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Aa 5. Scene 2.] TAMING OF THE SHREW,

What Tranio did, myself enforc'd him to;

pray you, tell me what you meant by that.
Then pardon him, sweet father, for my fake. Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a fhrew,

Vin. I'll hit the villain's nose, that would have Measures my husband's forrow by his woe :
fent me to the jail.

And now you know my meaning. my geed lake

Bap. But do you hear, fir? Have you married 5 Kath. A very mean meaning.
my daughter without asking my good-will?

Wid. Right, I mean you.
Via. Fear not, Baptista : we will content you, Karb. And I am mean, indeed, respecting you.
go to:

Pet. To her, Kate !
But I willing to be reveng'd for this villainy. (Exit. Hor. To her, widow !

Bap. And I, to found the depth of this knavery. 10 Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her ime!


down. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not Hor. That's my office. ince he made frown.

[Exeunt. Pe. Spoke like an officer :-Ha' to thee, lad. no Gre. My cake is dough!: But I'U in among the

[Drinks to Hortenfio.

151 Bap. How likesGremio these quick-witted folks ?
Out of hope of all,--but my share of the feast. [Exit. Gre. Believe me, sir, they butt together well.
(Petruchio, and Karbarine, advancing.

Bian. Head and butt? an hasty-witted body
Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this Would say, your head and buct were head and horn,
harge region
Pet. First kiss me Kate, and we will.

[ado. Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you ?
Katb. What, in the midit of the street ?

Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll
Pet. What, art thou asham'd of me?

sleep again.

(begun, Kab. No, fir; God forbid: but alhamid to kiss. Pet. Nay, that you shall not; since you have 11 Pet. Why, then let's home again : Come, firrah, Have at you for a better jest or two.

Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to shift my bush,
Katb. Nay, I will give thee a kiss : now pray|2s|And then pursue me as you draw your bow:-
all set poignet
thee, love, stay.

You are welcome all.
Pe. Is not this well?---Come, my sweet Kate;

(Exeunt Bianca, Katharine, and Widowo
Bectes once than never, for never too late. (Exeuni. Pet. She hath prevented me.Here, fignior


30 This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not;
Lucentic's Apartments,

Therefore, a hсalth to all that shot and miss'd.
Enter Baptista, Vincentia, Gremio, the Pedant, Lucentio, Tra. Oh, fir, Lucentio flipp'd me like his greye
Bianca, Tranis, Biondells, Petruchio, Katbarine, Gru-

mio, Hortenfio, and Widuw. Tbe Serving-men with Which runs himself, and catches for his master.
Tranio bringing in a Banqueta

35 Pet. A good swift? fimile, but something currish.
Luc. At last, though long, our jarring notes Tra. 'Tis well, fir, that you hunted for yourself;
And time it is, when raging war is done, (agree : 'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay,
To smile at 'scapes and perils over-blown.---

Bap. Oh, oh, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now.
My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome,

Luc. I thank thee for that gird 3, good Tranio.
While I with self-same kindness welcome thine :-/40 Hor. Confess, confess; hath he nat hit you there?
Brother Petruchio-fifter Katharina

Pet. 'A has a little gallid me, I confefs ;
And thou, Hortenfio, with thy loving widow, And, as the jest did glance away from me,

Feast with the best, and welcome to my house; 'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright. | My banquet is to close our stomachs up,

Bap. Now, in good sadness, fon Petruchio,
After our great good cheer : Pray you, sit down;45 I think thou hast the veriert ihrew of all.
For now we fit and chat, as well as eat.

Pe. Well, I say--no: and therefore, for assurance,
Pet. Nothing but fit and fit, and cat and eat! Let's each one fend unto his wife;
Bap. Padua affords this kindness, fon Petruchio. And he, whore wife is moft obedient

. Padua affords nothing but what is kind. To come at first when he doth fend for her,
Hor. For both our fakes, I would that word 5 Shall win the wager which we will propore.
were true.

Hor. Content ;What's the wager?
Pd. Now, for my life, Hortenfio fears his widow. Luc. Twenty crowns.
Wid. Then never trust me, if I be afcard.

Pet. Twenty crowns !
Pet. You are very sensible, and yet you miss my I'll venture so much on my hawky or hound,
I mean Hortenfio is afeard of you. (sense ;|55|But twenty times so much upon my wife.

Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns Luc. A hundred chen.
Pet. Roundly reply'd.

(round.) Hor. Content.
Kab. Mistress, how mean you that?

