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It shall be moon, or star, or what I list,
Or ere I journey to your father's house.
Go on, and fetch our horses back again.

Evermore cross'd and cross'd; nothing but cross d!
Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go.
Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come so far,
And be it moon, or sun, or what you please:
An if you please to call it a rush-candle
Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.
Pet. I say it is the moon.
Pet. Nay, then you lie it is the blessed sun.

I know it is the moon.

Kath. Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed sun :

But sun it is not, when you say it is not;
And the moon changes even as your mind.

What you will have it named, even that it is ;

And so it shall be so for Katharine.

Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won.



Pet. Well, forward, forward! thus the bowl should run, And not unluckily against the bias.

But, soft company is coming here.



[To Vincentio.] Good morrow, gentle mistress: where away?
Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too,
Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?
Such war of white and red within her cheeks!
What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty,
As those two eyes become that heavenly face?
Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee.
Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake.

Hor. A' will make the man mad, to make a woman of him.

Kath. Young budding virgin, fair and fresh and sweet, Whither away, or where is thy abode?

Happy the parents of so fair a child;

Happier the man, whom favourable stars

Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow !

Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad:

This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd,

And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.

Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes,

That have been so bedazzled with the sun

That everything I look on seemeth green :
Now I perceive thou art a reverend father;
Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking.

Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and withal make known


Which way thou travellest: if along with us,
We shall be joyful of thy company.

Vin. Fair sir, and you my merry mistress,

That with your strange encounter much amazed me,
My name is call'd Vincentio; my dwelling Pisa;
And bound I am to Padua ; there to visit

A son of mine, which long I have not seen.
Pet. What is his name?


Lucentio, gentle sir.
Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son.
And now by law, as well as reverend age,
may entitle thee my loving father:
The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,
Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not,
Nor be not grieved: she is of good esteem,
Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
Beside, so qualified as may beseem
The spouse of any noble gentleman.
Let me embrace with old Vincentio,

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And wander we to see thy honest son,

Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.


Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure,

Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest

Upon the company you overtake?

Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is.
Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof;
For our first merriment hath made thee jealous.

[Exeunt all but Hortensio.
Hor. Well, Petruchio, this has put me in heart.
Have to my widow ! and if she be froward,
Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward.



SCENE I. Padua. Before LUCENTIO's house. GREMIO discovered.


Bion. Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready. Luc. I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need thee at home; therefore leave us.

Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your back; and then come back to my master's as soon as I can.

[Exeunt Lucentio, Bianca, and Biondello. Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.

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Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house: My father's bears more toward the market-place; Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir.

Vine. You shall not choose but drink before you go:

I think I shall command your welcome here,
And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward.


[Knocks. Gre. They're busy within; you were best knock louder.

Pedant looks out of the window.

Ped. What's he that knocks as he would beat down the


Vin. Is Signior Lucentio within, sir?

Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal.


Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two,

to make merry withal?

Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself: he shall reed none, so long as I live.

Pet. Nay, I told you your son was well beloved in Padua. Do you hear, sir? To leave frivolous circumstances, I pray you, tell Signior Lucentio that his father is come from Pisa and is here at the door to speak with him. 30

Ped. Thou liest: his father is come from Padua and here looking out at the window

Vin. Art thou his father?

Ped. Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her. Pet. [To Vincentio] Why, how now, gentleman! why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name. Ped. Lay hands on the villain: I believe a' means to cozen somebody in this city under my countenance.



Bion. I have seen them in the church together: God send 'em good shipping! But who is here? mine old master Vincentio now we are undone and brought to nothing. Vin. [Seeing Biondello] Come hither, crack-hemp. Bion. I hope I may choose, sir.

Vin. Come hither, you rogue. What, have you forgot me?


Bion. Forget you! no, sir: I could not forget you, for I never saw you before in all my life.

Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see thy master's father, Vincentio ?

Bion. What, my old worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir see where he looks out of the window.


Vin. Is't so, [Beats Biondello. Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder


Ped. Help, son ! help, Signior Baptista!

[Exit. 61

[Exit from above. Pet. Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside and see the end of this controversy. [They retire. Re-enter Pedant below; TRANIO, BAPTISTA, and Servants

Tra. Sir, what are you that offer to beat my servant? Vin. What am I, sir! nay, what are you, sir? O im mortal gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet ! a velve hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat! O, I am undone I am undone! while I play the good husband at hop my son and my servant spend all at the university.

Tra. How now! what's the matter?

Bap. What, is the man lunatic?

Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your habit, but your words show you a madman. Why, sir, what 'cerns it you if I were pearl and gold? I thank my good father, I am able to maintain it. 79

Vin. Thy father! O villain! he is a sail-maker in Berga


Bap. You mistake, sir, you mistake, sir. Pray, what do you think is his name?

Vin. His name! as if I knew not his name: I have brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is Tranio.

Ped. Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio; and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, Signior Vincentio. 89

Vin. Lucentio! O, he hath murdered his master! Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the duke's name. O, my son, my son! Tell me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio ?

Tra. Call forth an officer.

Enter one with an Officer.

Carry this mad knave to the gaol. Father Baptista, charge you see that he be forthcoming.

Vin. Carry me to the gaol!

Gre. Stay, officer: he shall not go to prison.

Bap. Talk not, Signior Gremio: I say he shall go to prison.


Gre. Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest you be cony-catched in this business: I dare swear this is the right Vincentio. Ped. Swear, if thou darest.

Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it.

Tra. Then thou wert best say that I am not Lucentio. Gre. Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio. Bap. Away with the dotard ! to the gaol with him! Vin. Thus strangers may be haled and abused: O monstrous villain!


Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO and BIANCA. Bion. O! we are spoiled and-yonder he is: deny him, forswear him, or else we are all undone. Luc. [Kneeling] Pardon, sweet father. Vin.

Lives my sweet son? [Exeunt Biondello, Tanio, and Pedant, as fast as

Bian. Pardon, dear father.


may be.

How hast thou offended?

Here's Lucentio,

Where is Lucentio ?


Right son to the right Vincentio ;

That have by marriage made thy daughter mine,

While counterfeit supposes bleau'd thine eyne.

Gre. Here's packing, with a witness, to deceive us all!
Vin. Where is that damined villain Tranio,

That faced and braved me in this matter so?
Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?
Bian. Cambio is changed into Lucentio.

Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love

Made me exchange my state with Tranio,

While he did bear my countenance in the town;

And happily I have arrived at the last

Unto the wished haven of my bliss.

What Tranio did, myself enforced him to;

Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake.


Vin. I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent me

to the gaol.

Bap. But do you hear, sir? have you married my laughter without asking my good will?

Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: but I will in, to be revenged for this villany.

Exit. 140 Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. [Exit. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown. [Exeunt Lucentio and Bianca. Gre. My cake is dough; but I'll in among the rest,

Out of hope of all, but my share of the feast.


Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado. Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will.

Kath. What, in the midst of the street

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