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Tra. Shall sweet Bianca practise bow to bride it? this cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech Bap. She shall, Lucentio.-Come, gentlemen, let's listening. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a go.

[Excunt. foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress :

Curt. Both on one horse?

Gru. What's that to thee?
ACT IV.

Curt. Why, a horse.

Gru. Tell thou the tale :-But hadst thou not crossSCENE I.-A Hall in Petruchio's Country House. ed

me,

thou should'st have heard how her horse fel, Enter Grumio.

and she under her horse; thou should'st have heard, in Grumio.

how miry a place; how she was bemoiled; how be left FIE, fie, on all tired jades! on all mad masters! and her with the horse_upon her; how he beat me because all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? was ever man her horse stumbled; how she waded through the dirt so ruyed? was ever man so weary? I am sent before, to pluck him off me; how he swore; how she prayed to make a fire, and they are coming after to warm --that never prayed before; how I cried; how the them. Now, were not I a little pot, and soon hot, my horses ran away; how her bridle was burst; how I lost very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the my crupper ;-with many things of worthy memory ; roof of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I should which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return un come by a fire to thaw me:-But I, with blowing the experienced to thy grave. fire, shall warm myself; for, considering the weather, Curt. By this reckoning, he is more shrew than she. a taller man than I will take cold.-Holla, hoa ! Curtis ! Gru. Ay; and that, thou and the proudest of you all

shall find when he comes home. But what talk I of Enter Curtis.

this ?-call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Curt. Who is that, calls so coldly?

Walter, Sugarsop, and the rest ; let their heads be Gru. A piece of ice: If thou doubt it, thou may'st sleekly cornbed, their blue coats brushed, and their slide from my shoulder to my heel, with no greater a garters of an indifferent knit; let them curtsey with run but my head and my neck. A fire, guod Curtis. their left legs; and not presume to touch a hair of my

Curt. Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio? master's horse-tail, till they kiss their hands. Are they

Gru. O, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, fire ; cast all ready? on no water.

Curt. They are. Curt. Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported ?

Gru, Call them forth. Gru. She was. good Curtis, before this frost: but,

Curt. Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master, thou know'st, winter tames man, woman, and beast ; to countenance my mistress. for it hath famed my old master, and my new mistress, Gru. Why, she hath a face of her own. and myself, fellow Curtis.

Curt. Who knows not that? Curt. Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast. Gru. Thou, it seems; that callest for company to

Gru. Am I but three inches? why, thy horn is a countenance her. foot; and so long am I, at the least. But wilt thou Curt. I call them forth to credit her. make a fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress,

Gru. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them, whose hand (she being now at band) thou shalt soon

Enter several Servants. feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot of

Nath. Welcome home, Grumio. fice.

Phil. How now, Grumio ?
Curt. I pr'ythee, good Grumio, tell me,

How
goes

Jos. What, Grumio ! the world?

Nich. Fellow Grumio! Gru. A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine ;

Nath. How pow, old lad? and, therefore, fire: Do thy duty, and have thy duty;

Gru. Welcome, you;-how now, you ;-what, you; for my master and mistress are almost frozen to death.

-fellow, you ;-and thus much for greeting. Now, my Curt. "There's fire ready; And therefore, good Grumio, the news?

spruce companions, is all ready, and all things neat?

Nath. All things is ready: How near is our master? Gru. Why, Jack boy! ho boy! and as much news

Gru. E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore as thou wilt. Curt. Come, you are so full of conycatching ;

be not,

--Cock's passion, silence !-I hear my master. Gru. Why, therefore, fire; for I have caught es

Enter Petruchio and Katharina. trerne cold. Where's the cook? is supper ready, the Pet. Where be these knaves? What, no man at door, house trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept ; the To hold my stirrup, nor to take my borse ! serving-men in their new fustian, their wbite stockings, | Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip,-and every officer his wedding-garment on? Be the jacks All Serv. Here, here, sir ; here, sir. fair within, the jills fair without, the carpets laid, and

Pet. Here, sir! here, sir! here, sir! here, sir !every thing in order?

