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why dost, thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee? when did she cro stice with a bitter word? *Hath. Her silence flours me, and I'll be reveng'd. - [Flies after BIAN cA. Bap. What, in my sight? — Bianca, get thee in- - - [Exit BIANCA. Hath. Will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see, She is your treasure, she must have a husband; I must dance bare-foot on her wedding-day,” And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell. Talk not to me; I will go sit and weep, - - - Till I can find occasion of revenge. [Exit KATHARINA. Bap, Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I? o But who comes here!

Enter GREMro, with Lucrestro in the habit of a mean man; PETRuchio, with HoRTENSIo as a musician; and TRAN ro, with Bron DEL.Lo bearing a lute and books. Gre. Good-morrow, neighbour Baptista. Báp. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio; God save you, Gentlemen! Pet. And you, good Sir!. Pray, have you not a - - daughter Call'd Ratharina, , fair, and virtuous? Bap. I have a daughter, Sir, call'd Katharina. Gre. You are too blunt, go to it oderly. Pet. You wrong me, Signior Gremio; give me -* - leave. — I am a gentleman of Verona, Sir, That, - hearing of her beauty, and her wit, Her affability, and bashful modesty, Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour, Am bold to show myself a forward guest Within your house, to make mine eye the witness Of that report which I so oft have heard.

And, for an entrance to my entertainment, , ,”, “.... I do present you ywith a man of mine, o [Presenting Hor. TEN's 1e. Gunning in musick, and the mathematicks, To instruct her fully in those sciences. , Whereof, I know, she is not ignorant: Accept of him, or else you do me wrong; His name is Licio, born in Mantua. w Bap. You're welcome, Sir; and he, for your good sake: But for my daughter Katharine, - this...I know, She is not for yojir twril, the more say grief. Pet. I see, you do not mean to part with her; Or else you like not of my company. . . . . Bap. Mistake me not, I speak but as I find. Whence are you, Sir f what may I call your mame? Pet. Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son, A man well known throughout all Italy, Bap. I know him well: you are welcome for his - sake. Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, Let us, that are poor, petitioners, speak too: Baccare! you are marvelious forward. . Pet. O, pardon me, Signior Gremio; I would fain - be doing. Gre. I doubt it mot, Sir; but you will curse your - wooing. —— Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of it. To express the like kindness myself, that have been more kindly beholden to you than any, I freely give unto you this young scholar, [Presenting LucENTIo, J that hath been long studying at Pilicinus; as cunning in Greek , Latin, and other languages, as , the other in musick and mathematicks; his name is Cambio; pray, accept his service. - * Bap. A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio; welComo,

eome, good Cambio. – But, gentle Sir, [To TRANIo. J methinks, you walk like a stranger; May I be so bold to know the cause of your coming? Tra. Pardon me, Sir, the boldness is mine own; That, being a stranger in this city here, Do make myself a suitor to your daughter, Unto Bianca, fair, and virtuous. Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me, In the Preferment of the eldest sister: This liberty is all that I request, — That, upon knowledge of my parentage, * I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo, And free access and favour as the rest. * , And, toward the education of your daughters, .. I here bestow a simple instrument, And this small packet of Greek and Latin books: If you accept them, then their worth is great. Bap, Lucentio is your name 2 of whence, I pray? Tra. Of Pisa, Sir; son to Vincentio. Bap. A mighty man of Pisa; by report I know him well: you are very welcome, Sir. – Take you s To Hon. J the lute, and you [To Luc. i the set of books, * .

You shali go see your pupils preschtly.

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These gentlemen to my daughters; and tell them both,

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Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste, And every day I cannot come to woo. 'You knew my father well; and in him, me, Left solely heir to all his lands and goods, which I have better'd rather than decreas'd: Then tell me, – if I get your daughter's love, What dowry shall I have with her to wife? Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands: And, in possession, twenty thousand crowns. .” Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of Her widowhood, - be it that she survive me, - In all my lands and leases whatsoever: Let specialties be therefore drawn between us, ...A That covenants may be kept on either hand. a Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd, This is, – her love; for that is all in all. . . . A Pet. Why, that is nothing; for, I tell you, father, I am as peremptory as she proud minded; * * * And where two raging fires meet together, , , ; ; ; They do consume the thing that feeds their fury i, Though little fire grows great with little wind, Yet extreme gusts will blow out sire and all: So I to her, and so she yields to me; , , , For I am rough, and Yvoo not like a babs, s , Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be th speed! But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words. . . . Pet. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds, That shake not, though they blow perpetually,

Re-enter HoRTEN's ro, with his head broken. Bap. How how, my friend ? why dost thou look - o so pale 2 Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale, Bap. What, will my daughter prove a gued mu" sicianu


Hör. I think, she'll sooner prove a soldier; Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. Bap. Why, then thou camst not break her to - the lute # Hor. why, no; for she hath broke the lute to me. I did but tell her, she mistook her frets, And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering; when, with a most impatient devilish spirit, I'rets, call you these ? quoth she: I'll funne with *** -- them: And, with that word, she struck me on the head, And through the instrument my pate made way; . And there I stocă amazed for a while, • As on a pillory,” looking through the lute; -While she did call me, – rascal fiddler, And — twängling Jack; with twenty such vile terms, "As she had studied to misuse me so., Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; I love, her ten times more than e'er I did : O; how 1 long to have some chat with her! Bap. 'Well, go with me, and be not so discom* * **- : * * * * sited: - Proceed in practice with my younger daughter; She's apt to learn, and thankful for good turns. – "Signior Petruchio, will you go with us; Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you? Pet. I pray you do; I will attend her here, — [Exeunt BAPTISTA, GHEMIo, TRANIo, and ''Hori TENSIo. And woo her with some spirit when she comes. Say, that she rail; Why, then I'll tell her plain, She sings as sweety as a nightingale : Say, that she frown; I'll say, she looks as clear - As morning roses newly wash’d with dew : Say, she be mute, and will not speak a word; Then I'll commend her volubility, - .

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