And, to conclude, we have 'greed fo well together, That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.

Cath. I'll fee thee hang'd on Sunday first.

Gre. Hark: Petruchio! fhe fays, fhe'll fee thee hang'd first.

Tra. Is this your fpeeding? nay, then, good night, our part!

Pet. Be patient, gentlemen, I chufe her for myself; If he and I be pleas'd, what's that to you? 'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone, That fhe fhall ftill be curft in company.

I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe

How much he loves me: Oh, the kindest Kate!-
She hung about my neck; and kiss on kifs
She vy'd fo faft, protefting oath on oath,
That in a twink the won me to her love.
Oh, you are novices! 'tis a world to fee,
How tame, (when men and women are alone)
A meacock wretch can make the curfteft fhrew.
Give me thy hand, Kate; I will unto Venice,
To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day :-
Provide the feaft, father, and bid the guests;
I will be fure, my Catharine fhall be fine.
Bap. I know not what to fay, but give your hands;
God fend you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match.

Gre. Tra. Amen, fay we; we will be witneffes.
Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu

I will to Venice, Sunday comes apace:

We will have rings, and things, and fine array; And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o'Sunday. [Ex. Petruchio, and Catharine feverally.

I know not that the word wie has any construction that will fuit this place; we may easily read,

-kifs on kifs

She ply'd fo faft.

JOHNSON.

Gre.

Gre. Was ever match clapt up fo fuddenly?

Bap. Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part,

And venture madly on a defperate mart.

Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you;
'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the feas.
Bap. The gain I seek is, quiet in the match.
Gre. No doubt, but he hath got a quiet catch.
But now, Baptifta, to your younger daughter;--
Now is the day we long have looked for:
I am your neighbour, and was fuitor first.

Tra. And I am one, that love Bianca more Than words can witnefs, or your thoughts can guess. Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love fo dear as I. Tra. Grey-beard! thy love doth freeze.

Gre. But thine doth fry.'

Skipper, ftand back; 'tis age that nourisheth.
Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth.
Bap. Content you, gentlemen; I will compound
this ftrife:

'Tis deeds, muft win the prize; and he, of both,
That can affure my daughter greatest dower,
Shall have Bianca's love.-

Say, fignior Gremio, what can you affure her?

▾ But thine doth fry.] Old Gremio's notions are confirmed by Shadwell:

The fire of love in youthful blood,
Like what is kindled in brush-wood,
But for a moment burns-

But when crept into aged veins,
It flowly burns, and long remains,
It glows, and with a fullen heat,

Like fire in logs, it burns, and avarms us long ;

And though the flame be not so great,

Yet is the beat as firong.

JOHNSON.

The fame thought occurs in A Woman never Vex'd, Com. by Rowley, 1632:

My old dry wood fhall make a lufty bonfire, when thy green "chips lie hiffing in the chimney-corner." STEEVENS.

Gre.

Gre. First, as you know, my houfe within the
city

Is richly furnished with plate and gold;
Basons and ewers, to lave her dainty hands;
My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry:
In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns;
In cypress chefts my arras, counterpoints, '
Coftly apparel, tents, and canopies,

2

Fine linen, Turkey cufhions bofs'd with pearl;
Valance of Venice gold in needle-work;
Pewter and brass, and all things that belong
To house, or house-keeping: then, at my farm,
I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail,
Sixfcore fat oxen standing in my stalls,
And all things anfwerable to this portion.
Myself am ftruck in years, I muft confefs,
And if I die to-morrow, this is hers;
If, whilft I live, fhe will be only mine.

Tra. That, only, came well in--Sir, lift to me; I am my father's heir, and only fon:

If I may have your daughter to my wife,

I'll leave her houfes three or four as good,
Within rich Pifa's walls, as any one

Old fignior Gremio has in Padua;

Befides two thousand ducats by the year

Of fruitful land; all which fhall be her jointure.— What, have I pinch'd you, fignior Gremio ?

