


let's go

Gre. Tut! she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him. Obey the bride, you that attend on her:
I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: When the priest Go to the feast, revel and domineer.
Should ask-if Katharine should be his wife, Carouse full measure to her maidenhead.
Ay, by gogs-wouns, quoth he; and swore so loud, Be mad and merry, -or go hang yourselves;
That, all amaz'd, the priest let fall the book; But for my bonny Kate, she must with me.
And, as he stoop'd again to take it up,

Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret; The mad brain'd bridegroom took him such a I will be master of what is mine own: cuft,

She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house, That down fell priest and book, and book and My household-stuff, my field, my barn, priest :

My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing: Now iake them up, quoth he, if any list. And bere she stands, touch her whoever dare; Tra. What said the wench, when he arose I'll bring my action on the proudest he again?

That stops my way in Padua-Grumio, Gre. Trembled and shook; for why, he stampa Draw forth thy weapon, we're beset with and swore,

thieves; As if the vicar meant to cozen him.

Rescue thy mistress, if thon be a man But after many ceremonies done,

Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch He calls for wine :-- A health, quoth he; as if

thee, Kate; He had been aboard carousing to his I'll buckler thee against a million. After a storm :-Quaffd off the muscadel,

(Exeunt Pet. Kath, and Gra. And threw the sops all in the sexton's face; Bap. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones. Having no other reason,

Gre. Went they not quickly, I should die with But that his bcard grew thin and hungerly,

laughing. And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drinking. Tra. Of all mad matches, never was the like! This done, he took the bride about the neck; Luc. Mistress, what's your opinion of your And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smack, sister ? That, at the parting, all the church did echo. Bian. That being mad herself, she's madly 1, seeing this, came thence for very shame;

mater. And after me, I know the route is coming : Gre. I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. Such a mad marriage never was before; Bap. Neighbours and friends, though bride and Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play.

bridegroom wants

[Musick. For to supply the places at the table, Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Biance, Baptista, Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's

You know there wants no junkets at the feastHortensio, Grumio, and Train.

place, Pet. Gentlemen, and friends, I thank you for And let Bianca take her sister's room. your prins:

Tra. Sball sweet Bianca practise how to brido I know you think to dine with me to-day, And have prepar'd great store of wedding cheer; Bap. She shall, Lucentio.-Come, gentlemen. But so it is, my haste doth call me hence,

(Exeunt And therefore here I mean to take my leave.

Bap. Is't possible, you will away to-night?
Pet. I must away to day, before night come :-

Make it no wonder; if you knew my business,
You would entreat me rather go than stay.

SCENE I. A Hall in Petruchio's Country

And, honest company, I thank yon all,
That have beheld me give away myself

Enter Grumio.
To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife:
Dine with my father, drink a health to me; Gru. Fie, fie on all tired jades! on all mad
For I must hence, and farewell to yon all. masters! and all foul ways! Was ever man 50

Tra. Let us entreat you stay till after dinner. beaten? was ever man so rayed? was ever man Pet. It may not be.

so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and Gre.

Let me entreat you. they are coming after to warm them. Now, Pet. It cannot be.

were not I a little pot, and soon hot, my very Kath. Let me entreat you.

lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the Pet. I am content.

roof of my mouth, my heart in my helly, ere I Kath.

Are you content to stay. should come by a fire to thaw me : - But I, with Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay, blowing the fire shall warm myself; for conBut yet not stay, entreat me how you can. sidering the weather, a taller man than I will Kaih. Now, if you love me, stay.

take cold. Holla! hua! Curtis ! Pet.

Grumio, my horses. Gru. Ay, sir, they be ready; the oats have

Enter Curtis. eaten the horses.

Curt. Who is that, calls so coldly? Kath. Nay, then,

Gru. A piece of ice: If thou doubt it, thon Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day; may'st slide from my shoulder to my heel, with No, nor to-morrow, nor till I please myself. no greater run but my head and my neck. A fire, The door is open, sir, there lies your way,

good Curtis. You may be jogging while your boots are green; Curt. Is my master and his wife coming, GruFor me, I'll not begone till I please myself; mio ? 'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom, Gru. O, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, fire; That take it on you at the first so roundly, cast on no water. Pet. O, Kate, content thee; pr’ythee, be not Curt. Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported ? angry:

Gru. She was, good Curtis, before this frost : Kath. I will be angry; What hast thou to do ? but thou know'st, winter tames man, woman, Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure. and beast; for it hath tamed my old master, and

Gre. Ay, marry, sir; now it begins to work. my new mistress, and myself, fellow Curtis. Kath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal din Čurt. Away, you three-inch'd fool! I am no ner :

beast. I see a woman may be made a fool,

Gru. Am I but three inches? why, thyhorn is If she had not a spirit to resist.

a foot; and so long am I, at the least. But wilt Pet They shall go forward, Kate, at thy com-thou make a fire, or shall I complain on thee te mand:

our mistress, whose hand (she being now at hand)

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thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being| Nich. Fellow Grunio. slow in thy hot office.

