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If this be not a lawful canse for me to leave his service, , Pet. I know her father, though I know not her;
, (for aught I see,)two and And therefore let me be thus bold with you,
give you first , Whom, 'would to God, I had well knock'd at first, Unless
you will accompany me thither. Then had not Grumio come by the worst.
Gru.spray you, sir, let him go, while the humonr lasts. Pet. A senseless villain!-Good Hortensio, O’my word, an she knew him as well as I do, she would I bade the rascal knock upon your gate,
think scolding would do little good upon him. She may, And could not get him for my heart to do it.
perhaps,call him half a score knaves, or so: why, that's Gru. Knock at the gate ?_0 heavens !
nothing; an he begin once, he'll railin his rope-tricks. Spake you not these words plain, -- Sirrah, knock me I'll tell you what, sir, au she stand him but a little, here,
he will throw a figure in her face, and so disfigure her
Suitors to her, and rivals in my love: Pet. Such wind as scatters young men through the Supposing it a thing impossible, world,
(For those defects I have before rehears’d,) To seek their fortunes further than at home,
That ever Catharina will be woo'd. Where small experience grows. But, in a few,
Therefore this order hath Baptista ta’en, Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me:
That none shall have access unto Bianca, Antonio, my father, is deceas’d;
Till Catharine the curst have got a husband. And I have thrust myself into this maze,
Gru. Catharine the curst!
A title for a maid, of all titles the worst!
And offer me, disguis’d in sober robes,
Have leave and leisure to make love to her, And very rich :- but thou'rt too much my friend, And, unsuspected, court her by herself. And I'll not wish thee to her.
Enter Gremio; with him Lucentio disguised, with Pet. Signior Hortensio, 'twixt sach friends as we,
books under his arm. Few words suffice: and, therefore, if thou know Gru. Here's no knavery! See, to beguile the old folks, Ouerich enough to be Petruchio's wife,
how the young folks lay their heads together! Master, (As wealth is burthen of my wooing dance)
master, look about you! Who goes there? ha! Be she as foul as was Florentius' love,
Hor. Peace, Grumio! 'tis the rival of my love :-As oldas Sybil, and as curst and shrewd
Petruchio, stand by a while! As Socrates' Xantippe, or a worse,
Gru. A proper stripling, and an amorous! [They retire. She moves me not, or not removes, at least,
Gre, 0, very well; I have perus’d the note. Affection's edge in me; were she as rough
Hark you, sir; I'll have them very fairly bound : As are the swelling Adriatic seas :
All books of love, see that at any hand; I come to wive it wealthily in Padua;
And see you read no other lectures to her: If wealthily, then happily in Padua.
You understand me.-Over and beside
Luc. Whate'er I read to her, I'll plead for you,
As firmly as yourself were still in place:
Yea, and(perhaps) with more successful words With wealth enough, and young, and beauteous; Than you, unless you were a scholar, sir. Brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman:
Gre. O this learning! what a thing it is! Her only fault (and that is faults enough)
Gru. O this woodcock! what an ass itis ! Is, – that she is intolerably curst,
Pet. Peace, sirrah ! And shrewd, and froward; so beyond all measure, Ilor. Grumio, mum!—God save you, signior Gremio! That, were my state far worser than it is,
Gre. And you're well met, signior Hortensio. Trow I would not wed her for a mine of gold.
I promis'd to enquire carefully
On this young man, for learning and behaviour,
Fit for her turn, well read in poetry, Her name is Catharina Minola,
And other books,-good ones, I warrant you. Renown'd in Padua for her scolding tongue.
Hor. 'Tis well: and I have met a gentleman,
Hath promis’d me to help me to another,
Do me this right,-hear me with patience!
Baptista is a noble gentleman,
To whom my father is not all unknown;
And, were his daughter fairer than she is,
And so she shall; Lucentiv shall make one,
Thongh Paris came, in hope to speed alone.
Gre. What! this gentleman willout-talk us all.
Luc. Sir, give him head! I know, he'll prove a jade. Will undertake to woo curst Catharine;
Pet. Hortensio, to what end are all these words?