Gre. Two thousand ducats by the year, of land! 3

-counterpoints,] i. e. counterpanes.

STEEVENS.

3 Gre. Two thousand ducats by the year, of land!
My land amounts not to fo much in all:
That she fhall have, and——]

My

Tho' all the copies concur in this reading, furely, if we examine the reafoning, fomething will be found wrong. Gremio is ftartled at the high fettlement Tranio propofes: fays, his whole estate in land can't match it, yet he'll fettle fo much a year upon her, &c. This is playing at crofs purposes. The change of the ne

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gative

My land amounts not to fo much in all:
That the fhall have; befides an argofy
That now is lying in Marseilles' road.
What, have I choak'd you with an argofy?

Tra. Gremio, 'tis known, my father hath no less
Than three great argofies; befides two galliaffes
And twelve tight gallies; thefe I will affure her,
And twice as much, what e'er thou offer'ft next.
Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more;
And she can have no more than all I have;
If you like me, fhe fhall have me and mine.
Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the
world,

By your firm promife; Gremio is out-vied.
Bap. I must confefs, your offer is the beft;
And let your father make her the affurance,
She is your own; elfe you muft pardon me:
If you should die before him, where's her dower?
Tra. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young.
Gre. And may not young men die, as well as old?
Bap. Well, gentlemen,

I am thus refolv'd: On Sunday next, you know,
My daughter Catharine is to be married:
Now on the Sunday following fhall Bianca

gative in the second line falves the abfurdity, and fets the paffage right. Gremio and Tranio are vyeing in their offers to carry Bianca: the latter boldly proposes to fettle land to the amount of two thousand ducats per annum. My whole eftate, fays the other, in land, amounts but to that value; yet fhe fhall have that I'll endow her with the whole; and confign a rich veffel to her use, over and above. Thus all is intelligible, and he goes on to outbid his rival. WARBURTON.

Gremio only fays, his whole eftate in land doth not indeed amount to two thousand ducats a year, but the fhall have that, whatever be its value, and an argofy over and above; which argofy must be understood to be of very great value from his fubjoining.

What, bave I choak'd you with an argos?

REVISAL. be

Be bride to you, if you make this affurance;
If not, to fignior Gremio:

And fo I take my leave, and thank you both. [Exit. Gre. Adieu, good neighbour.-Now I fear thee

not:

Sirrah, young gamefter; your father were a fool
To give thee all, and, in his waining age
Set foot under thy table: Tut! a toy!
An old Italian fox is not fo kind, my boy.

[Exit.

Tra. A vengeance on your crafty withered hide! Yet I have fac'd it with a card of ten. +

4 Yet have I fac'd it with a card of ten :] That is, highest card, in the old fimple games of our ancestors. this became a proverbial expreffion. So Skelton,

Fyrfte pycke a quarrel, and fall out with him then,
And fo outface him with a card of ten.

And Ben Johnson, in his Sad Shepherd,

a Hart of ten

I trow he be.

WARBURTON.

i. e. an extraordinary good one.

'Tis

with the

So that

If the word hart be right, I do not fee any use of the latter quotation. JOHNSON.

A bart of ten is an expreffion taken from the Laws of the Foreft, and relates to the age of the deer. When a hart is past fix years of age, he is generally call'd a hart of ten.

The former expreffion is very common.

1608.

Foreft Laws, 4to, 1598.

So in Law Tricks, &c.

I may be out-fac'd with a card of ten.

As we are on the fubject of cards, it may not be amifs to take notice of a common blunder relative to their names. We call the king, queen, and knave, court-cards, whereas they were antiently' denominated coats, or coat-cards, from their coats or dreffes. So Ben Jonfon, in his New Inn:

When he is pleas'd to trick or trump mankind,
Some may be coats, as in the cards.

So Greene, in his Art of Coney-catching, 1592.

"-call what you will, either hart, fpade, club, or diamond, "cute-card, or other."