We will go walk a little in the orchard, And then to dinner: You are passing welcome, Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste, And every day I cannot come to woo. You knew my father well; and in him, me, 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 120 Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well obtained. This is her love; for that is all in all. Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father, I am as peremptory as she proud-minded; They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: For I am rough, and woo not like a babe. 131 Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be thy speed! But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words. Pet. Pet. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds, That shake not though they blow perpetually. Re-enter HORTENSIO, with his Head broke. 141 Bap. How now, my friend? why dost thou look so pale ? Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. Bap. What, will my daughter prove a good musician? Hor. I think, she'll sooner prove a soldier ; Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. Bap. Why, then thou canst 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, 150 Frets, call you these? quoth she: I'll fume with them: And-twangling Jack; with twenty such vile terms, Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; 160 I love her ten times more than e'er I did: Oh, how I long to have some chat with her! She's She's apt to learn, and thankful for good turns.— 170 [Exit BAP. with GRE. HOR. and TRA. And say she uttereth piercing eloquence: When I shall ask the banns, and when be married :- Enter KATHARINE. Good-morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear. Kath. Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing; They call me-Katharine, that do talk of me. Pet. You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate. And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst; Take Take this of me, Kate of my consolation;- 190 Kath. Mov'd in good time: let him that mov'd you hither, Remove you hence: I knew you at the first, You were a moveable. Pet. Why, what's a moveable? Kath. A joint-stool. Pet. Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me. 200 Kath. Asses are made to bear, and so are you. Pet. Women are made to bear, and so are you. Kath. No such jade, sir, as you, if me you mean. Pet. Alas, good Kate! I will not burden thee: For, knowing thee to be but young and light Kath. Too light for such a swain as you to catch; And yet as heavy as my weight should be. Pet. Should be? should buz. Kath. Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. Pet. Oh, slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee? Kath. Ay, for a turtle; as he takes a buzzard. 210 Pet. Come, come, you wasp; i'faith, you are too angry. Kath. If I be waspish, best beware my sting. Kath. Ah, if the fool could find it where it lies. Pet. Pet. Who knows not where a wasp doth wear his sting? In his tail. Kath. In his tongue. Pet. Whose tongue? Kath. Your's, if you talk of tails; and so farewel. Pet. What with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman. Kath. That I'll try. 221 [She strikes him. Pet. I swear, I'll cuff you, if you strike again. If you strike me, you are no gentleman; Pet. A herald, Kate? oh, put me in thy books. Pet. A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen. Kath. No cock of mine, you crow too like a craven. Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look so sour. Kath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab; 232 Pet. Why, here's no crab; and therefore look not sour. Kath. There is, there is. Pet. Then shew it me. Kath. Had I a glass, I would. Pet. What, you mean my face? Kath. Well aim'd of such a young one. Pet. Now, by saint George, I am too young for you. 240 Kath. |