Bianca. Go

SCENE I.

Pet. You wrong me, signior Gremio; give me

leave.-
Baptista's House in Padua.

I am a gentleman of Verona, fir,
Enter Katharina and Bianca.

That-hearing of her beauty, and her wit,
OOD fister, wrong me not, nor 5 Her affability, and bashful modesty,
wrong yourself,

Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour, To make a bondmaid and a Nave of me;

Am bold to show myself a forward guest That I disdain : but for these other gawds,

Within your house, to make mine eye che witness Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself, Of that report which I fo oft have heard. Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat;

10 And, for an entrance to my entertainment, Or, what you will command me will I do,

[Presenting Horter fia. So well I know my duty to my elders.

I do present you with a man of mine,
Karb. Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell Cunning in mufick, and the mathematicks,
Whom thou lov'st best: see thou diffemble not. To instruct her fully in those sciences,

Bian. Believe me, lifter, of all the men alive, 15 Whereof, I know, she is not ignorant:
I never yet beheld that special face

Accept of him, or else you do me wrong ; Which I could fancy more than any other. His name is Licio, born in Mantua.

Katb. Minion, thou ly'st; Is't not Hortenfio? Bap. You're welcome, fir; and he, for your Bian. If you affect him, fifter, here I swear,

good fake : I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him. 120 But for my daughter Katharine, this I know,

Katb. Oh then, belike, you fancy riches more: She is not for your turn, the more my grief. You will have Gremio to keep you fair.

Pet. I fee, you do not mean to part with her; Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so?

Or else you like not of my company. Nay, then you jeft; and now I well perceive, Bap. Mistake me not, I speak but as I find. You have but jested with me all this while : 125 Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name? I pr’ythee, sister Kate, untie my hands.

Pet. Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son, Karb. If that be jest, then all the rest was fo. A man well known throughout al} Italy. [fake.

[Strikes ber.

Bap. I know him well: you are welcome for his Enter Baptifa.

Gr.. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows|30 Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too : this infolence?

Baccare 2 ! you are marvellous forward. Bianca, stand aside ;-poor girl! The weeps :

Pe. Oh, pardon me, fignior Gremio; I would Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her.,

fain be doingi For shame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit, Gre. I doubt it not, fir; but you will curse your Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee: 35 wooing.-When did the cross thee with a bitter word? Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure Karb. Her filence flouts me, and I'll be reveng'd. of it. To express the like kindness myself, that

[Flies after Bianca. have been more kindly beholding to you than any, Bap. What, in my fight ? --Bianca, get thee in. free leave give to this young scholar, that hath been

[Exit Bianca. 40 long studying at Rheims; (presenting Lucentis.] as Katk. Will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see, cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the She is your treasure, she must have a husband; Jother in musick and mathematicks : his name is I must dance bare-foot on her wedding-day, Cambio; pray, accept his service. And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell.

Bap. A thoufand thanks, signior Gremio : welTalk not to me; I will go fit and weep, 45 come, good Cambio.--But, gentle fir, methink3, 'Till I can find occasion of revenge.

[Exit Kath.

you walk like a stranger; [to Tranio.] May I be Bap. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I? so bold to know the cause of your coming ? But who comes here?

Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own: Enter Gremio, Lucertio in the babit of a menn man; That, being a stranger in this city here,

Petruchio with Hortenfio, like a musician; Tranio, 50 Do make myself a suitor to your daughter,
and Biondello bearing a lute and books.

Unto Bianca, fair, and virtuous.
Gre. Good-morrow, neighbour Baptista. Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me,

Bap. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio: God In the preferment of the elder fister : save you, gentlemen!

[daughter This liberty is all that I request, Pet. And you, good fir! Pray, have you not a 55 That, upon knowledge of my parentage, Callid Katharina, fair, and virtuous ?

I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woor pri Bap. I have a daughter, sir, callid Katharina. And free access and favour as the rest. 3. P. Gre. You are too blunt; go to it orderly. JAnd, toward the education of your daughtersy all ev Hilding, or kinderling, means a losu wretch. 2. An old proverbial word.

I here

fited:

I here bestow a simple instrument,

And through the instrument my pate made way;
And this small packet of Greek and Latin books: And there I stood amazed for a while,
If you accept them, then their worth is great. As on a pillory, looking through the lute :

Bap. Lucentio is your name? of whence, I pray? While he did call me rascal fidler, [terms,
Tra. Of Pisa, fir; son to Vincentio.

