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But, sirrah, not for my sake, but your master's, Spake you not these words plain, "Sirrah, knock I advise
me here, You use your manners discreetly in all kind of Rap me here, knock me well, and knock me companies :
soundly?' When I am alone, why, then I am Tranio ; And come you now with “knocking at the gate'? But in all places else your master Lucentio. Pet. Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I advise you.
Luc. Tranio, let's go. One thing more rests, Hor. Petruchio, patience; I am Grumio's that thyself execute, to make one among these pledge. wooers : if thou ask me why, sufficeth my reasons Why, this 's a heavy chance 'twixt him and you, are both good and weighty.
Eceunt. 250 Your ancient, trusty, pleasant servant Grumio.
And tell me now, sweet friend, what happy gale The Presenters above speak.
Blows you to Padua here from old Verona ? First Serv. My lord, you nod; you do not mind Pet. Such wind as scatters young men through
the world Sly. Yes, by Saint Anne, do I. A good matter, To seek their fortunes further than at home, surely : comes there any more of it?
Where small experience grows.
But in a few, Page. My lord, 'tis but begun.
Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me: Sly. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam! Antonio, my father, is deceas'd, lady: would 'twere done! They sit and mark. And I have thrust myself into this maze,
Haply to wive and thrive as best I may. SCENE II.-- The Same. Before HORTENSIO'S
Crowns in my purse I have and goods at home,
And so am come abroad to see the world.
Hor. Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to
And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favour'd wife ? Pét. Verona, for a while I take my leave,
Thou’dst thank me but a little for my counsel ; To see my friends in Padua ; but of all
And yet I 'll promise thee she shall be rich, My best beloved and approved friend,
And very rich : but thou’rt too much my friend, Hortensio; and I trow this is his house.
And I'll not wish thee to her. Here, sirrah Grumio ; knock, I say.
Pet. Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as Gru, Knock, sir! whom should I knock? is there any man has rebused your worship? Few words suffice; and therefore, if thou know Pet. Villain, I say, knock me here soundly.
One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife, Gru. Knock you here, sir ! why, sir, what am As wealth is burthen of my wooing dance, I, sir, that I should knock you here, sir?
10 Be she as foul as was Florentius' love, Pet. Villain, I say, knock me at this gate ; As old as Sibyl, and as curst and shrewd And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate. As Socrates' Xanthippe, or a worse, Gru. My master is grown quarrelsome. She moves me not, or not removes, at least, should knock you first,
Affection's edge in me, were she as rough And then I know after who comes by the worst.
As are the swelling Adriatic seas: Pet. Will it not be ?
I come to wive it wealthily in Padua ; Faith, sirrah, an you'll not kuock, I'll ring it :
If wealthily, then happily in Padua. I'll try how you can sol fa, and sing it. He wrings Grumio by the cars. his mind is : whý, give him gold enough and
Gru. Nay, look you, sir, he tells you flatly what Gru. Help, masters, help ! my master is mad. marry him to a puppet or an aglet-baby; or an Pet. Now, knock when I bid you, sirrah villain ! old trot with ne'er a tooth in her head, though Enter HORTENSIO.
she have as many diseases as two-and-fifty
horses: why, nothing comes amiss, so money Hor. How now! what's the matter? My old comes withal. friend Grumio, and my good friend Petruchio ! Hor. Petruchio, since we are stepp'd thus farin, How do you all at Verona ?
22 I will continue that I broach'd in jest. Pet. Signior Hortensio, come you to part the I can, Petruchio, help thee to a wife fray?
With wealth enough, and young, and beauteous, Con tutto il cuore ben trovato, may I say.
Brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman: Hor. Alla nostra casa ben venuto; molto honorato Her only fault, and that is faults enough, signor mio Petruchio.
Is, that she is intolerable curst Rise, Grumio, rise: we will compound this quarrel. And shrewd and froward, so beyond all measure.
Gru. Nay, 'tis no matter, sir, what he 'leges That, were my state far worser than it is, in Latin. If this be not a lawful cause for me I would not wed her for a mine of gold. to leave his service, look you, sir, he bid me Pet. Hortensio, peace! thou know st not gold's knock him and rap him soundly, sir : well, was effect. it fit for a servant to use his master so; being Tell me her father's name, and 'tis enough ; perhaps, for aught I see, two-and-thirty, a pip For I will board her, though she chide as loud out ?