You logger-headed and unpolish'd grooms! Curt. All ready, and therefore, I pray thee, news?

What, no attendance ? no regard? no duty ? Gril. First, know, my horse is tired; my master and Where is the foolish knave I sent before? mistress falleu out.

Gru. Here, sir; as foolish as I was before. Curt. How?

Pet. You peasant swain ! you whoreson, mall-horse Gru. Out of their saddles into the dit; And thereby drudge! hangs a tnle.

Did I not bid thee meet me in the park, Curt. Let's ha't, good Grumio.

And bring along these rascal knaves with thee? Gru. Le-nd thine ear.

Gru. Nathaniel's coat, sir, was not fully made, Curt. Here.

And Gabriel's pumps were all unpinkd i' the hel; Gru. There

[Striking him. | There was no link to colour Peter's hat, Curt. This is to fed a tale, not to hear a tale. And Walter's dagger was not come from sheathing: Gru. And therefore 'tis called, a sensible tale: and There were uone fine, but Adam, Ralph, and Gregory:

Pct.

The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly;

And, till she stoop, she must not be full-gorg'd, Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you. For then she never looks upon her lure. Pet. Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in. Another way I have to man my haggard,

[Ereunt some of the Servants. To make her come, and know her keeper's call, Where is the life that late 1 led

(Sings. That is,-to watch her, as we watch these kites, Ware are thoseSit down, Kate, and welcome. That bate, and beat, and will not be obedient. Soud, soud, soud, soud !

She eat no meat to-day, nor none shall eat ;
Re-enter Servants, with supper.

Last night she slept not, nor to-night she shall not; -Why, when, I say?-Nay, good sweet Kate, be merry.

As with the meat, some undexrved fault -Off with my boots, you rogues, you villains : When?

I'll find about the making of the bed ; It was the friar of orders grey, [Sings

And here I'll fling the pillow, there the bolster, As he forth coalked on his way :

This way the coverlet, another way the sheets:Out, ort, you rogue! you pluck my foot awry:

Ay, and amid this hurly, I intend, Take that, and mend the placking off the other.

That all is done in reverend care of her;

And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night:

[Strikes him. Be merry, Kate:-Some water, here;—what ho !

And, if she chance to nod, I'll rail, and brawl, Wher-'s my spaniel Troilus ?-Sirrah, get you hence, This is a way to kill a wife with kindness ;

And with the clamour keep her still awake. And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither :

And thus I'll curb her mad and head-strong humour:[E.rit Servant.

He that knows better how to tame a shrew,
One, Kate, that you must kiss and be acquainted with.
-Where are my slippers ?-shall I have some water?

Now let him speak; 'tis charity to show. [Exit. [ A bason is presented to him,

SCENE II.- Padua. Before Baptista's House. Ende Cane, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily:

ter Tranio and Hortensio. [Servant lets the ewer fall. Yon whoreson villain! will you let it fall?

Tra. Is't possible, friend Licio, that Bianca [Strikes him.

Doth fancy any other but Lucentio ? Keth. Patience, I pray you ; 'twas a fault unwilling.

I tell you, sir, she bears me fair in hand. Pet. A v boreson, beetle-headed, flap-card knave!

Hor. Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said, Corne, Kate, sit down; I know you have a stomach.

Stand by, and mark the manner of his teaching. Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else shall I :

[They stand aside. What is this? mutton?

Enter Bianca and Lucentio. 1 Sero. Ay.

Luc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you read ? Who brought it?

Bian. What, master, read you ? first resolve me that. 1 Sero.

I,

Luc. I read that I profess, the art to love. Pe. 'Tis burnt; and so is all the meat :

Bian. And may you provę, sir, master of your art! What dogs are these?-Where is the rascal cook? Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser,

heart.

[They retire. And serve it thus to me that love it not?

Hor. Quick proceeders, marty! Now tell me, I pray, There, take it to you, trenehers, cups, and all : You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca

[Throws the meat, &c. about the stage. Lov'd none in the world so well as Lucentio. You berdless joltheads, and unmanner'd slaves ! Tra. O despiteful love! unconstant womankind !What do you grumble? I'll be with you straight. I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful.