Pet. A match ; 'tis done.
Wid. Thus I conceive by him.


Hur. Who shall begin?
Pe. Conceive by me! _How likes Hortenfio 60 Lxc. That will l.
Hor. My widow says, thus the conceives her talc. Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me.
Pet. Very well mended : Kifs him for that, good

Bion. I go.

(Exit. widow.

(round : Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes.
Kaib. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns!

Luc. I'll have no halves; I'll bear it all myself.
' A well known proverbial expression.
2 Meaning, a good quick-witted fimiler

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Re-enter Biondello.

What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. How now! what news?

Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have Bion. Sir, my mistress sends you word

no telling. That she is busy, and the cannot come.

Pet. Come on, I say, and first begin with her.
Pet. How! she is busy, and she cannot come ! 5 Wid. She shall not.
Is that an answer?

Per. I say, the hall;—and first begin with her.
Gre. Ay, and a kind one too:

Karb. Fye! fye! unknit that threat'ning unkind Pray God, fir, your wife send you not a worse.

brow; Pet. I hope, better.

And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, 60, and intreat my wife 10 To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor': To come to me forthwith.

[Exit Biondello. It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads; Pet. Oh, oh! intreat her!

Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair buda; Nay, then the needs must come.

And in no sense is meet or amiable. Hor. I am afraid, fir,

A woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled, Do what you can, yours will not be entreated. 15 Muddy, ill-feeming, thick, bereft of beauty; Enter Biondello.

And, while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Now, where's my wife?

Will deign to fip, or touch one drop of it.
Bior. She says, you have some goodly jest in hand;} Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
She will not come; the bids you come to her. Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee,

Pet. Worse and worse; the will not come! 20 And for thy maintenance: commits his body
Oh vile, intolerable, not to be endur'd!

To painful labour, both by sea and land;

121. Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress;

To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Say, I command her come to me." [Exit Grumio. While thou ly't warm at home, secure and safe; Hor. I know her answer.

And craves no other tribute at thy hands, Pet. What?

125 But love, fair looks, and true obedience; Hor. She will not.

Too little payment for so great a debt. Pct. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end.) Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Enter Katharine,

Even such, a woman oweth to her husband : Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Ka And, when she's froward, peevith, fullen, four, tharina !

130 And not obedient to his honest will,
Karb. What is your will, fir, that you sent for me? What is the but a foul contending rebel,
Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortenfio's wife? And graceless traitor to her loving lord?--
Kath. They fit conferring by the parlour fire. I am asham'd, that women are so simple

Pet. Go, fetch them hither; if they deny to come, To offer war where they should kneel for peace;
Swinge me them foundly forth unto their husbands : 35 Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway,
Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.

[Exit Katbarine. Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth,
Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. Unapt to toil and trouble' in the world;
Hor. And so it is; I wonder what it bodes. But that our foft condition, and our hearts,

Pet. Marry, peace it bodes,and love,and quiet life, 40 Should well agree with our external parts? And awful rule, and right supremacy;

Come, come, you froward and unable worms ! And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy? My mind hath been as big as one of yours,

Bap. Now fair befal thee, good Petruchio ! My heart as great; my reason, haply, more, The wager thou hast won; and I will add

To bandy word for word, and frown for frowa : Unto their lofses twenty thousand crowns; 145]But now, I fee our lances are but ftraws; Another dowry to another daughter,

Our strength as weak, our weakness pait comparez-For she is chang'd, as she had never been.

That seeming to be most, which we indeed leaf are. Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet; Then vail your stomachs", for it is no boot; And show more sign of her obedience,

And place your hands below your husband's foot : Her new-built virtue and obedience.

50 In token of which duty, if he please, Re-enter Kasberine, witb Bianca and Widow.

My hand is ready, may it do him eale. [me, Kate. See where the comes; and brings your froward wives

Pc. Why there's a wench !--Come on, and kiss As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.

Luc. Well, go thy ways,old lad; for thou shalt ha't. Katharine, that cap of yours becomes you not; Vin. "Tis a good hearing, when children are Off with that bauble, throw it under foot.


toward, [Sbe pulls off ber cap, and throws it down.

Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to ligh, Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to-bed: 'Till I be brought to such a filly pass!

We three are married, but you two are sped. Bian. Fye! what a foolish duty call you this ?

"Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white ? ; Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too : 60 And, being a winner, God give you good night! The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca,

[Exeune Petruchio and Karbarinc. Hath coit me an hundred crowns fince supper-time.

