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good Cambio!-But, gentle sir, [To Tranio ) methinks
cause of your coming ?
That, being a stranger in this city here,
Pet. Bap. What, in my sight? — Bianca, get thee in! That upon knowledge of my parentage,
love? (Exit Bianca. I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo,
10. Los Cath. Will you not suffer me? Nay, pow I sec, And free access and favour as the rest.
Bap. She is your treasure, she must have a husband; And toward the education of your daughters, I must dance bare-foot on her wedding-day,
I here bestow a simple instrument, And, for your love to her, lead apes in heli.
And this small packet of Greek and Latin books:
If you accept them, then their worth is great.
Ex But who comes here?
Bap. A mighty man of Pisa, by report;
You shall go see your pupils presently.
Enter a Servant.
Then you, gentlemen! Sirrah, lead
These are their tutors; bid them use them well.
[Exit Servant, with Hortensio, Lucentio, and
And then to dinner. You are passing welcome,
You knew my father well; and iu him, me,
But And, foran entrance to my entertainment,
Then tell me, --if I get your daughter's love,
What dowry shall I have with her to wife?
for Cunning in music, and the mathematics,
And, in possession, twenty thousand crowns.
Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of
Her widowhood, beit that she survive me,
In all my lands and leases whatsoever.
Let specialties be therefore drawn between us,
Bap: Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd,
That is, - her love; for that is all in all.
I am as peremptory, as she proud-minded;
And where two raging fires meet together,
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 bethy speed!
But he thou arm’d for some unhappy words!
That shake not, though they blow perpetually.
Bap. How now, my friend? why dost thou look so
Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale.
this young scholar, (Presenting Lucentio.] Hor. I think, she'll sooner prove a soldier ;
I did but tell her, she mistook her frets,
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:
And if no 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. Itis my fashion, when I see a crab.
Pet. Then show it me!
Cath. Had I a glass, I would.
Cath. Wellaim'd of such a young one.
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. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go!
And now I find report a very liar;
| Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance, They call me Catharine, that do talk of me.
Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will ;
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,) Pet. O,slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee? Thou must be married to no man bat me: Cath. Ay, for a turtle; as he takes a buzzard. For I am he, am born to tame yon, Kate; Pet. Come, come, you wasp; i’faith, you are too And bring you from a wild cat to'a Kate angry.
Conformable, as other household Kates. Cath. If I be waspish, best beware my sting!
Here comes your father; never make denial, Pet. My remedy is then, to pluck it out.
I must and will have Katharine to my wife. Cath. Ay, if the fool could find it, where it lies.
Re-enter Baptista, Gremio, and Travio.
Signior Petruchio : How speed you with
In his tail.
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Hic Bian. Lac, H Locentic geratelli terat, a Priami,
Pet. How but well, sir? how but well ?
And wheni Bap. Why, how now, daughter Catharine? in your In cypress chests my arras, counterpoints,
You:lecta: dumps ?
Costly apparel, tents, and canopies,
0 0 0% th You have show'd a tender fatherly regard,
Valance of Venice gold in needle-work,
Pewter and brass, and all things that belong
Theo gives That thinks with oaths to face the matter ont. I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail,
And, while Pet. Father, 'tis thus, -yourself and all the world, Sixscore fatoxen standing in my stalls,
Her. Sirr That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her; And all things answerable to this portion.
Biar. W If she be curst, it is for policy: Myself am struck in years, I must confess;
lostrive fo For she's not froward, but modest as the dove; And, if I die to-morrow, this is hers,
lingobre She is not hot, but temperate as the mord;
If, whilst I live, she will be only mine. For patience she will prove a second Grissel;
Tra. That, only, came well in.--Sir, list to me,
I am my father's heir, and only son :
is lecturi Cath.' i'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first.
Within rich Pisa walls, as anyone
Luc. He Pet. Be patieni, gentlemen ; I choose her for myself; Gre. Two thousand ducats by the year, of land! If she and I be pleas'd, what's that to you?
My land amounts not to so much in all: 'Tis bargain’d'twixt us twain, being alone,
That she shall have; besides an argosy, That she shall still be ciúrst in company.
That now is lying in Marseilles 'road:-
What, have i chok'd you with an argosy?
Thau three great argosies; besides tuo galliasses,
And twelve tight gallies: these I will assure her, That in a twink she won me to her love.