5 Andm-cwangling Jack; with twenty such vile Bap. A mighty man of Pisa; by report

As The had studied to misuse me fo.
I know him well: you are very welcome, firm Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench;
Take you the lute, and you the set of books,

love her ten times more than e'er I did:
[To Hortenfio and Lucentic. Oh, how I long to have some chat with her!
You shall go see your pupils presently.

Bap. Well, go with me, and be not so discom-
Holla, within !
Enter a Servant.

Proceed in practice with my younger daughter;
Sirrah, lead

[both, She's apt to learn, and thankful for good turns.com These gentlemen to my daughters; and tell them Signior Petruchio, will you go with us; These are their tutors; bid them use them well. 15 Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you?

(Exit Servant with Hortensia and Lucentio. Pet. I pray you do; I will attend her here, We will go walk a little in the orchard,

[Exit Baptista with Gremia, Hortenfic, and Tranio. And then to dinner : You are passing welcome, And woo her with some spirit when the comes. And so I pray you all to think yourselves.

Say, that she rail; why then I'll tell her plain,
Pet. Signior Baptista, my business askech hafte, 20 She fings as sweetly as a nightingale :
And every day I cannot come to woo.

Say, that the frown; I'll say, the looks as clear
You knew my father well; and in him, me, As morning roses newly wash'd with dew:
Lest solely heir to all his lands and goods,

Say, she be mute, and will not speak a word;
Which I have better'd rather than decreas'd : Then I'll commend her volubility,
Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love, 25 And say--the uttereth piercing eloquence: ,
What dowry shall I have with her to wife? If he do bid me pack, I'll give her thanks,

Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands; As though the bid me stay by her a week:
And, in poffeffion, twenty thousand crowns. If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day [ried:

Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of When I shall ask the banns, and when be mar.
Her widowhood, be it that the survive me 30 But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak.
In all my lands and leares whatsoever :

Enter Katharine.
Let specialties be therefore drawn between us, Good-morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear.
That covenants may be kept on either hand.

Karb. Well, have you heard, but something hard
Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well obtained,

of hearing;
That is,her love; for that is all in all.

35 They call me Katharine, that do talk of me.
Pet. Why that is nothing; for I tell you, father, Pet. You lye, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate,
I am as peremptory as she proud-minded; And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curft;
And where two raging fires meet together, But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom,
They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: Kate of Kate-hall, my super-dainty Kate,
Though little fire grows great with little wind, 140 For dainties are all cates : and therefore, Kate,
Yet extreme gusts vill blow out fire and all : Take this of me, Kate of my consolation ;
So I to her, and so the yields to me;

Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town,
For I am rough, and woo not like a babe. (speed! Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded,

Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be thy |(Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs)
But be thou arm’d for some unhappy words. 45 Myself am mov'd to woo thee for my wife.

Pet. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds, Kaib. Mov'd! in good time: let him that mov'd
That shake not, though they blow perpetually.

you hither,
Re-enter Hortension wirb his bead broke. Remove you hence: I knew you at the first,
Bap. How now, my friend? why dost thou You were a moveable.
look so pale ?

50 Pet. Why, what's a moveable?
Her. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale.

Kath. A joint-stool.
Bap. What, will my daughter prove a good

Pes. Thou hast hit it: come, fit on me.
musician

Kath. Affes are made to bear, and so are you.
Her. I think, The'll sooner prove a soldier;

Per. Women are made to bear, and so are you.
Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. (lute ? 55 Kath. No such jade, fir, as you, if me you mean.

Bap. Why, then thou canst not break her to the Pet. Alas, good Kate! I will not burden thee :

Hor. Why, no; for she hath broke the lute to me. For knowing thee to be but young and light,--
I did but tell her, she mistook her frets',

Katba Too light for such a swain as you to
And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering ; And yet as heavy as my weight should be. (catch;
When, with a most impatient devilish spirit,

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Pet. Should be? should buz.
“ Frets, call you these?” quoth the ; “ l'l fume Kath. Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. (thee?
" with them :"

Per. Oh, now-wing'd turtle ! Malla buzzard take
And, with that word, the struck me on the head, Kaib. Ay, for a turtle; as he takes a buzzard.
A fret is that stop of a musical instrument which causes or regulates the vibration of the string.

Pela

S 3

[ro four.

Pa. Comc, come, you wasp ; i'faith, you are Pet. Marry, so I mean, fweet Katharine, in thy too angry.

And therefore, setting all this chat afide, (bed : Kath. If I be waspish, best beware my sting. Thus in plain terms: Your father hath consented Pet. My remedy is then, to pluck it out. That you shall be my wife; your dowry 'greed on ; Katb. Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies. 5 And, will you, nill you, I will marry you.

