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leg, and a kersey boot-hose on the other, garter'd with a red and blue list; an old hat, and The humour of forty fancies prick d in't for a feather: a monster, a very monster in apparel; and not like a christian footboy, or a gentleman's lackey. Tra, 'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this
Bap. I am glad he is come, howsoe'er he comes.
Bion. No, sir; I say, his horse comes with him on his back.
Bap. Why, that's all one,
Bion. Nay, by saint Jamy, I hold you a penny, A horse and a man is more than one, and yet not
Enter Petruchio and Grumio. Pet. Come, where be these gallants? who is at
home? Bap. You are welcome, sir. • Pet.
And yet I come not well, Bap. And yet you halt not. Tra.
Not so well appareld As I wish you were.
Pet. Were it better I should rush in thus. But where is Kate? where is my lovely bride? How does my father?—Gentles, methinks you frown: And wherefore gaze this goodly company;;
As if they saw some wondrous monument,
Tra. And tell us, what occasion of import Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife, And sent you hither so unlike yourself?
Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear: Sufficeth, I am come to keep my word, Though in some part enforced to digress; Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse As you shall well be satisfied withal. But, where is Kate? I stay too long from her; The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church.
Tra. See not your bride in these unreverent robes; Go to my chamber, put on clothes of mine.
Pet. Not I, believe me; thus I'll visit her.
[Exeunt Petruchio, Grumio, and Biondello. Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad attire: We will persuade him, be it possible, To put on better ere he go to church. Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this.
[Exit. Tra. But, sir, to her love concerneth us to add Her father's liking: Which to bring to pass, As I before imparted to your worship, I am to get a man,-whate'er he be, It skills not much; we'll fit him to our turn,And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa; And make assurance, here in Padua, Of greater sums than I have promised. So shall you quietly enjoy your hope, And marry sweet Bianca with consent.
Luc. Were it not that my fellow schoolmaster
Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into,
Gre. As willingly as e'er I came from school.
Gre. A bridegroom, say you? 'tis a groom, indeed, A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find.
Tra. Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible.
fiend. Tra. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam.
Gre. Tut! she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him. I'll tell
you, sir Lucentio; When the priest Should ask-if Katharine should be his wife, Ay, by gogs-wouns, quoth he; and swore so loud, That, all amaz’d, the priest let fall the book: And, as he stoop'd again to take it up, The mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff, That down fell priest and book, and book and priest; Now take them up, quoth he, if any list.
Tra. What said the wench, when he arose again? Gre. Trembled and shook; for why, he stampd,
As if the vicar meant to cozen him.
Such a mad marriage never was before;
Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Bianca, Baptista,
Hortensio, Grumio, and Train. Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your
pains: I know, you think to dine with me to-day, And have prepar'd great store of wedding cheer; But so it is, my haste doth call me hence, 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
stay. And, honest
I thank you all,
Tra. Let us entreat you stay 'till after dinner.
Let me entreat you.
Let me entreat you.
Are you content to stay? Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay; But yet not stay, entreat me how you can.
Kath. Now, if you love me, stay.
Grumio, my horses.