Hor. Now go thy ways, thou haft tam'd a curft Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty.

Ihrew. Pe. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these head Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be strong women 1651 tam'd fo.

[Excant chemise * Meaning, lower your pride. 2 A phrase borrowed frem archery: the mark being commonly whit;

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King of France.


} "Servants to the Countess of Reu fillor. Duke of Florence.

BERTRAM, Count of Roufillon.
LAFEV, an 'old Lord.

Countess of Roufillon, Mober 10 Bertram.
PAROLLES, & parasitical Follower of Bertram ; a HELENA, Daughter 80 Gerard de Narbon, a famous

Coward, but vain, and a great Pretender to Pbysician, fume Time fince diad.

An old Widow of Florence.
Several young Frerch Lords, that serve wirb Bertram DIANA, Daughter to ibe Widow.
in tbe Florentine War.

} Neighbours and Friends to the Widow.

Lords attending on sbe King ; Officers, Soldiers, &c.
SCENE lies partly in France, and partly in Tuscany.


A C Τ Ι.



Laf. How call d you the man you speak of,

madam ? The Countess of Roufillon's House in France.

Count. He was famous, sir, in his profession, and Enter Bertran, rbe Countess of Roufillon, Helena, and ic was his great right to be so: Gerard de Narbon. Lafeu, all in black.

5 Laf. He was excellent, indeed, madam; the Count. | N delivering my son from me, I bury

I king very lately spoke of him, admiringly, and a second husband.

mourningly: he was skilful enough to have liv'd Ber. And I, in going, madam, weep o'er my Atill, if knowledge could have been set up against father's death anew: but I must attend his majesty's mortality. command, to whom I am now in ward', ever 10 Ber. What is it, my good lord, the king lanmore in subjection.

guishes of ? Laf. You thall find of the king a hufand, ma Laf. A fistula, my lord. dam;-you, sir, a father : He that so generally is Ber. I heard not of it before. at all times good, muft of necessity hold his virtue Laf. I would, it were not notorious.-Was this to you; whose worthiness would stir it up where 15 gentlewoman the daughter of Gerard de Narbon ? it wanted, rather than lack it where there is such Count. His fole child, my lord; and bequeathed

to my overlooking. I have those hopes of her Count. What hope is there of his majesty's good, that her education promises : her dispofiamendment ?

tions the inherits, which makes fair gifts fairer : Laf. He hath abandon’d his physicians, madam;20 for where an unclean mind carries virtuous quaunder whose practices he hath persecuted time with lities, there commendations go with pity, they are hope ; and finds no other advantage in the process, virtues and traitors too 3; in her they are the betbut only the losing of hope by time.

ter for their simpleness 4; the derives her honesty, Count. This young gentlewoman had a father, and atchieves her goodness. (0, that bad! how sad a passage 2 'tis !) whose skill 25 Laf. Your commendations, madam, get from was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretch'd

her tears. so far, it would have made nature immortal, and Count. 'Tis the best brine a maiden can season death should have play'd for lack of work. 'Would, her praise in. The remembrance of her father for the king's fake, he were living! I think, it never approaches her heart, but the tyranny of her would be the death of the king's disease. 13ollorrows cakes all livelihood from her cheek. No

The heirs of great fortunes were anciently the king's wards. 2 Pasage means any thing that passes, and is here applied in the same fenfe as when we say the passage of a book. 3 Dr. Johnson thus comments upon this passage : “ Eftimable and useful qualities, joined with an evil disposition, give that evil disposition power over others, who, by admiring the virtue, are betrayed to the malevolence." 4 i. e. her excellencies are the better because they are artless and open, without fraud, without design.

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more of this, Helena, go to, no more; left it be I look bleak in the cold wind: withal, full oft rather thought you affect a forrow, than to have.

we see Hel. I do affect a sorrow, indeed, but I have it Cold + wisdom waiting on superfluous foly.

Par. Save you, fair queen. Laf. Moderate lamentation is the right of the Hel. And you, monarch. dead, excessive grief the enemy to the living.

Par. No. Count. If the living be enemy to the grief, the

Hel. And no. Cxcess makes it soon mortal'.

Par. Are you meditating on virginity? Ber. Madam, I desire your holy wishes.