Nath. How now, old lad? Curt. I prythee, good Grumio, tell me, How Gru. Welcome, you;-how now, you; what, goes the world?

you ;-fellow, you ;--and thus much for greete Gru. A cold world, Curtis, in every office but ing: Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, thine; and, therefore, fire: 'Do thy duty, and and all things neat? have thy duty; for my master and mistress are Nath. All things is ready: How near is our almost frozen to death.

master? Curt. There's fire ready : And therefore, good Gru. E'en at hand, alighted by this; and Grumio, the news?

therefore be not-Cock's passion, silencelGru. Why, Jack boy! ho boy! and as much I hear my master. news as thou wilt. Curt. Come, you are so full of conycatching :

Enter Petruchio and Katharina. Gru. Why,' therefore, fire; for I have caught Pet. Where be these knaves ? What, no man extreme cold. Where's the cook? is supper at door, ready, the house trimmed, rushes strewed, cob- To hold my stirrup, nor to take my horse ! webs swept; the serving-men in their new fus- Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip? tian, their white stockings, and every officer his All Serv. Here, here, sir; here, sir. wedding garment on? Be the jacks fair rithir the jills fair without, the carpeis laid, and every You logger-headed and unpolish'd grooms!

Pet. Here, sir! here, sir! here, sir! here, sirl thing in order ? Curt. All ready; and therefore, I pray thee, Where is the foolish knave I sent before ?

What, no attendance ? no regard ? no duty ? news? Gru. First, know my horse is tired; my mas

Gru. Here, sir; as foolish as I was before. ter and mistress fallen out.

Pet. You peasant swain! you whoreson malt

horse drudge! Curt. How? Gru. Out of their saddles into the dirt; and And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?

Did I not bid thee meet me in the park, thereby hangs a tale. Curt. Let's ha't, good Grumio.

Gru. Nathaniel's coat, sir, was not fully made,
Gru. Lend thine ear.

And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i'the
Curt. Here.
Gru. There.

There was no link to colour Peter's hat,

[Striking him Curt. This is to feel a tale, and not to hear a tale And Walter's dagger was not come from sheathGru. And therefore {tis called a sensible tale: There were none fine, but Adam, Ralph, and and this cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech listening Now I begin: Imprimis, we The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly ;

Gregory; came down a foul hill, my master riding behind Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you. my mistress : Curt. Both on one horse ?

Pet. Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.

Ēreunt some of the Servants. Gru. What's that to thee?

Where is the life that late I led

(Sings Curt. Why, a horse. Gru. Tell thou the tale :--but hadst thou not

Where are thoseSit down, Kate, and welcrossed me, thou should'st have heard how her horse fell, and she under her horse; thou should'st Soud, soud, soud, soud ! have heard in how miry a place : how she was Re-enter Servants, with supper. bemoiled: how he left her with the horse upon Why, when, I say ?–Nay, good sweet Kate, be her; how he beat me because her horse stumbled'; how she waded through the dirt to pluck off with my boots, you rogues, you villains;

merry him oft me; how he swore; how she pray'da

When? that never pray'd before; how I cried; how the horses ran away, how her bridle was burst; how

It was the friar of orders gray, [Sings. I lost my crupper;-with many things of worthy

As he forth walked on his way:memory: which now shall die in oblivion, and Out, out, you rogue ! you pluck my foot awry: thou return unexperienced to thy grave. Take that, and mend the plucking off the other Curt. By this reckoning, he is more shrew than

[Strikes him. she.

Be merry, Kate :-Some water here: what, ho! Gru Ay, and that thou and the proudest of Where's my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get you you all shall find, when he comes home. But

hence, what talk 1 of this ?-call forth Nathaniel, Jo- And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither : seph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and

Exit Servant. the rest ; let their heads be sleekly combed, their One, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acquainted blue coats brushed, and their garters of an indif with. ferent knit: let them curtesy with their left legs: Where are my slippers ?--Shall I have some and not presume to touch a hair of my master's water? (A basin is presented to him. horse-tail, till they kiss their hands. Are they all Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily:ready?

Servant lets the erer fall Curt. They are

You whoreson villain! will you let it fall ? Gru. Call them forth.

[Strikes him. Curt. Do you hear, ho! you must meet my Kath. Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault up. master, to countenance my mistress.

willing: Gru. Why, she hath a face of her own. Pet. A whoreson, beetleheaded, flap-ear'd knavel Curt. Who knows not that?

Come, Kate, sit down; I know you have a stoGru. Thou, it seems; that callest for company mach. to countenance her.

Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else shall Curt. I call them forth to credit her.

12 Gru. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of What is this ? Mutton ? them.

1 Sero.

Enter several Servants.


Who brought it? 1 Serv.

1. Nath. Welcome home, Grumio.

Pet. "Tis burnt; and so is all the meat: Phil. How now, Grumio ?

What dogs are these !-Where is the rascal cook ? Jos. What, Grumio!