Hor. Sir, let me be so bold as to ask you,
Did you ever yet see Baptista's daughter?
Tra. No, sir: but hear I do, that he hath two;
As is the other for beauteous modesty:
Gre. Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules ;
And let it be more than Alcides' twelve.
Pet. Sir, understand you this of me, in sooth;
And will not promise her to any man,
Until the elder sister first be wed:
The younger then is free, and not before.
And if you break the ice, and do this feat,
Achieve the elder, set the younger free
Hor. Sir, you say well, and well you do conceive;
And since you do profess to be a suitor,
You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman,
Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack : in sign whereof,
And quaff carouses to our mistress' health,
And do as adversaries do in law :
[.Aside. Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends!
Gru. Bion.O excellent motion! Fellows, let's begone !
Hor. The motion's good, indeed, and be it so !
Hor. I promis’d, we would be contributors,
Enter CATHARINA and BLANCA.
To make a bondinaid and a slave of me!
Unbind my hands, I'll pull them of myself,
Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat;
Or, what you will command me, will I do,
[-4 side. Biun. Believe me, sister, of all the men alive
I never yet beheld that special face
Cath, Minion, thou liest: is't not Hortensio?
I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him.
You will have Gremio to keep you fair.
Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so?
Nay, then you jest; and now I well perceive,
You have but jested with me all this while:
I pr’ythee, sister Kate, untie my hands!
Cath. If that be jest, then all the rest was so.
lishe Whe Bat!
good Cambio!-But, gentle sir, [To Tranio ) methinks Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this in- you walk like a stranger. May I be so bold to know the solence?
cause of your coming?
That, being a stranger in this city here,
Noris your firm resolve unknown to me,
[Flies after Bianca. This liberty is all that I request,
(Exit Bianca. I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo,
I here bestow a simple instrument,
And this small packet of Greek and Latin books:
If you accept them, then their worth is great.
Tra. Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio.
Bap. A mighty man of Pisa, by report; Enter Gremio, with Lucentio in the habit of a mean I know him well: you are very welcome, sir. mun; Petruchio, with Hortensio as a Musician; Take you [To Hor.] the lute, and you [To Luc.] the set and Tranio, with Biondello bearing a lute and of books, books.
You shall go see your pupils presently. Gre. Good-morrow, neighbour Baptista!
Ilolla, within! Bup. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio! God save
Enter a Servant. you, gentlemen!
These are their tutors; bid them use them well.
[Exit Servant, with Hortensio, Lucentio, and Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly.
And then to dinner. You are passing welcome,
And so I pray you all to think yourselves.
Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste,
You knew my father well; and iu him, me,
Which I have better'd rather than decreas'd. And, for an entrance to my entertainment,
Then tell me, -if I get your daughter's love, Ido present you with a man of mine,
What dowry shall I have with her to wife? [Presenting Hortensio.
Bup. After my death, the one half of my lands, Cunning in music, and the mathematics,
And, in possession, twenty thousand crowns. To instruct her fully in those sciences,
Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of Whereof, I know, she is not ignorant.
Her widowhood, beit that she survive me, Accept of him, or else you do me wrong;
In all my lands and leases whatsoever.
Let specialties be therefore drawn between us,
That is, - her love; for that is allin all.
I am as peremptory, as she proud-minded;
And where two raging fires meet together, Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name? They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: Pet. Petruchio is my name, Antonio's son,
Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow outfire and all:
For I am rough, and woo not like a babe.
Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be thy speed ! Baccare! you are marvellous forward.
But be thou arm’d for some unhappy words! Bet. O, pardon me, signior Gremio; I would fain be Pet. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds, doing.
That shake not, though they blow perpetually. Gre. I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your Re-enter Hortensio, with his head broken. wooing.
Bap. How now, my friend? why dost thou look so Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of it. pale? To express the like kindness myself, that have been Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. more kindly beholden to you than any, I freely give Rap.What, will my daughter prove a good musician? you this
young scholar, (Presenting Lucentio.] Hor. I think, she'll sooner prove a soldier ; that hath been long studying at Rheims; as cunning in Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in mu- Bap. Why,then thou canst not break her to the lute? sic and mathematics : his name is Cambio; pray, accept Hor. Why, no; for she hath broke the late to me. his service!