As thunder when the clouds in autumn crack. Whom would to God I had well knock'd at first, Hor. Her father is Baptista Minola, Then had not Grumio come by the worst. An affable and courteous gentleman;
Pet. A senseless villain! Good Hortensio, Her name is Katharina Minola, I bade the rascal knock upon your gate,
Renown'd in Padua for her scolding tongue. And could not get him for my heart to do it. Pet. I know her father, though I know not her;
Gru. Knock at the gate! O heavens ! 40 : And he knew my deceased father well.
I will not sleep, Hortensio, till I see her; Whither I am going? To Baptista Minola.
About a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca ;
And, by good fortune, I have lighted well Gru. I pray you, sir, let him go while the On this young man ; for learning and behaviour humour lasts. O' my word, an she knew him as Fit for her turn; well read in poetry well as I do, she would think scolding would do And other books, good ones, I warrant ye. little good upon him. She may perhaps call him Hor. 'Tis well: and I have met a gentleman half a score knaves or so; why, that's nothing : Hath promis'd me to help me to another, an he begin once, he'll rail on his rope-tricks. A fine musician to instruct our mistress : I'll tell you what, sir, an she stand him but a So shall I no whit be behind in duty little, he will throw a figure in her face, and so To fair Bianca, so belov'd of me. disfigure her with it, that she shall have no more Gre. Belov'd of me, and that my deeds shall eyes to see witbal than a cat. You know him
prove. not, sir.
Gru. And that his bags shall prove. Hor. Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee, Hor. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our love: For in Baptista's keep my treasure is : 120 Listen to me, and if you speak me fair, He hath the jewel of my life in hold,
I'll tell you news indifferent good for either. His youngest daughter, beautiful Bianca, Here is a gentleman whom by chance I met, And her withholds from me and other more, Upon agreement from us to his liking, Suitors to her and rivals in my love ;
Will undertake to woo curst Katharine ; Supposing it a thing impossible,
Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. For those defects I have before rehears'd,
Gre. So said, so done, is well. That ever Katharina will be woo'd :
Hortensio, have you told him all her faults ? 190 Therefore this order hath Baptista ta'en,
Pet. I know she is an irksome, brawling scold: That none shall have access unto Bianca, If that be all, masters, I hear no harm. Till Katharine the curst have got a husband. 130 Gre. No, say'st me so, friend? What countryGru. Katharine the curst!
man? A title for a maid of all titles the worst.
Pet. Born in Verona, old Antonio's son : Hor. Now shall my friend Petruchio do me My father dead, my fortune lives for me ; grace,
And I do hope good days and long to see. And offer me, disguis'd in sober robes,
Gre. O! sir, such a life, with such a wife, To old Baptista as a schoolmaster
were strange ; Well seen in music, to instruct Bianca;
But if you have a stomach, to't i’ God's name: That so I may, by this device, at least
You shall have me assisting you in all.
Will I live? Gru. Here's no knavery! See, to beguile the Gru. Will he woo her? ay, or I'll hang her. old folks, how the young folks lay their heads Pet. Why came I hither but to that intent? together!
142 Think you a little din can daunt mine ears?
Have I not in my time heard lions roar ? Enter GREMIO, and LUCENTIo disguised, with
Have I not heard the sea, puff’d up with winds, Looks under his arm.
Rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat ? Master, master, look about you : who goes there, Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, ha ?
And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies? Hor. Peace, Grumio! 'tis the rival of my love. Have I not in a pitched battle heard Petruchio, stand by a while.
Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' Gru. A proper stripling, and an amorous !
clang? Gre. O! very well; I have perus'd the note. And do you tell me of a woman's tongue, Hark you, sir ; I'll have them very fairly bound : ; That gives not half so great a blow to hear All books of love, see that at any hand,
As will a chestnut in a farmer's fire ? And see you read no other lectures to her. Tush, tush ! fear boys with bugs. You understand me. Over and beside
For he fears none. Signior Baptista's liberality,
Gre. Hortensio, hark. I'll mend it with a largess. Take your papers too, This gentleman is happily arriv'd, And let me have them very well perfum'd ; My mind presumes, for his own good and ours. For she is sweeter than perfume itself,
Hor. I promis'd we would be contributors, To whom they go to. What will you read to her ? And bear his charge of wooing, whatsoe'er.
