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Pet. You wrong me, signior Gremio; give me
I am a gentleman of Verona, fir,
That-hearing of her beauty, and her wit,
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,
Bian. Believe me, lifter, of all the men alive, 15 Whereof, I know, she is not ignorant:
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.
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.
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,
Unto Bianca, fair, and virtuous.
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 bestow a simple instrument,
And through the instrument my pate made way;
Bap. Lucentio is your name? of whence, I pray? While he did call me rascal fidler, [terms,
5 Andm-cwangling Jack; with twenty such vile Bap. A mighty man of Pisa; by report
As The had studied to misuse me fo.
love her ten times more than e'er I did:
Bap. Well, go with me, and be not so discom-
Proceed in practice with my younger daughter;
[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,
Say, that the frown; I'll say, the looks as clear
Say, she be mute, and will not speak a word;
Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands; As though the bid me stay by her a week:
Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of When I shall ask the banns, and when be mar.
Karb. Well, have you heard, but something hard
35 They call me Katharine, that do talk of me.
Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town,
Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be thy |(Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs)
Pet. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds, Kaib. Mov'd! in good time: let him that mov'd
50 Pet. Why, what's a moveable?
Kath. A joint-stool.
Pes. Thou hast hit it: come, fit on me.
Kath. Affes are made to bear, and so are you.
Per. Women are made to bear, and so are you.
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,--
Katba Too light for such a swain as you to
Pet. Should be? should buz.
Per. Oh, now-wing'd turtle ! Malla buzzard take
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 ?
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.
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;
60 Gre. Tra. Amen, say we, we will be witnesses, Karb. Yes; keep you warm.
Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu ;
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.
I will to Venice, Sunday comes apace:
Within rich Pisa walls, as any one
[Exe. Petruchio and Katharina severally. of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure.-
My land amounts not to fo much in all :
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,
And twice as much, whate'et thou offer'st next.
Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more;
Gre. Youngling ! Chou canst not love so dear as I. Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the
20 By your firm promise ; Gremio is out-vied 3.
Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth. And, let your father make her the assurance,
If you should die before him, where's her dower?
Bap. Well, gentiemen,
I am thus resolv'd :-On Sunday next, you know,
30 Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca
Be bride to you, if you make this assurance ;
If not, to signior Gremio :
And so I take my leave, and thank you both.
351 Gre. Adieu, good neighbouro-Now I fear thee
Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool
To give thee all, and, in his waining age,
Set foot under thy table : Tut! a toy !
Tra. A vengeance on your crafty withered hide!
Yet I have fac'd it with a card of ten 4.
I see no reason, but suppos'd Lucentio
Muft get a father, callid-suppos'd Vincentio;
And that's a wonder : fathers, commonly,
Do get their children; but in this case of wooing,
A child thall get a fire, if I fail not of my cunning.
Her sister Katharine welcom'd you withal?
Hor. But, wrancling pedant, this is
Then give me leave to have prercgative;
60 And when in mufick we have spent an hour,
11. e. counterpares. ? Gallias was a vessel with both fails and oars, partaking of the nature of a ship
Luc. Preposterous ass ! that never read so far I must begin with rudiments of art;
More pleasant, pithy, and effectual,
Than hath been taught by any of my trade :
Bian. Why, I am past my gamut long ago.
A re, to plead Hortenfio's passion;
C faut, ibat loves with ail affection :
D sol re, one cliff, two notes have l;
E la mi, fh av pity, or I die.
Enter a Servant.
books, Bian. Where left we last?
20 And help to dress your fifter's chamber up;
You know, to-morrow is the wedding-day.
Bian. Farewel, sweet masters, both; I must be
[Exit. Biar. Conftrue them.
Luc. Faith, mistress, then I have no cause t) Luc. Hac ibat, as I told you before, --Simois, 25 stay.
Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing.
Bianca, and attendants.
40 What will be said ? what mockery will it be, Hor. Madam, 'tis now in tune.
To want the bridegroom, when the priest attends
To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage ?
What says Lucentio to this shame of ours?
Karb. No shame but mine : I must, forsooth, How fiery and forward our pedant is!
Unto a mad-brain rudenby, full of spleen?;
Luc. Miftrust it not ; for, sure, Æacides I told you, I, he was a frantick fool,
Bian. I must believe my master; else, I promise And, to be noted for a merry man,
He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage,
Make friends, invite, yes, and proclaim the banns ;
Hor. You may go walk, and give me leave And say,---Lo tbere is mad Petrucbio's wife,
Luc. Are you so formal, fir? well, I must wait, Tra. Patience, good Katharine, and Baptista too;
Hor. Madam, before you touch the instrument, Though he be blunt, I know him paffing wise ;
(Though he be merry, yet withal he's honeft.
i That is, no school-boy liable to be whipped.
2 i. e. caprice.