I did but tell her, she mistook her frets, Bap. A thousand thanks, signior Gremio! welcome, And bow'd her hand to teach her fiugering;
When, with a most impatient devilish spirit,
Cath. In his tongue.
Good Kate; I am a gentleman.
Cath. That I'll try.
Cath. So may you lose your arms :
If you strike ine, you are no gentleman ;
And it'nn gentleman, why, then no arms.
Pet. A herald, Kate? 0, put me in thy books !
Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look so
Cath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab.
Pet. Then show it me!
Cath. Hadl a glass, I would.
Cath. Well aim'd of such
young Say, she be mute, and will not speak a word.
Pet. Now, by St George, I am too young for you.
Cath. Yet you are wither’d.
Pet. 'Tis with cares.
Cath. I care not.
Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate:in sooth, you’scape not so.
Cath. Ichafe you, if I tarry; let me go!
And now I find report a very liar;
Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance,
Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will ;
With gentle conference, soft and affable.
Why does the world report, that Kate doth limp? For dainties are all cates : and therefore, Kate, O slanderous world! Kate, like the hazle-twig, Take this of me, Kate of my consolation ;
Is straight and slender; and as brown in hue, Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town,
As hazle nuts, and sweeter, than the kernels. Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, 0, let me see thee walk! thou dost not halt. (Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs,
Cath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command. Myself am mov’d to woo thee for my wife.
Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove,
o, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate; Remove you hence; I knew you at the first,
And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportful! You were a moveable.
Cath. 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 !
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,)
For I am he, am born to tame yon, Kate;
Conformable, as other household Kates.
I must and will have Katharine to my wife.
Re-enter Baptista, GkEnio, and TRANIO.
Signior Petruchio : How speed you with
In his tail.
Pet. How but well, sir? how but well?
My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry: It were impossible, I should speed amiss.
In ivory coilers I have stufl'd my crowns,
Costly apparel, tents, and canopies,
Valance of Venice gold in needle-work,
Pewter and brass, and all things that belong A mad-cap ruffian, and a swearing Jack,
To horse, or house-keeping: then, at my farm, That thinks with oaths to face the matter ont.
I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail,
Myself am struck in years, I must confess;
If, whilst I live, she will be only mine.
Tra. That, only, came wellin.--Sir, list to me,
I am my father's heir, and only son:
I'll leave her houses three or four as good,
Within rich Pisa walls, as anyone
Besides two thousand ducats by the vear,
What, haves pinch'd you, signior Gremio?
My land amounts not to so much in all :
That she shall have; besides an argosy,
That now is lying in Marseilles 'road :-
What, have i chok'd you with an argosy?
Tra. Gremio, 'tis known, my father hath no less
Thau three great argosies; besides tuo galliasses,
And twelve tight gallies: these I will assure her,
And twice as much, whate'er thou ofler'st next.
Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more;
And she can have no more than all I have;-
Ï'ra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the world,
By your firm promise; Gremio is out-vied.
And, let your father make her the assurance,
If you should die before him, where's her dower?
Bap. Well, gentlemen,
(Exeunt Petruchio, and Catharina, severally. Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca
And so I take my leave, and thank you both.
Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool,
Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide!
Yet I have faced it with a card of ten.
'Tis in my head to do my master good.
Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love so dear, as I. Must get a father, callid-suppos’d Vincentio ;
And that's a wonder : fathers, commonly,
Do get their children; bat, in this case of wooing,
that nourisheth. A child shall get a sire,if I fail not of my cunning. Exit.
A CT III
SCENEI.- Aroom in Baptista's house.
Enter Lucextio, Hortensio, and Bianca,
Lu.. Fiddler, forbear! you grow too forward, sir :
Gre. First, as know, my house within the city Her sister Catharine welcom'd you withal ?
Hor. But, wrangling pedant, this is
Hor. Bian. Ofve! Luc. Bian Simon YOQ no not: Hor. Luc. Hor.