Pet. Who knows not where a wasp doth wear Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn; In his tail.

[his sting ? For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, Kath. In his tongue.

(Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well) Pet. Whose tongue ?

Thou must be married to no man but me: Kath. Yours, if you talk of tails; and so farewel. 10 for I am he am born to tame you, Kate ;

Pet. What with my tongue in your tail ? nay, And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate Good Kate; I am a gentleman. [come again, Conformable, as other houshold Kates. Kath. That I'll try.

[Sbe strikes bim. Here comes your father; never make denial, Pet. I swear, I'll cuff you, if you strike again. I niuft and will have Katharine to my wife. Kath. So may you lose your arms :

15 Re-enter Baptista, Gremio, and Tranio. If you strike me, you are no gentleman;

Bap. Now, fignior Petruchio; how speed you And if no gentleman, why, then no arms.

with my daughter? Pet. A herald, Kate? oh, put me in thy books. Pet. How but well, fir? how but well ? Karb. What is your crest ? a coxcomb ? It were impossible, I should speed amiss. Pet. A combless cock, fo Kate will be my hen. 20 Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine ? in Kate. No cock of mine, you crow too like a

your dumps ?

[you, craven'

Karb. Call you me, daughter? now, I promise Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look You have Mew'd a tender fatherly regard, Kath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab. To with me wed to one half lunatick; Pet. Why, here's no crab; and therefore look 25 A mad-cap ruffian, and a swearing Jack, Karb. There is, there is.

[not four.

That thinks with oaths to face the matter out. Per. Then thew it me.

Pet. Father, 'tis thusg-yourself and all the world, Katb. Had I a glass, I would.

That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her; Pet. What, you mean my face?

If the be curst, it is for policy: Karb. Well aim'd of such a young one. [you. 30 For The's not froward, but modest as the dove; Pet. Now, by Saint George, I am too young for She is not hot, but temperate as the morn; Kath. Yet you are wither'd.

For patience the will prove a second Griffel; Pet. 'Tis with cares.

And Roman Lucrece for her chastity : Kath. I care not.

And to conclude, --we have 'greed so well together, Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in footh, you 'scape 35 That upon Sunday is the wedding-day. Kath. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go.

Kath. I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first. Pet. No, not a whit; I find you passing gentle. Gra. Hark, Petruchio! Me says, she'll see thee 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and fullen,

hang d first.

[our part ! And now I find report a very liar;

Tra. Is this your speeding? nay, then, good-night For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous, 40 Pet. Be patient, gentlemen; I chuse her for But now in fpeech, yet sweet as fpring-time fowers:

myself; Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look alkance, If she and I be pleas'd, what's that to you? Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will;

'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone, Nor haft thou pleasure to be cross in talk;

That Me shall still be curt in company. But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers, 45 I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe With gentle conference, soft, and affable.

How much the loves me: Oh, the kindeft Kate! Why doth the world report, that Kate doth limp? She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss Oh Nanderous world! Kate, like the hazle-twig, She vy'd a so faft, protesting oath to oath, Is strait, and slender; and as brown in hue

That in a twink the won me to her love. As hazle-nuts, and (wecter than the kernels. 50 Oh, you are novices ! 'tis a world to see 3 0, let me see thee walk: thou dost nct halt. How tame, when men and women are alone,

Karb. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st com A meacock 4 wretch can make the curiteit Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove, [mand.

Inrew.As Kate this chamber with her princely gait? Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Verice, O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate;

55 To buy apparel 'gainft the wedding-day :And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportful! Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests;

Karb. Where did you ftudy all this goodly speech? I will be sure, my Katharine thall be fine. [hands;
Per. It is extempore, from my mother-wit. Bap. I know not what to say: but give me your
Kath. A witty mother! witlefs elfe her son. God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match.
Pet. Am I not wise?

60 Gre. Tra. Amen, say we, we will be witnesses, Karb. Yes; keep you warm.

Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu ;

(not so.

I A craven is a degenerate cock. 2 Dr. Johnson proposes to read, “ ply'd so fast.” 'Tis wonderful to see. 4 i. e, a timorous, dastardly creature.

3 Meaning,

chant's part,

I will to Venice, Sunday comes apace:

Within rich Pisa walls, as any one
We will have rings, and things, and fine array; Old fignior Gremio has in Padua;
And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o Sunday. Besides two thousand ducats by the year

[Exe. Petruchio and Katharina severally. of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure.-
Gre. Was ever match clap'd up so suddenly? s What, have I pinch'd you, fignior Gremio ?
Bap. Faith, gentlemen, now I play a mer Gre. Two thousand ducats by the year, of land!