Hel. Ay. You have some sftain of soldier in Laf. How understand we that? (father you; let me ask you a question : Man is enemy to

Count. Be thou blest, Bertram! and fucceed thy virginity; how may we barricado it against him ? In manners, as in Thape! Thy blood, and virtue, Par. Keep him out. Contend for empire in thee; and thy goodness Hel. But he assails; and our virginity, though Share with thy birth-right! Love all, trust a few, valiant in the defence, yet is weak; unfold to us Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy 15 some warlike refiftance. Rather in power, than use; and keep thy friend Par. There is none ; man, fitting down before Under thy own life's key: be check'd for filence, you, will undermine you, and blow you up. But never tax'd for speech. What heaven more will, Hel. Bless our poor virginity from underminers, That thec may furnish, and my prayers pluck down, and blowers up!Is there no military policy, Fall on thy head! Farewell. My lord,

20 how virgins might blow up men? 'Tis an unseason'd courtier, good my lord,

Par. Virginity being blown down, man will Advise him,

quicklier be blown up: marry, in blowing him "Laf. He cannot want the best,

down again, with the breach yourselves made, you That thall attend his love.

lose your city. It is not politick in the commonCount. Heaven bless him! Farewell, Bertram. 25 wealth of nature, to preserve virginity. Lofs of

Exit Countess. virginity is rational increase; and there was never Ber. (To Helena.] The best wishes, that can be virgin got, till virginity was first loft. That, you forg'd in your thoughts, be servants to you! Be were made of, is metal to make virgins. Virgicomfortable to my mother, your mistress, and nity, by being once loft, may be ten times found : make much of her.

30 by being ever kept, is ever loft : 'tis too cold a Laf. Farewell, pretty lady: You must hold the companion; away with it. credit of your father. (Ex. Bertram and Lafer. Hel. I will stand for't a little, though therefore Hel. Oh, were that all! I think not on my

i die a virgin.

Par. There's little can be said in't; 'tis against And these great tears? grace his remembrance more, 35 the rule of nature. To speak on the part of virgiThan those I thed for him. What was he like? Inity, is to accuse your mothers; which is most inI have forgot him: my imagination

fallible disobedience. He, that hangs himself, is a Carries no favour in it, but Bertram's.

virgin : virginity murders itself; and thould be I am undone; there is no living, none,

buried in highways, out of all sanctified limit, as If Bertram be away. It were all one,

14 a desperate offendress against nature. Virginity That I should love a bright particular star,

breeds mites, much like a cheese; consumes itself And think to wed it, he is to above me:

to the very paring, and so dies with feeding its In his bright radiance and collateral light

own stomach. Besides, virginity peevish, proud, Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.

idle, made of self-love, which the most inhiThe ambition in my love thus plagues itself : 145 bited fin in the canon.

Kapit not; you cannot The hind, that would be mated by the lion, Ichure but lose by't : Out with't: within ten years Muft die for love. "Twas pretty, though a plague, fit will make itself two, which is a goodly increase ; To see him every hour; to fit and draw

and the principal itself not much the worse. Away His arched brows, his hawking cye, his curls, Iwith't. In our heart's table ; heart, too capable

50 Hel. How might one do, fir, to lose it to her Of every line and 3 trick of his fweer favour, own liking ? But now he's gone, and my idolatrous fancy

Per. Let me see : Marry, ill, to like him that Must sanctify his relicks. Who comes here? ne'er it likes. 'Tis a commodity will lose the gloss Enter Parolles.

(with lying; the longer kept, the less worth : off One that goes with him: I love him for his fake ; 55 with't, while 'tis vendible : apļwes the time of reAnd yet I know him a notorious liar,

queft. Virginity, like an old courtier, wears her Think him a great way fool, folely a coward ; cap out of fashion; richly suited, but unsuitable : Yet there fix'd evils at ro fit in him,

just like the brooch and the tooth--pick, which That they take place, when virtue's steely bones lwear not now : Your date is better in your pye

'That is, “ if the living do not indulge grief, grief destroys itself by its own excess.” 3 j. e, the tears of the king and countess. 3 i.e. fome peculiar feature of his face. 4 Cold is here put for naked, and thus contrafted with superfluous or over-cloathed. S Meaning, some colour of soldier. Parolles was in red, as appcars from his being afterwards called red-tail'd bumble tee. 6 i. e. forbidder lin.