Kath. I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet; Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio,
The meat was well, if you were so contented.

Nor a musician, as I seem to be ;
Pet. I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried away; But one that scorn to live in this disguise,
And I expressly am forbid to touch it,

For such a one as leaves a gentleman,
Por it engenders choler, planteth anger;

And makes a god of such a cullion: And better 'twere, that both of us did fast,

Know, sir, that I am caild-Hortensio. Sinet, of ourselves, ourselves are choleric,

Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh.

of your entire affection to Bianca ; Be patient ; to-morrow it shall be mended,

And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness, And, for this night, we'll fast for company : I will with you, -if you be so contented,Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber. Forswear Bianca and her love for ever. [Exe. Pet. Kath. and Curtis.

Hor. See, how they kiss and court !--Signior LL-
Fath. (Advancing.] Peter, didst ever see the like? centio,
Peter. He kills her in her own humour.

Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow:-
Re-enter Curtis

Never to woo her more; but do forswear her,
Gry. Where is bre?

As one unworthy all the former favours
In her chamber,

That I have fondly flatter'd her withal.
Making a sernion of continency to her:

Tra. And here I take the like unfeigned oath,-And rails, and swears, and rates; that she, poor soul,

Ne'er to marry with her, though she would entreat: Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak;

Fie op her! see, how beastly she doth court him. Atud sits as one dew-risen from a dream.

Hor. 'Would, all the world, but he, had quite for Away, away! for he is coming hither. (Exeunt.

sworn! Reenter. Petruchio.

For me,-that I may surely keep mine oath,

I will be married to a wealthy widow, Ped. Thus have I politicly begup my reign, Ere three days pass ; which hath as long lov'd me, Arad 'tis my hope to end successfully:

As I have lov'd this proud disdainful baggard : My falcon uow is sharp, and passing empty;

And so, farewell, signior Lucentio. -

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Tra. Mistress, we have.
Luc. Then we are rid of Licio.

Tra. I'faith, he'll have a lusty widow now,
That shall be wood and wedded in a day.

Bian. God give him joy!
Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her.
Bian. He says so, Tranio.
Tra. 'Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school.
Bian. The taming-school! what, is there such a

place?
Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master;
That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long,
To tame a shrew, and charm her chattering tongue.

Enter Biondello, running.
Bion. O, master, master, I have watch'd so long,
That I'm dog-weary; but at last. I spied
An ancient angel coming down the hill,
Will serve the turn.
Tra

What is he, Biondello?
Bion. Master, a mercatante, or a perlant,
I know not what; but formal in apparel,
In gait and countenance surely like a father.

Lur. And what of him, Tranio?

Tro. If he be credulous, and trust my tale,
I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio ;
And give assurance to Baptista Minola,
As if he were the right Vincentio.
Take in your love, and then let me alone.

[Exe. Lucand Bian.

Enter a Pedant.
Ped. God save you, sir !
Tra.

And you, sir! you are welcome. Travel you far on, or are you at the furthest ?

Ped. Sir, at the furthest for a week or two:
But then up further; and as far as Rome;
And so to Tripoly, if God lend me life.

Tra. What country man, I pray?
Ped.

Of Mantua.
Tra. Of Mantua, sir ?-marry, God forbid !
And come to Padua, careless of

Ped. My life, sir! how, I pray? for that goes hard.

Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua To come to Padua ; Know you not the cause? Your ships are staid at Venice; and the duke (For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him.) Hath publish 'd and proclaim'd it openly: 'Tis marvel ; but that you're but newly come, You might have heard it else proclaim'd about.

Ped. Alas, sir, it is worse for me than so ; For I have bills for money by exchange From Florence, and inust here deliver them.

Trae Welt sir, to do you courtesy,
his will I do, and this will I advise you ;-

Curt. :)l me, have you ever been at Pisa?
Gru. Lan sir, in Pisa have I often been;
Curt. Herned for grave citizeus.
Gru. There, them, know you one Vincentio ?
Curt. This is himi not, but I have heard of him ;
Gru. And theincomparable wealth.