Luc. Whate'er I read to her, I 'll plead for you, Gre. And so we will, provided that he win her. As for my patron, stand you so assur'd,
Gru. I would I were as sure of a good dinner. As firmly as yourself were still in place; Yea, and perhaps with more successful words
Enter TRANIO, bravely apparelled ; and
BIONDELLO. Than you, unless you were a scholar, sir.
Gre. O! this learning, what a thing it is. Tra. Gentlemen, God save you! If I may be Gru. O! this woodcock, what an ass it is.
bold, Pet. Peace, sirrah !
Tell me, I beseech you, which is the readiest way Hor. Grumio, mum! God save you, Signior To the house of Signior Baptista Minola ? Gremio!
Gre. He that has the two fair daughters: is 't Gre. And you 're well met, Signior Hortensio. he you mean?
Tra. Even he, Biondello !
you to do?
Gre. Hark you, sir : you mean not her to-
SCENE I.-Padua A Room in BAPTISTA'S
House. pray. Tra. I love no chiders, sir. Biondello, let's
Enter KATHARINA and BIANCA. away.
Bian. Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong Luc. Aside. Well begun, Tranio. Hor. Sir, a word ere you go :
yourself, Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea That I disdain : but for these other gawds,
To make a bondmaid and a slave of me; or no ? Tra. And if I be, sir, is it any offence ?
Unbind my hands, I 'll pull them off myself, Gre. No; if without more words you will get Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat;
Or what you will command me will I do, Tra. Why, sir, I pray, are not the streets as free So well I know my duty to my elders. For me as for you?
Kath. Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell Gre. But so is not she.
Whom thou lov'st best: see thou dissemble not. Tra. For what reason, I beseech you ?
Bian. Believe me, sister, of all the men alive Gre. For this reason, if you 'll know,
I never yet beheld that special face That she's the choice love of Signior Gremio.
Which I could fancy more than any other. Hor. Thatshe's thechosen of Signior Hortensio.
Kath. Minion, thou liest. Is 't not Hortensio? Tra. Softly, my masters ! if you be gentlemen,
Bian. If you affect him, sister, here I swear Do me this right; hear me with patience.
I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him. Baptista is a noble gentleman,
Kath. O! then, belike, you fancy riches more: To whom my father is not all unknown ;
You will have Gremio to keep you fair. And were his daughter fairer than she is,
Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so! She may more suitors have, and me for one.
Nay then you jest ; and now I well perceive Fair Leda's daughter had a thousand wooers ;
You have but jested with me all this while : 39 Then well one more may fair Bianca have,
I prithee, sister Kate, untie my hands. And so she shall ; Lucentio shall make one,
Kath. If that be jest, then all the rest was so.
Strikes her. Though Paris came in hope to speed alone. Gre. What ! this gentleman will out-talk us
Enter BAPTISTA. all. Luc. Sir, give him head : I know he'll prove
Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows a jade.
this insolence ? Pet. Hortensio, to what end are all these words? Bianca, stand aside. Poor girl ! she weeps. Hor. Sir, let me be so bold as ask you,
Go ply thy needle ; meddle not with her. Did you yet ever see Baptista's daughter ?
For shame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit, Tra. No, sir ; but hear I do that he hath two, Why dost thon wrong her that did ne'er wrong The one as famous for a scolding tongue
thee? As is the other for beauteous modesty.
When did she cross thee with a bitter word? Pet. Sir, sir, the first 's for me ; let her go by.
Kath. Her silence flouts me, and I'll be reveng'd. Gre. Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules,
Flies after BIANCA. And let it be more than Alcides' twelve.
Bap, What! in my sight ? Bianca, get thee in. Pet. Sir, understand you this of me in sooth :
Erit BIANCA, The youngest daughter, whom you hearken for,
Kath. What! will you not suffer me? Nay, Her father keeps from all access of suitors,
now I see And will not promise her to any man
She is your treasure, she must have a husband; Until the elder sister first be wed;
I must dance barefoot on her wedding-day, The younger then is free, and not before. And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell. Tra. If it be so, sir, that you are the man
Talk not to me: I will go sit and weep
But who comes here ! For our access, whose hap shall be to have her
Enter GREMIO, with LUCENTIO in the habit of a Will not so graceless be to be ingrate. Hor. Sir, you say well, and well you do conceive;
mean man ; PETRUCHIO, with HORTENSIO as And since you do profess to be a suitor,
a musician; and TRANIO, with BIONDELLO You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman,
bearing a lute and books. To whom we all rest generally beholding, Gre. Good morrow, neighbour Baptista.
Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack : in sign whereof, Bap. Good morrow, neighbour Gremio. God Please ye we may contrive this afternoon,
save you, gentlemen ! And quaff carouses to our mistress' health, Pet. And you, good sir. Pray, have you not And do as adversaries do in law,
a daughter Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends, Call'd Katharina, fair and virtuons ? Gru., Bion. O excellent motion ! Fellows, Bap. I have a daughter, sir, call’d Katharina.
Gre. You are too blunt: go to it orderly.
let's be gone.
That, hearing of her beauty and her wit, To my two daughters, and then tell them both Her affability and bashful modesty,
These are their tutors : bid them use them well. Her wondrous qualities and mild behaviour,
Exit Servant, with HORTENSIO, LUCENTIO, Am bold to show myself a forward guest
and BIONDELLO. Within your house, to make mine eye the witness We will go walk a little in the orchard, Of that report which I so oft have heard. And then to dinner. You are passing welcome, And, for an entrance to my entertainment, And so I pray you all to think yourselves. I do present you with a man of mine,
Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh Presenting HORTENSIO. haste, Cunning in music and the mathematics, And every day I cannot come to woo. To instruct her fully in those sciences,
You knew my father well, and in him me, Whereof I know she is not ignorant.
Left solely heir to all his lands and goods, Accept of him, or else you do me wrong :
Which I have better'd rather than decreas'd : His name is Licio, born in Mantua.
Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love, Bap. You're welcome, sir; and he, for your What dowry shall I have with her to wife? good sake.
Bup. After my death the one half of my lands, But for my daughter Katharine, this I know, And in possession twenty thousand crowns. She is not for your turn, the more my grief. Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of
Pet. I see you do not mean to part with her, Her widowhood, be it that she survive me, Or else you like not of my company.
In all my lands and leases whatsoever. Bap. Mistake me not; I speak but as I find. Let specialties be therefore drawn between us, Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name? That covenants may be kept on either hand.
Pet. Petruchio is my name ; Antonio's son ; Bap. Ay, when the special thing is wellobtain'd, A man well known throughout all Italy.
That is, her love ; for that is all in all. Bap. I know him well : you are welcome for Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father, his sake.
I am as peremptory as she proud-minded ; Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, 70 And where two raging fires meet together Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too. They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: Backare ! you are marvellous forward.
Though little fire grows great with little wind, Pet. O! pardon me, Signior Gremio ; I would Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all; fain be doing
So I to her and so she yields to me; Gre. I doubt it not, sir ; but you will curse For I am rough and woo not like a babe. your wooing.
Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure thy speed ! of it. To express the like kindness, myself, that But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words. have been more kindly beholding to you than Pet. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for any, freely give unto you this young scholar, winds,
Presenting LUCENTIO. That shake not, though they blow perpetually. that hath been long studying at Rheims; as canning in Greek, Latin, and other languages,
Re-enter HORTENSIO, with his head broke. as the other in music and mathematics. His Bap. How now, my friend! why dost thou name is Cambio ; pray accept his service.
look so pale ? Bap. A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio : Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. welcome, good Cambio. To TRANIO. But, gentle Bap. What, will my daughter prove a good sir, methinks you walk like a stranger : may I be musician? so bold to know the cause of your coming ? Hor. I think she'll sooner prove a soldier :
Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own, Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. That, being a stranger in this city here,
Bap. Why, then thou canst not break her to Do make myself a suitor to your daughter,
the lute? Into Bianca, fair and virtuous.
Hor. Why, no; for she hath broke the lute to me. Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me,
I did but tell her she mistook her frets, In the preferment of the eldest sister.
And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering ; This liberty is all that I request,
When, with a most impatient devilish spirit, 150 That, upon knowledge of my parentage, * Frets call you these ?' quoth she; I'll fume I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo, with them :' And free access and favour as the rest :
And with that word she struck me on the head, And, toward the education of your daughters, And through the instrument my pate made way; I here bestow a simple instrument,
And there I stood amazed for a while, And this small packet of Greek and Latin books: As on a pillory, looking through the lute; If you accept them, then their worth is great. 100 While she did call me rascal fiddler,
Bap. Lucentio is your name? of whence, I pray? And twangling Jack; with twenty such vile Tra. Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio.
terms, Bap. A mighty man of Pisa ; by report
As had she studied to misuse me so. I know him well: you are very welcome, sir. Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench! Take you the lute, and you the set of books; I love her ten times more than e'er I did : You shall go see your pupils presently.