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note and your porridge, than in your cheek': And thou diest in thine unthankfulness, and thine igno

your virginity, your old virginity, is like one of our rance makes thee away; farewel. When thou
French wither'd pears : it looks ill, it eats drily; hast leisure, fay thy prayers; when thou hast none,
marry, 'tis a wither'd pear: it was formerly bet fremember thy friends : get thee a good husband,
ter; marry, yet, 'tis a wither'd pear: Will you 5 and use him as he uses thee; fo farewel. [Exit.
any thing with it?

Hel. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie,
Hel. Not my virginity yet.

Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated lky
There shall your master have a thousand loves, Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull
A mother, and a mistress, and a friend,

Our Now designs, when we ourselves are dull.
A phænix, captain, and an enemy,

10 What power is it, which mounts my love so high;
A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign,

That makes me fee, and cannot feed mine eye?
A counsellor, a traitress, and a dear;

The mightiest space in fortune nature brings
His humble ambition, proud humility,

To join like lıkes, and kiss like native things 4.
His jarring concord, and his discord dulcet, Impossible be strange attempts, to those
His faith, his sweet disaster; with a world 15

That weigh their pain in senle; and do suppose,
Of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms,

What hath been cannot be : Who ever trove
That blinking Cupid goflips ? Now shall he To shew ler merit, that did miss her love ?
I know not what he halli.God fend him well The king's disease-my project may deceive me,
The court's a learning place ;- and he is one-

But my intents are fix'd, and will not leave me.
Par. What one, i'faith?

Hel. That I wil well. 'Tis pity

Par. What's pity ?
Hel. That withing well had not a body in't,

The Court of France.
Which might be felt: that we, the poorer born,
Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes, 25 Flurish Cornets. Enter the King of France, with
Might with effects of them follow our friends,

Letters, and divers Attendants.
And thew what we alone must think; which never King. The Florentines and Senoys 5 are by the
Returns us thanks.

ears ;
Enter Page

Have fought with equal fortune, and continue
Page. Monsieur Parolles, my lord calls for you. 30 A braving war.

(Exit Page i Lurd. So 'tis reported, fir.
Par. Little Helen, farewel: if I can remember King. Nay, 'tis most credible; we here receive it
thee, I will think of thee at court.

A certainty, vouch'd from our cousin Austria, Hel. Monsieur Parolles, you were born under a With caution, that the Florentine will move us charitable star.


For speedy aid; wherein our dearest friend
Par. Under Mars, I.

Prejudicates the business, and would feem
Hel. I especially think, under Mars.

To have us make denial.
Par. Why under Mars ?

I Lord. His love and wisdom,
Hel. The wars have kept you so under, that you Approv'd so to your majesty, may plead
must needs be born under Mars.

40 For ampleft credence,
Par. When he was predominant.

King. He hath arm'd our answer,
Hel. When he was retrograde, I think, rather. And Florence is deny'd before he comes:
Par. Why think you so ?

Yet, for our gentlemen, that mean to see

. You gou much backward, when you fight. The Tuscan service, freely have they leave
Par. That's fora advantage.

145 To stand on either part.
Hel. So is running away, when fear proposes the 2 Lord. It may well serve
Safety : But the compofition, that your valour and A nursery to our gentry, who are fick
fear makes in you, is a virtue of a goud wing},

For breathing and exploit.
and I like the wear well.

King. What's he comes here!
Par, I am so full of businesses, I cannot answer 50 Enter Bertram, Lafew, und Parolles.
thee acutely: I will return perfect courtier; in the 1 Lord. It is the count Rousillon, my good lord,
which, my instruction shall serve to naturalize thee, Young Bertram.
fo thou wilt be capable of courtier's counsel, and King. Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face;
understand what advice shall thrust upon thee; elle) Frank nature, rather curious than in haste,

Shakspeare here quibbles on the word dare, which means both age, and a kind of candied fruil.
2 Dr. Warburton is of opinion, that the cight lines following friend, is the nonsense of some foolish
conceited player, who finding a tbufand loves spoken of, and only three reckoned up, namely, a
morber's, a mistress's, and a friend's, would help out the number by the intermediate nonsense. The

meaning of Helen, however, in this passage may be, that the hall prove every thing to Bertram.
metaphor taken from falconry; and meaning, a virtue that will fly bigb. 4 Dr. Johnson explains these
lines thus : “ Nature brings like qualities and disposicions ou met through any disance that fortune may have

5. The Snois were
fet between them; the joins them, and makes them kiss like tbings born segeiber."
the people of a small republick, of which the capital was Siera, and with whom the Florentines were
a constant variance,


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