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And then let Kate be chast, and Dian sportful!

Carb. Where did you study all this goodly speech ?
Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit.
Cath. A witty mother, witless else her son.
Pet. Am I not wise?
Cath. Yes; keep you warm.

Pet. Why, fo I mean, sweet Catharine, in thy bed :
And therefore setting all this chat aside,
Thus in plain terms: your father hath consented,
That you shall be my wife ; your dow’ry greed on;
And, will youi, nill you, I will marry you.
Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn,
For by this light, whereby I see thy beauty,
(Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well ;)
Thou must be married to no man but me.
For I am he, am born to tame you, Kate;
And bring you from a wild cat to a Kate,
Conformable as other houshold Kates ;
Here comes your father, never make denial,
I must and will have Catharine to my Wife.

SC Ε Ν Ε V. 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 Catherine, in your

dumps ? Cath. Call you me daughter ? now, I promise you, You've shew'd a tender fatherly regard, To with me wed to one half lunatick; A madcap ruffian, and a fwearing 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 amiss 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 ;
For patience, she will prove a second Grisel;
And Roman Lucrece for her chastity.
And, to conclude, we've greed so well together,
That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.

Cath. 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, Sirs, I chuse her for myself; If she and I be pleas'd, what's that to you 'Tis bargain’d 'twixt us twain, being alone, That she shall fill be curft in company. . I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe How much she loves me ; oh, the kindest Kate !

She hung about my neck, and kiss on kiss * | She vy'd so fast, protesting oath on oath,

That in a twink she won me to her love.
Oh, you are novices ; 'tis a world to fee,
How tame, (when men and women are alone)
A meacock wretch can make the curftest shrew.
Give me thy hand, Kate, I will unto Venice,
To buy apparel ’gainst the wedding-day;
Father, provide the feast, and bid the guests ;
I will be sure, my Catharine shall be fine.

Bap. I know not what to say, but give your hands ; God send you joy, Petruchio ! 'tis a match.

Gre. Tra. Amen, say we; we will be witnesses.

Pet. Father, and wife, and Gentlemen, adieu ;
I will to Venice, Sunday comes apace,
We will have rings and things, and fine array ;
And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o’Sunday.

[Ex. Petruchio, and Catharine severally. kiss on kils

place; we may easily read, She vydd ffat,] I know not that the word vie has any

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Gre. Was ever match clapt up fo fuddenly?

Bap. Faith, gentlemen, I play a merchant's part, And venture madly on a desperate mart.

Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you; 'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas.

Bap. The gain I seek is quiet in the match.

Gre. No doubt, but he hath got a quiet catch:
But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter ;
Now is the day we long have looked for :
I am your neighbour, and was suitor first.

Tra. And I am one, that love Bianca more
Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess.

Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love so dear as I,
Tra. Grey-beard ! thy love doth freeze.

Gre. But thine doth fry.'
Skipper, stand back ; 'tis


that nourisheth. Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth. Bap. Content you, Gentlemen, I will compound this


'Tis deeds must win the prize ; and he, of both,
That can assure my daughter greatest dower,
Shall have Bianca's love.
Say, Signior Gremio, what can you affure her?
- Gre. First, as you know, my house within the city
Is richly furnished with plate and gold,
Basons and ewers to lave her dainty hands :
My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry;

1 Old Gremio's notions are
confirmed by Shaduell.
The fire of love in youthful blod,
Like what is kindled in brujk-

But for a moment burns
But when crept into aged veins,
It flowly burns, and long remains,

It glows, and with a fullen

(beat, Like fire in logs, it burns, and

[warms us long ; And though the flame be not

[lo great Yet is the heat as forong,


In ivory coffers I have stuft my crowns ;
In cypress chests my arras, counterpoints,
Costly apparel, tents and canopies,
Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl ;
Valance of Venice gold in needle-work ;
Pewter and brass, and all things that belong
To house, or house-keeping : then, at my farm,
I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail,
Sixscore fat oxen standing in my stalls ;
And all things answerable to this portion.
Myself am struck in years, I must confess,
And if I die to morrow, this is hers;
If, whilst I live, she will be only mine.

Tra. That only came well in -Sir, list to me;
I am my father's heir, and only fon ;
If I may have your daughter to my wife,
I'll leave her houses three or four as good,
Within rich Pifa walls, as any one
Old Signior Gremio has in Padua ;
Besides two thousand ducats by the year
Of fruitful land; all which shall be her jointure.
What, have I pinch'd you, Signior Gremio ?

Gre. Two thousand ducats by the year of land ! ? My land amounts but to so much in all : That she shall have, besides an Argose

· Gre. Two thousand ducats by negative in the second line salves the year of land!

the absurdity, and sets the palMy land amounts not to so much fage right. Gremio and Tranio in all:

are vyeing in their offers to carry That she fall have, and -] Bionca : The latter boldly proTho' all the copies concur in this poses to settle land to the amount reading, furely, if we examine of two thousand ducats per anthe reasoning, something will be num. My whole estate, says the found wrong. Gremio is startled other, in land, amounts but to at the high settlement Tranio that value ; yet the shall have proposes ; lays, his whole estate that : I'll endow her with the in land can't match it, yet he'll whole; and consign a rich vessel settle so much a year upon her, to her use, over and above. Thus &c. This is playing at cross- all is intelligible, and he goes on purposes. The change of the to outbid his sival. WARBURT.


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That now is lying in Marseilles's road.
What, have I choakt you with an Argofie ?

Tra. Gremio, 'cis known, my father hath no less
Than three great Argofies, besides two galliasses
And twelve tight gallies; these I will assure her,
And twice as much, what e'er thou offer'st next.

Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all; I have no more ;
And she can have no more than all I have ;
If you like me, she shall have me and mine.

Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the world, By your firm promise ; Gremio is out-vied.

Bap. I must confess, your offer is the best
And let your father make her the assurance,
She is your own, else you must pardon me :
If you should die before him, where's her dower ?

Tra. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young.
Gre. And may not young men die, as well as old ?

Bap. Well, gentlemen, then I am thus resolv'd:
On Sunday next, you know,
My daughter Catharine is to be married :
Now on the Sunday following shall Bianca
Be bride to you, if you make this assurance ;
If not, to Signior Gremio :
And so I take my leave, and thank you both. [Exit.

Gre. Adieu, good neighbour.—Now I fear thee not: Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool To give thee all ; and in his waining age Set foot under thy table: tut! a toy! An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy. [Exit.

Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide! Yet I have fac'd it with a card of ten :

'Tis 3 Yet I have fai'd it with a And so our

face him with a card card of ten :) That is,

of ten. with the higheft card, in the old And Ben Johnson in his Sad Shepfimple games of our ancestors. herd, So that this became a proverbial

a Hart of ten expression. So Skelton,

I trow he besFyrfte pycke a quarrel, and fall i. e, an extraordinary good one. out with him then,




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