And twice as much, whate'er thou oller'st next. 0, you are novices! 'tis a world to see,
Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more ; How tame, when men and women are alone,
And she can have no more than all I have;A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew.- If you like me, she shall have me and mine. Give me thy hand, Kate! I will unto Venice,
İra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the world, To buy apparel’gainst the wedding-day. –
By your firm promise; Gremio is out-vied. Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests!
Bap. I must confess, youroffer is the best; I will bcoure, my Catharine shall be fine.
And, let your father make her the assurance,
If you should die before him, where's her dower?
Bap. Well, gentlemen,
[Lxeunt Petruchio, and Catharina, severally. Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca
And so I take myleave, and thank you both.
11 'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas. Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool, Bap. The gain, I seek, is-quiet in the match. To give thee all, and, in his waning age, Gre. No doubt, but he hath got a quiet catch. Set foot under thy table. Tut! a toy! But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter!- An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy.
H Now is the day, we long have looked for; Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide!
6 I am your neighbour, and was suitor first.
Yet I have faced it with a card often.
'Tis in my head to do my master good. –
And that's a wonder : fathers, commonly,
Do get their children; but, in this case of wooing, Skipper, stand back; 'tis age, that nourisheth. A child shall get a sire,if I fail not of my cunning. Exit.
Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth.
SCENEI.— A room in Baptista's house. That can assure my daughter greatest dower,
Enter Lucentio, Hortensio, and Bianca. Shall have Bianca's love.
Lur. Fiddler, forbear! you grow too forward, sir :
Gre. First, as know, my house within the city Her sister Catharine welcom'd
Hor. But, wrangling pedant, this is
The patroness of heavenly harmony:
Hor. Bian. Ofve! Luc. Bian Simoi Tou no BotHor.
you withal ?
Then give me leave to have prerogative;
D sol re, one cliff, two notes have I;
E la mi, show pity, or I die.
Call you this-gamut? tut! I like it not:
To change true rules for odd inventions.
Enter a Servant.
Serv. Mistress, your father prays you leave your
And help to dress your sister's chamber up;
(Exeunt Bianca and Servant. I am no breeching scholar in the schools;
Luc. 'Faith, mistress, then I have no cause to stay. I'll not be tied to hours, nor’pointed times,
(Exit. But learn my lessons,as I please myself.
Hor. But I have cause to pry into this pedant;
Methinks, he looks as though he were in love: -
To cast thy wand'ring eyes on every stale,
[To Bianca ; Hortensio retires. Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing. '[Exit.
SCENE II.— The same. Before Baptista's house. Luc. Here, madam :
Enter Baptista, Gremio, TRANIO, CATHARINA, Bianca,
LUCextio, and Attendants,
Bap.Signior Lucentio,[To Tranio.]this is the’point-
[Hortensio plays. To give my hand, oppos'd against my heart, O fye! the treble jars.
Unto a mad-brain rudesby, full of spleen, Luc. Spit in the hole, man, and tune again! Who woo'd in haste, and means to wed at leisure. Bian. Now let me see, if I can construeit: Hac ibat I told you, I, he was a frantic fool, Simois, I know you not; Hic est Sigeia tellus, I trust Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour: you not; - Hic steterat Priami, take heed he hear us And, to be noted for a merry man, not ;-regra, presume not;-celsu senis, despair not. He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage, Hor. Madam, 'tis now in tune.
Make friends, invite, yes, and proclaim the banns,
Yet never means to wed, where he hath woo'd.
And say,-Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife,
Tra. Patience, good Catharine, and Baptista too!
Upon my life, Petruchio means but well,
Whatever fortune stays him from his word.
Though he be blunt, I know him passing wise ;
Cath. 'Would Catharine had never seen him though!
(Exit, weeping, followed by Bianca, and others. Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray,
Bap. Go, girl, I cannot blame thee now to weep;
Bion. Master, master! news, old news,and such news,
Bap. Is it new and old too? how may that be?
Bup. Is he come?
Bion. Why, no, sir.
Bap. What then?
Bion. He is coming.
Bap. When will he be here?
Bion. When he stands where I am,and sees you there.
Tra. But, say, what:-To thine old news.
Bion. Why, Petruchio is coming, in a new hat, and
, thrice turned ; Are, to plead Hortensio's passion;
a pair of boots, that have been candle-cases, one buckB mi, Bianca, tıke him for thy lord,
led, another laced ; an old rusty sword ta'en out of the Cfaut, that loves with all affection:
town armoury, with a broken hilt, and chapeless, witla
Gra Cats Low
For Tis Tha
two broken points: his horse hipped with an old "Twere well for Kate, and better for myself.