Tra. He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say,
In countenance somewhat doth resemble you.
Bion. [ Aside.] As much as an apple doth an oyster,

and all one.
Tra. To save your life in this extremity,
This favour will I do you for his sake ;
And think it not the worst of all your fortunes,
That you are like to sir Vincentio.
His name and credit shall you undertake,
And in my house you shall be friendly lodg'd;-
Look, that you take upon you as you should;
You understand me, sir;-so shall you stay
Till you have done your business in the city:
If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it.

Ped. O, sir, I do: and will repute you ever
The patron of my life and liberty.

Tra. Then go with me, to inake the matter good. This, by the way, I let you understand ;My father is here look'd for every day, To pass assurance of a dower in marriage 'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here : In all these circumstances I'D instruct you : Go with me, sir, to clothe you as becomes you. [Exe. SCENE III.-A Room in Petruchio's House. Enter

Katharina and Grumio. Gru. No, no, forsooth; I dare not, for my life. Kath. The more my wrong, the more his spite ap

pears:
What did he marry me to famish me?
Beggars, that come unto my father's door,
Upon entreaty, have a present alms;
If not, elsewhere they meet with charity:
But I,-who never knew how to entreat,-
Am starv'd for meat, giddy for lack of sleep ;
With oaths kept waking, and with brawling fed:
And that which spites me more than all these wants,
He does it under name of perfect love;
A's who should say,-if I should sleep, or ent,
"Twere deadly sickness, or else present death.
I pr’ythee go, and get me some repast ;
I care not what, so it be wholesome food.

Gru. What say you to a neat's foot?
Kath. 'Tis passing good; I prythee let me have it.

Gru. I fear, it is too choleric a meat:-
How say you to a fat tripe, finely broild ?

Kath. I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me.

Gru. I cannot tell; I fear, 'tis choleric.
What say you to a piece of beef, and mustard ?

Kath. A dish that I do love to feed upon.
Gru. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little.
Kath. Why, then the beef, and let the mustard rest.
Gru. Nay, then I will not; you shall have the mus-

tard,
Or else you get no beef of Grumio.

Kath. Then, both, or one, or any thing thou wilt.
Gru. Why, the then mustard without the beef.
Kath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave,

[Beats him.
That feed'st me with the very name of meat:
Sorrow on thee, and all the pack of you,
That triumph thus upon my misery!
Go, get thee gone, I say.
Enter Petruchio with a dish of meat; and Hortensio.
Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all *

mort? Hor. Mistress, what cheer? Kath. 'Faith, as cold as can be.

Pet. Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully upon ide Here, love; thou seest how diligent I am,

your life?

pet of her.

To dress thy meat myself, and bring it thee :

Kath. I never saw a better-fashion'd gown, [Sets the dish on a table. More quaint, more pleasing, nor more commendable : I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits thanks. Belike, you mean to make a puppet of me. What, not a word ? Nay then, thou lovist it not; Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet of And all my pains is sorted to no proof :

thee. Here, take away this dish.

Tai. She says, your worship means to make a pup Kath.

'Pray you, let it stand. Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks ; Pet. O monstrous arrogance! thou liest, thou thread, And so shall inine, before you touch the meat.

Thou thimble, Kath. I thank you, sir.

Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail, Her. Signior Petruchio, fie ! you are to blame! Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter cricket, thou:-Cume, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company. Bravid in mine own house with a skein of thread! Peto Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lov'st me. Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant ;

[ Aside. Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard, -Yueh guod do it unto thy gentle heart !

As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou livist! Kate, eat apace :-And now, my honey love,

I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown. Will we return unto thy father's house;

Tai. Your worship is deceiv'd ; the gown is made And revel it as bravely as the best,

Just as my master had direction : With silken coats, and caps, and golden rings, Grumio gave order how it should be done. With ruffs, and cuffs, and farthingales, and things; Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the stuff. With scarfs, and fans, and double change of bravery, Tai. But how did you desire it should be made? With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knavery. Gru. Marry, sir, with needle and thread. What, hast thou din'd? the tailor stays thy leisure, Tai. But did you not request to have it cut? To deck thy body with his muffling treasure.

