• Loud larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets.clangue? • And do you tell me of a woman's tongue, That gives not half so great a blow to th’ear, - As will a chesnut in a farmer's fire ? Tush, tush, fear boys with bugs. Cru. For he fears none. Gre. Hortenfio, hark : Hor. I promis'd we would be contributors; Gre. And so we will, provided that he win here: S CE N E VII. To them Tranio bravely apparellid, and Biondello.. Tra. Gentlemen, God save you. If I may be bold, I tell me, I beseech you, which is the readiest way to the house of Signior Baptiita Minola ? Bici. He that has the two fair daughters?' is't he you mean? Tra. Even he, Biondello. [dfde. any. offence? Gre. No, if without more words you will get you hence. Tra. Why, Sir, I pray, are not the streets as free For me as for you? Gre. But so is not she. Gre. For this realon, if you'll know: Hor. That she's the chosen of Signior Hortensio. Tra. Sofily, my Masters; if you be gentlemen, Do me this right; hear ine with patience. Baptista a or, no? Baptista is a noble gentleman, Gre. What! this gentleman will out-talk us all! Hor. Sir, let me be fo bold as to ask you, Tra. No, Sir; but hear I do that he hath two: Pet. Sir, Sir, the first's for me ; let her go by. Gre. Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules ; Pet. Sír, understand you this of Tra. If it be fo, Sir, that you are the man Hor. Sir, you say well, and well you do conceive: Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack; in sign whereof, Hor. me, insooth: Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it fo. Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto. [Exeunt. [The presenters above fpeak here. 1 Man. My Lord, you nod; you do not mind the play. Sly. Yea, by St. Ann, de l: a good matter, surely! comes there any more of it ? Lady. My Lord, 'tis but bagun. Sly. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work, Madam Lady. Would 'twere done!. ACT II. S C Ε Ν Ε Ι. Baptifta's house in Padua, Enter Catharina and Bianca. felf, Cath. Of all thy suitors here, I charge thee tell Bian. Believe me, filter, of all men alive other. Bian. If you affect him, filter, here I swear, I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have hin. Cath Oh, then, belike you fancy riches more; Bian. Is it for him you do fo envy me? [Strikes her. [lence? Go ply thy needle, meddle not with her. [Flies after bianca. Bap. What, in my fight? Bianca, get thee in. [Exit Bianca. Cath. Will you not fuffer nay, now I fee, go Till I can find occasion of rerenge. [Exit. Cath. Bep. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I ? But who comes here? me fit and weeps و SCENE II. Enter Gremio ; Lucentio in the habit of a mean 11n ; Petruchio, with Horicnlio like a mufician ; Tranio and Biondello bearing a lute and books. Gre. Good morrow, neighbour Baptifta. Bap. Good morrow, neighbour Greinio. God save you, Gentlemen. Pet. And you, good Sir. Pray, have you not a daughter called Catharina, fair and virtuous ? Bap. I have a daughter, Sir, called Catharina. Pet. You wrong me, Signior Gremio, give me leave, [Presenting Hor. I do present you with a man of mine, Cunning in music, and the mathematics, To instruct her fully in thofe sciences, VOL. II. Dd Whereof Whereof I know she is not ignorant. Bap. You're welcome, Sir, and he for your good fake. Pet. I tee you do not mean to part with her; Cr else you like not of my company. Bap. Miftale nie nci, I speak but what I find. Whence are you, Sir ? what may I call your name? Pet. Petruchio is my name, Antonio's fon, A man well known throughout all Italy. Bap. I know hin well : you are welcome for his fake. Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, let us that are poor petitioners speak too. Buccalare !- you are inarvellous forward. Pet. Oh, pardon me, Signior Gremio, I would fain be doing. Cre. I doubt it not, Sir, but you will curse your wooing.-- Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am fure of it. To express the like kindnefs myself, that have been more kindly beholden to you than any, free leave give to this young scholar, that hath been Inng studying at Reims, [Presenting Luc.], as cunning in Grock, Latin, and other languages, as the other in music and mathematics ; his name is Cambio ; pray accepi his service. Bapt. A thousand thanks, Sigrior Gremio: welcome, good Cambio. But, gentle Sir, methinks you walk like a franger, [To Trainio.] ; may I be fo bold to know the cause of your coming? Tra. Pardon me, Sir, the boldness is mine own, |