But so mothy saddle, the stirrups of no kindred: besides, But what a fool am I, to chat with you,
And the possessed with the glanders, and like to mose in the When I should bid good-morrow to my bride, chive; troubled with the lampass, infected with the And scal the title with a lovely kiss?
Pei. fashions, full of windgalls, sped with spavins, raied (Exeunt Petruchio, Grumio, and Biondello. with the yellows, past cure of the fives, stark spoiled Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad attire:
Yogwi with the staggers, begnawn with the bots; swayed in We will persuade him, be it possible, the back, and shoulder-shotten; ne'er-legged before, To put on better, ere he go to church. and with a half-checked bit, and a head-stall of Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this. (Exit. sheep's leather ; which, being restrained to keep him Tra. But, sir, to her love concerneth as to add from stumbling, hath been often burst, and now re- Her father's liking : which to bring to pass,
hoe is paired with kuots; one girt six times pieced, and a As I before imparted to your worship,
forla woman's crupper of velure, which hath two letters for I am to get a man,—whate'er he be,
Tra. her name, fairly set down in studs, and here and there It skills not much; we'll fit him to our turn,
Per. pieced with packthread. And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa ;
Gre, Bap. Who comes with him?
And make assurance, here in Padua, Bion. 0, sir, his lackey, for all the world capari- of greater sums than I have promised.
Cath soned like the horse ; with a linen stock on one leg, and So shall you quietly enjoy your hope,
Pet. a kersey boot-hose on the other, gartered with a red And marry sweet Bianca with consent.
Cath and blue list; an old hat, and The humour of forty Luc. Were it not that my fellow schoolmaster
Pat. fancies pricked in't for a feather : a monster, a very Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly, monster in apparel ; and not like a christian foot-boy, 'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage; or a gentleman's lackey. Which once perform’d, let allthe world sayếno,
Pet. Tra. 'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this fa- I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world. shion;
T:a. That by degrees we mean to look into,
And watch our vantage in this business :
Toa Bion. Who? that Petruchio caine?
All for my master's sake, Lucentio.-
CE Bion. Nay, by Saint Jamy, I hold you a penny, Gre. A bridegroom, say you? 'tis a groom indeed,
Fa A horse and a man is more than one, and yet not many. A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find. Enter PETRUCHIO and Gkumo.
Tru, Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible. Pet. Come, where bethese gallants? who is at home? Gre, Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend.
If Bop. You are welcome, sir.
Tra. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam.
Gre. Tut! she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him.
Go As I wish you were.
Ay, by gog's-wouns, quoth he, and swore so loud, Pet. Were it better I should rush in thus.
BE That, all amaz'd, the priest let fall the book: But where is Kate? where is my lovely bride?- And, as he stoop'd again to take it up, How does my father ?- Gentles, methinks you frown: The mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff, And wherefore gaze this goodly company;
That down fell priest and book, and book and priest; As if they saw some wondrous monument,
Now take them up, quoth he, if any list. Some comet, or unusual prodigy?
Tra. What said the wench, when he arose again? Bap. Why, sir, you know, this is your wedding-day. Gre. Trembled and shook; for why, he stamp'd, and First were we sad, fearing, you would not come;
swore, Now sadder, that you come so unprovided.
As if the vicar meant to cozen him. Fye! doff this habit,'shame to your estate,
But after many ceremonies done, An eye-sore to our solemn festival!
He calls for wine. A health, quoth he; as if Trå. And tell us, what occasion of import
He had been aboard, carousing to his mates Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife,
After a storm; quaff’d off the muscadel,
And threw the sops all in the sexton's face;
But that his beard grew thin and hungerly,
And seem'd to ask him sops, as he was drinking. Which at more leisure I will so excuse,
This done, he took the bride about the neck As you shall well be satisfied withal.
And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smack,
That, at the parting, all the church did echo.
Such a mad marriage never was before.
Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play.
[Music. Bap. But thus, I trust, you will not marry her. Enter PETRUCHIO, Catharina, Blanca, Baptista, HorPet. Good sooth, even thus; therefore have done
TENSIO, GRUMIO, and Train. with words!
Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your To me she's married, not unto my clothes.
pains. Could I repair what she will wear in me,
I know, you think to dine with me to-day, As I can change these poor accoutrements,
And have prepar'd great store of wedding cheer;