How darst you, villains, bring it from the dresser,


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And serve it thus to me that love it not? Lov'd none in the world so wel as Lucentio. There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all : Tra. O despiteful lovel unconstant woman [Throws the meat, &c. about the stage.

kind You heedless joltheads, and unmanner'd slaves! I tell the Licio, this is wonderful. What do you grumble? I'll be with you straight. Hor. Místake no more : I am not Licio, Kath. I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet : Nor a musician, as I seem to be: The meat was well, if you were so contented. But one that scorn to live in this disguise, Pet. I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried For such a one as leaves a gentleman, away ;

And makes a god of such a cullion: And I expressly am forbid to touch it, ! Know, sir, that I am call'd-Hortensio. For it engenders choler, planteth anger;

Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard And better 'twere that both of us did fast, - of your entire affection to Bianca; Since, of ourselves, ourselves are cholerick, And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness, "Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh. I will with you, --if you be so contented, Be patient; to-morrow it shall be mended, Forswear Bianca and her love for ever. And, for this night, we'll fast for company ; Hor. See, how they kiss and court.-Signior Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber. Lucentio,

Exeunt Pet. Kath. and Curt. Here is n.y hand, and here I firmly vowNath (Advancing ) Peter, didst ever see the Never to woo her more; but do forswear her, like.

As one unworthy all the former favours Peter. He kills her in her own humour. That I have fondly flattered her withal.

Tra. And here I take the like unseigned oath, Re-enier Curtis.

Ne'er to marry with her though she would en Gru. Where is he?

treat: Curt. In her chamber,

Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him. Making a sermon of continency to her : Hor. 'Would, all the world, but he, had quite And rails, and swears, and rates; that she, poor forsworn! soul,

For me,-that I may snrely keep mine oath, Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak; I will he married to a wealthy widow, And sits as one new-risen from a dream. Ere three days pass ; which hath as long loved Away, away! for he is coming hither. (Exeunt. me,

As I have lov'd this proud disdainful haggard Re-enter Petruchio.

And so farewell, signior Lucentio.Pet. Thns have I politickly begun my reign, Kinduess in women, not their beauteous looks, And 'tis my hope to end successfully:

Shall win my love :--and so I take my leave, My falcon now is sharp, and passing empty; In resolution as I swore before. And till she stoop, she must not be full-gorg'd,

[Erit Hortensio.-Lucentio and Bianca For then she never looks upon her lure.

advance. Another way I have to man my haggard, Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such To make her come, and know her keeper's call, grace That is,--to watch her, as we watch these kites, As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case! That bate, and beat, and will not be obedient. Nay, I have ta’en you napping, gentle love; She eat no meat to-day, nor none shall eat; And have forsworn yon, with Hortensio. Last night she slept not, nor to-night she shall Bian. Tranio, you jest; But have you both fornot;

sworn me? As with the meat, some undeserved fault

Tra. Mistress, we have. I'll find about the making of the bed ;


Then we are rid of Licio. And here I'll fing the pillow, there the bolster, Tra. l' faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, This way the coverlet, another way the shcets;- That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day. Ay, and amid this hurly, I intend

Bian. Gnd give him joy! That all is done in reverend care of her ;

Tro Ay, and he'll tame her. And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night: Bian.

He says so, Tranio. And, if she chance to pod, I'll rail and brawl, Tra. 'Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school. And with the clamour keep her still awake. Bian. The iaming-school! what, is there such This is a way to kill a wife with kindness;

a place? And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong hu- Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master: Inour.

That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long-
He that knows better how to tame a shrew, To tame a shrew, and charm her chaltering
Now let him speak; 'tis charily to shew. (Exit. tongue.
SCENE II. Padua. Before Baptista's House.

Enter Biondello, running.
Enter Tranio and Hortensio.

Bion. O master, master, I have watch'd so long
Tra. Is't possible, friend Licio, that Bianca That I'm dog-weary; but at last I spied
Doth fancy any other but Lucentio ?

An ancient angel coming down the hill,
I tell you, sir, she bcars me fair in hand. Will serve the turn.
Hor. Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said,


What is he, Biondello? and mark the manner of his teaching. Bion. Master, a mercatante, or a pedant,

[ They stand aside. I know not what; but formal in apparel, Enter Bianca and Lucentio.

In gait and countenance surely like a father.

Luc. And what of hin, Tranio? Luc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you). Tra. If he be credulous, and trust my tale, read?

I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio; Bian. What, master, read you ? first resolve And give assurance to Baptista Minola, me that.

As if he were the right Vincentio. Luc. I read that I profess the art to love.

Take in your love, and then let me alone. Bian. And may you prove, sir, master of your

(Ereunt Lucentio and Bianca. art! Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of

Enter a Pedant my heart

(They retire. Ped. God save you, sir! Hor. Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, Tra. And you, sir! you are welcome

Travel you far on, or are you at the furthest ? You that Curst swear that your mistress Bianca Ped. Bir, at the furthost for a week or two:

Stand by

I pray,

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