Gru. Thou hast faced many things.

Tai. I have.
Enter Tailor.

Gru. Face not me: thou håst braved many men ; -Côme, tailor, let us see these ornaments.

brave not me; I willóneither be faced, nor braved. I Enter Haberdasher.

say unto thee,-I bid thy master cut out the gown; Lay forth the gown. What news with you, sir? but I did not bid him eut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest. Heb. Here is the cap your worship did bespeak. Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify. Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer;

Pet. Read it. A felvet dish ;-fie, fie; 'tis lewd and filthy!

Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I said so. Why, tis a cockle, or a walnut shell,

Tai. Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown :A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap ;

Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew Away with it, come, let me have a bigger.

me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a Keh. f'll have no bigger; this doth fit the time, bottom of brown thread : I said, a gown. And gentlewomen wear such caps as these.

Pet. Proceed.
Pat. When you are gentle, you shall have one too, Tai. With a small compassed cape :-
And pot till then.

Gru. I confess the cape.
Hor.

That will not be in haste. [Aside. Txi. With a trunk sleeve ;Kath. Why, sir, I trust, I may have leave to speak ; Gru. I confess two sleeves. And speak i will; I am no child, no babe:

Tai. The sleeves curiously cut. Your betters have endur'd me say my mind;

Pet. Ay, there's the villany. And, if you cannot, best you stop your ears.

Gru. Error is the bill, sir; error i' the bill. I comby tougue will tell the anger of my heart;

manded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed up Orelse my heart, concealing it, will break:

again ; and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy litAnd, rather than it shall, I will be free

ile finger be armed in a thimble. Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words.

Tai. This is true that I say; an I had thee in place Pe. Why, thou say'st true ; it is a paltry cap, where, thou should'st know it. A exstard-coffin, a bauble, a silken pie :

Gru. I am for thee straight: take thou the bill, give I love thee well, in that thou lik’st it not.

me thy mete-yard, and spare not me, Keh. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap; Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no And it I will have, or I will have none.

odds. Pt. Thay gown? why, ay :-Come, tailor, let us Pet. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me. see't.

Gru. You are i' the right, sir ; 'tis for my mistress. O merey, God! what masking stuff is here?

Pet. Go, take it up unto thy master's use. What's tris? a sleeve ? 'tis like a demi-cannon : Gru. Villain, not for thy life: Take up my mistress's Vlar! up and down, carv'd like an apple-tart? gown for thy master's use ! Here's snip, and nip, and cut, and slish, and slash, Pet. Why, sir, what's your conceit in that? Like to a censer in a barber's shop:

Gru. O, sir, the conceit is deeper than you think for: Why, what, o devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this? Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use ! Mar. I see, she's like to have neither cap nor gown.

0, fie, fie, fie!

[Aside. Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor paid : Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well,

[Aside. According to the fashion, and the time.

-Go, take it hence; be gone, and say no more. Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be remember'd, Hor. Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-morrow. I did not bid you mar it to the time.

Take no unkindness of his hasty words: Go hop me over every kennel home,

Away, I say: commend me to thy master. [Ex. Tai. For you shall hop without my custom, sir :

Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your fam I'll none of it; hence, make your best of it:

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Even in these honest menn habiliments ;

With one consent to have her so bestow'd ;
Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor : For curious I cannot be with you,
For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich ;

Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well.
And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say;
So honour pet reth in the meanest habit.

Your plainness, and your shortness, please me welt.
What is the jay more precious than the lark, Right true it is, your son Lucentio here
Because his feathers are more beautiful?

Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him, Or is the adder better than the eel,

Or both dissemble deeply their affections : Because his painted skin contents the eye?

And, therefore if you say no more than this, 0, no, good Kate ; neither art thou the worse

That like a father you will deal with him, For this poor furniture, and mean array.