My land amounts not to fo much in all :
And venture madly on a desperate mart.

That the shall have ; befdes an argoly, Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you ; That now is lying in Marseilles' road :"Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas. 10 What, have I choak'd you with an argory?

Bap. The gain I seek is quiet in the match. Tra. Gremio, 'tis known, my father hath no less

Gre. No doubt, but he hath got a quiet catch. Than three great argofies; besides two galliales,
But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter ; And twelve tight gallies: these I will assure her,
Now is the day we long have look'd for;

And twice as much, whate'et thou offer'st next.
I am your neighbour, and was fuitor firit.

15

Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more;
Tra. And I am one, that love Bianca more And she can have no more than all I have ;
Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess. (If you like me, the shall have me and mine.

Gre. Youngling ! Chou canst not love so dear as I. Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the
Tra. Grey-beard! thy love doth freeze.

world,
Gre. But thine doth fry.

20 By your firm promise ; Gremio is out-vied 3.
Skipper, stand back; 'tis age, that nourisheth. Bap. I must confess, your offer is the best;

Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth. And, let your father make her the assurance,
Bap. Content you, gentlemen; I will compound She is your own; else, you must pardon me :
this strife :

If you should die before him, where's her dower?
'Tis deeds must win the prize; and he of both, 125 Tra. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young.
That can affure my daughter greatest dower, Gre. And may not young men die as well as old ?
Shall have Bianca's love.-

Bap. Well, gentiemen,
Say, fignior Gremio, what can you allure her? (city

I am thus resolv'd :-On Sunday next, you know,
Gre. First, as you know, my house within the My daughter Katharine is to be marry'd :
Is richly furnished with plate and gold;

30 Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca
Basons and ewers, to lave her dainty hands;

Be bride to you, if you make this assurance ;
My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry:

If not, to signior Gremio :
In ivory coffers I have stuff d my crowns ;

And so I take my leave, and thank you both.
In cypress chests my arras, counterpoints",

[Exit.
Coftly apparel, tents, and canopies,

351 Gre. Adieu, good neighbouro-Now I fear thee
Fine linen, Turky cushions boss?d with pearl,
Valance of Venice gold in needle-work,

Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool
Pewter and brass, and all things that belong

To give thee all, and, in his waining age,
To house or house-keeping; then at my farm,

Set foot under thy table : Tut! a toy !
I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail, 40 An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy. (Exit.
Six score fat oxen standing in my stalls,

Tra. A vengeance on your crafty withered hide!
And all things answerable to this portion.

Yet I have fac'd it with a card of ten 4.
Myself am struck in years, I must confess ; 'Tis in my head to do my master good :-
And, if I die to-morrow, this is hers,

I see no reason, but suppos'd Lucentio
If, whilft I live, the will be only mine.

Muft get a father, callid-suppos'd Vincentio;
Tra. That, only, came well in-Sir, lift to me;

And that's a wonder : fathers, commonly,
I am my father's heir, and only son :

Do get their children; but in this case of wooing,
If I may have your daughter to my wife,

A child thall get a fire, if I fail not of my cunning.
I'U leave her houses three or four as good,

(Exit.

not ;

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Luc.

ACT III.

1551
SCENE 1.

Her sister Katharine welcom'd you withal?
Baptista's House.

Hor. But, wrancling pedant, this is
Enter Lucentio, Hortenficing and Bianca. The patroness of heavenly harmony:
IDLER, forbear; you grow too forward,

Then give me leave to have prercgative;
F"

60 And when in mufick we have spent an hour,
Have you so soon forgot the entertainment Your lecture shall have leisure for as much.

11. e. counterpares. ? Gallias was a vessel with both fails and oars, partaking of the nature of a ship
and a galley. 3 ;. e. out-bid : vye and retye were terms used at the game of gleek, now fuperfeded by
the mode-n word brag. 4 That is, with the highest card, in the old fimple games of our ancestors;
so that this became a proverbial expression.

Luc

fir:

S4

I

Luc. Preposterous ass ! that never read so far I must begin with rudiments of art;
To know the cause why mufick was ordain'd! To teach you gamut in a briefer fort,
Was it not, to refresh the mind of man,

More pleasant, pithy, and effectual,
After his studies, or his usual pain ?

Than hath been taught by any of my trade :
Then give me leave to read philofophy, 5 And there it is in writing, fairly drawn.
And, while I pause, serve in your harmony.

