Proceed in practice with my younger daughter; Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you? [Exeunt Baptista, Gremio, Trauio, and And woo her with some spirit when she comes. Say, that she frown; I'll say, she looks as clear And say she uttereth piercing eloquence: When I shall ask the banns, and when be married:- Enter Katharina. 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; 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. Kath. A joint-stool. Why, what's a moveable? Pet. Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me. 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? shouid buz. Kath. Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. Pet. O, slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee? Kath. Ay, for a turtle; as he takes a buzzard. Pet. Come, come, you wasp; i'faith, you are too angry. Kath. If I be waspish, best beware my sting. In his tail. Kath. Pet. In his tongue. Whose tongue? Kath. Yours, if you talk of tails; and so farewell. Pet. What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman. Kath. That I'll try. [Striking him. Pet. I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again. If you strike me, you are no gentleman; Pet. A herald, Kate? O, 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 cra ven. Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look so sour. Kath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab. Pet. Why, here's no crab; and therefore look not Pet. Now, by Saint George, I am too young for Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth, you 'scape not so. Kath. 1 chafe you, if I tarry; let me go. Pet. No, not a whit; I find you passing gentle. 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and sullen, And now I find report a very liar; For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous; Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk; Why does the world report, that Kate doth limp? O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate; And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportful! Kath. A witty mother! witless else her son. Kath. Yes; keep you warm. Pet. Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharine, in thy bed: And therefore, setting all this chat aside, Thus in plain terms:-Your father hath consented Re-enter Baptista, Gremio, and Tranio. Bap. Now, Signior Petruchio: How speed you with My daughter? Pet. How but well, sir? how but well? It were impossible I should speed amiss. Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine? in your dumps? Kath. Call you me daughter? now I promise you, You have show'd a tender fatherly regard, To wish me wed to one half lunatick; A mad-cap ruffian, and a swearing Jack, That thinks with oaths to face the matter out. Pet Father, 'tis thus,-yourself and all the world, That talk'd of her, have talk'd aniss of her; If she be curst, it is for policy: For she's not froward, but modest as the dove; She is not hot, but temperate as the morn; And to conclude,-we have 'greed so well together, Kath. I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first. Gre. Hark, Petruchio! she says, she'll see thee hang'd first. Tra. Is this your speeding? nay, then, good night our part! Pet. Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for my. self; If she and I be pleas'd, what's that to you? 'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone, That she shall still be curst in company. I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe How much she loves me: O, the kindest Kate!- Bap. I know not what to say: but give me your hands; God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match. * To vie and revye were terms at cards now superseded by the word brag. It is well worth seeing. A dastardly creature. |