O! how I long to have some chat with her. Holla, within !
Bap. Well, go with me, and be not so dis
comfited: Enter a Servant.
Proceed in practice with my younger daughter ; Sirrah, lead these gentlemen She's apt to learn, and thankful for good turns.
Signior Petruchio, will you go with us,
That I'll try. Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you?
Striking him. Pet. I pray you do ; I will attend her here, Pet. I swear I'll cuff you if you strike again. Exeunt BAPTISTA, GREMIO, TRANIO, Kath. So may you lose your arms :
and HORTENSIO. If you strike me, you are no gentleman ; And woo her with some spirit when she comes. And if no gentleman, why then no arms. Say that she rail ; why then I'll tell her plain Pet. A herald, Kate? O ! put ine in thy books. She sings as sweetly as a nightingale:
Kath. What is your crest ? a coxcomb? Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as clear Pet. A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen. As morning roses newly wash'd with dew:
Kath. No cock of mine ; you crow too like a Say she be mute and will not speak a word ; Then I'll commend her volubility,
Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not And say she uttereth piercing eloquence:
look so sour. If she do bid me pack; I'll give her thanks, Kath. It is my fashion when I see a crab. As though she bid me stay by her a week: Pet. Why, here's no crab, and therefore look If she deny to wed ; I'll crave the day
not sour. When I shall ask the banns, and when be Kath. There is, there is. married.
Pet. Then show it me. But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak. Kath.
Had I a glass, I would.
Pet. What, you mean my face?
Kath. Well aim'd of such a young one.
Kath. Yet you are wither'd. They call me Katharine that do talk of me.
'Tis with cares. Pet. You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kath.
I care not. Kate,
Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth you 'scape And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst; not so. But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom ; Kath. I chafe you if I tarry : let me go. Kate of Kate-Hall, my super-dainty Kate, Pet. No, not a whit: I find you pas:ing gentle. For dainties are all cates : and therefore, Kate, | 'Twas told me you were rough and coy and sullen, Take this of me, Kate of my consolation; And now I find report a very liar; Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town, 190 For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courThy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, teous, Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs,
But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time Myself am mov'd to woo thee for my wife.
flowers. Kath. Mov’d! in good time : let him that Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look ask
mov'd you hither Remove you hence. I knew you at the first, Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will ; You were a moveable.
Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk ; Pet.
Why, what's a moveable? But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers, Kath. A joint-stool.
With gentle conference, soft and a flable. Pet. Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me. Why does the world report that Kate doth limp? Kath. Asses are made to bear, and so are you. O slanderous world! Kate, like the hazel-twig, Pet. Women are made to bear, and so are you. Is straight and slender, and as brown in hue Kath. No such jade as bear you, if me you mean. As hazel-nuts, and sweeter than the kernels.
Pet. Alas! good Kate, I will not burden thee; 0! let me see thee walk : thou dost not halt. For, knowing thee to be but young and light, - Kath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st com
Kath. Too light for such a swain as you to catch, mand. And yet as heavy as my weight should be.
Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove Pet. Should be! should buzz.
As Kate this chamber with her princely gait ? Kath.
Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. O! be thou Dian, and let her be Kate, Pet. O slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportful. take thee?
Kath. Where did you study all this goodly Kath. Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard. speech ? Pet. Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit.
kath. A witty mother! witless else her son. Kath. If I be waspish, best beware my sting. Pet. Am I not wise ! Pet. My remedy is then, to pluck it out.
Yes; keep you warm. Kath. Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies. Pet. Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharine, in Pet. Who knows not where a wasp does wear thy bed. his sting?
And therefore, setting all this chat aside, In his tail.
Thus in plain terms: your father hath consented kath. In his tongue.
That you shall be my wife; your dowry 'greed on; Pet.
Whose tongue ? And, will you, nill you, I will marry you. Kath. Yours, if you talk of tails ; and so fare. Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn; well.
For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, Pet. What ! with my tongue in your tail ? nay, Thy beauty that doth make me like thee well, come again :
Thou must be married to no man but me: Good Kate, I am a gentleman.
For I am he am born to tame you, Kate,