Bian. Why, I am past my gamut long ago.
Hor. Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine. Hər. Yet read the gamut of Hortensio. (accord,
Bian. Why, gentlemen, you do me double Bian. [reading:] Gamut I am, the ground of all
wrong,

A re, to plead Hortenfio's passion;
To strive for that which resteth in my choice : B mi, Bianca, take bim for iby lord,
I am no breeching scholar' in the schools ;

C faut, ibat loves with ail affection :
I'll not be ty'd to hours, nor 'pointed times,

D sol re, one cliff, two notes have l;
But learn my lessons as I please myself.

E la mi, fh av pity, or I die.
And, to cut off all strife, here fit we down :-- Call you this---gamut ? tut! I like it not:
Take you your instrument, play you the whiles; 15 old fashions please me belt; I am not so nice,
His lecture will be done, ere you have tun'd. To change true rules for odd inventions.
Hor. You'll leave his lecture, when I am in cune?

Enter a Servant.
[Hortenfio retires.) Ser. Mistress, your father prays you leave your
Luc. That will be never ;--tune your instrument.

books, Bian. Where left we last?

20 And help to dress your fifter's chamber up;
Luc. Here, madam :-

You know, to-morrow is the wedding-day.
Hac ibae Simais; bic eft Sigeia tellus ;

Bian. Farewel, sweet masters, both; I must be
Hic fteterat Priami regia celsa senis.

gone.

[Exit. Biar. Conftrue them.

Luc. Faith, mistress, then I have no cause t) Luc. Hac ibat, as I told you before, --Simois, 25 stay.

[Exit.
I am Lucentio,-bic it, son unto Vincentio of Her, But I have cause to pry into this pedant;
Pisa,—Sigeia tellus, disguised thus to get your Methinks, he looks as though he were in love :---
love ;--Hic fteterat, and that Lucentio that comes Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so humble,
a wooing,---Priami, is my man Tranio,---regia, To cast thy wandering eyes on every stale,
bearing my port,---celsa senis, that we might be- 30 Seize thee, that list: If once I find thee ranging,
guile the old Pantaloon.

Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing.
Hor. Madam, my instrument's in tune.

[Exit. [Returning.

SCENE II.
Biar. Let's hear :---O fie! the treble jars.
Luc. Spit in the hole, man, and tune again. 35 Enter Baptifia, Gremio, Tranis, Katharine, Lucentia,
Bian. Now let me see if I can construe it: Hac

Bianca, and attendants.
ibat Simois, I know you not ;---bic eft Sigeia tellus, Bap. Signior Lucentio, this is the 'pointed day
I trust you not;--- Hic fteterat Priami, take heed That Katharine and Petruchio should be marry'd,
he hear us not ;---regia, presume nor ;---icja Jenis, And yet we hear not of our son-in-law:
despair not.

40 What will be said ? what mockery will it be, Hor. Madam, 'tis now in tune.

To want the bridegroom, when the priest attends
Luc. All but the base.

To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage ?
Hor. The base is right;

What says Lucentio to this shame of ours?
'Tis the base knave that jars.

Karb. No shame but mine : I must, forsooth, How fiery and forward our pedant is!

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be forc'd
Now, for my life, the knave doth court my love : To give my hand, oppos'd against my heart,
Pidascule, I'll watch you better yet.

Unto a mad-brain rudenby, full of spleen?;
Bian. In time I may believe, yet I mistrut. Who wood in haste, and means to wed at leisure.

Luc. Miftrust it not ; for, sure, Æacides I told you, I, he was a frantick fool,
Was Ajax ---call’d so from his grandfather. (you, 50 Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour:

Bian. I must believe my master; else, I promise And, to be noted for a merry man,
I thould be arguing still upon that doubt:

He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage,
But let it rest.---Now, Licio, to you :---

Make friends, invite, yes, and proclaim the banns ;
Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray, Yet never means to wed where he hath wood.
That I have been thus pleasant with you both. 55 Now must the world point at poor Katharine,

Hor. You may go walk, and give me leave And say,---Lo tbere is mad Petrucbio's wife,
My letfons make no musick in three parts. [awhile; If it would please bim cene and marry her.

Luc. Are you so formal, fir? well, I must wait, Tra. Patience, good Katharine, and Baptista too;
And watch withal; for, but I be deceiv’d, Upon my life, Petruchio means but well,
Our fine musician groweth amorous. [Afide. 60 Whatever fortune stays him from his word:

Hor. Madam, before you touch the instrument, Though he be blunt, I know him paffing wise ;
To learn the order of my fingering,

(Though he be merry, yet withal he's honeft.

i That is, no school-boy liable to be whipped.

2 i. e. caprice.

Kath,