And pass my daughter a sufficient dower,
If thou account'st it shame, lay it on me:

The maich is fully made, and all is done:
And therefore, frolic; we will hence forthwith, Your son shall have my daughter with consent.
To feast and sport us at thy father's house-

Tra. I thank you, sir. Where then do you know Go, call my men, and let us straight to him;

best, And bring our horses unto Long-lane end,

We be affied; and such assurance ta'en, There will we mount, and thither walk on foot. As shall with either part's agreement stand? Let's see; I think, 'tis now some seven o'clock,

Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio ; for, you know, And well we may come there by dimer-time. Pitcher's have ears, and I have many servants:

Kath. I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two ; Besides, old Gremio is heark’ning still ; And 'twill be supper-zime, ere you come ther. And, happily, we might be interrupted. Pet. It shall be seven, ere I go to borse:

Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, sir: Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do,

There doth my father lie; and there, this night, You are still crossing it.-Sirs, let't alone :

We'll pass the business privately and well : I will not go to-day; and ere I do,

Send for your daughter by your servant here, It shall be what o'clock I say it is.

My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently. Hor. Why, so! this gallant will command the sun. The worst is this.- that, at so slender warning,

[Exeunt. You’re like to have a thin and slender pittance. SCENE IV.-Padun. Before Baptista's House. En

Bap. It likes me well :-Cambio, hie you home, ter Tranio, and the Pedant dressed like Vincentio. And bid Bianca make her ready straight; Tra. Sir, this is the house ; Please it you, that I call? And, if you will, tell what hath happened :Ped. Ay, what else? and, but I be deceivd,

Lucentio's father is arrivd in Padua, Siguior Baptista may remember me,

And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife. Ncar twenty years ago, in Genoa, where

Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my heart ! We were lodgers at the Pegasus.

Trn. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. Tra.

--Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? And hold your own in any case, with such

Welcome ! one mess is like to be your cheer: Austerity as 'longeth to a father.

Come, sir; we'll better it in Pisa.

Bap. I follow you. [Eacune Tra. Ped. and Bap. Enter Biondello.

Bion. Cambio. Ped. I warrant you : But, sir, here comes your boy ;

Luc. "Twere good, he were schoold.

What say'st thou, Biondello?

Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon
Tra. Fear you not him.--Sirrah, Biondello,
Now do your duty throughly, I advise you ;

Luc. Biondello, what of that?
Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio.
Bion. Tut! fear net me.

Bion. 'Faith, nothing; but he has left me here be Tra. But hast thou done thy criand to Baptista ?

hind, to expound the meaning or moral of his signs

and tokens. Bion. I told him, that your father was at Venice; And that you look'd for him this day in Padua.

Luc. I pray thee, moralize them. Tra. Thou’rt a tall fellow; hold thee that to drink.

Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the Here comes Baptista ;-set your countenance, sir.

deceiving father of a deceitful son.

Luc. And what of him?
Enter Baptista and Lucentio.

Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to the Signior Baptista, you are happily met:

supper. -Sir, [To the Pedant.]

Luc. And then ?This is the gentleman I told you of;

Bion. The old priest at Saint Luke's church is at I pray you, stand good father to me now,

your command at all hours. Give me Bianca for my patrimony.

Luc. And what of all this?
Ped. Soft, son!

Bion. I cannot tell ; except they are busied about a -Sir, by your leave: having come to Padua

counterfeit assurance :-Take you assurance of her, To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio

cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum: to the church; Made me acquainted with a weighty canse

-take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient honest Of love between your daughter and himself:

witnesses : And--for the good report I hear of you ;

If this be not that you look for, I have no more to say, And for the love he beareth to your danghter, But, biu Bianca farewell for ever and a day. [Going. And she to him,-to stay him not too long,

Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello? I'am content, in a good father's care,

Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in To have him matchi'd ; and,-if you please to like an afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to | No worse than I, sir,-upon some agreement, stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir; and so adieu, sir.

Me shall you find most ready and most willing My master hath appointed me to go to Saint Luke's, 9

'Tis well;

you?

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