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Cur. By this reck’ning, he is more shrew than he.

Gru. Ay; and that thou and the proudest of you all Thall find, when he comes home. But what talk I of this !--call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugar-fop, and the reft: let their heads be fleekly comb'd, their blue coats brush'd, and their

garters indifferent knot: let them curt'sy with their left legs; and not presume to touch a hair of my master's horsetail, till they kiss their hands. Are they all ready?

Cur. They are.
Gru. Call them forth.

Cur. Do you hear, ho! [calling. ) you must meet my master, to countenance my mistress.

Gru. Why, she hath a face of her own. “ Cur. Who knows not that?

Gru. Thou, it seems ; that call'st for company to 46 countenance her.

Cur. I call them forth to credit her. " Gru. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them.

Enter several Servants. 1. S. Welcome home, Grumio. 2. S. How now, Grumio ? 3. S. What, Grumio ! 4.

S. Fellow Grumio ! i. S. How now, old lad :

Gru. Welcome, you;-how now, yor. ;-what you ; -fellow, you ;-and thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, and all things neat?

1. S. All things are ready. Hou' near is our master ?

Gru. E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore be not, -Cock's passion, llence; I hear my master.

* Grumio is extremely laughable through this scene; but very

. dif: ficult for stage execution, there is such a degree of rhapsodical cramp. Bels in his ludicrous defcriptions,


Enter Petruchio and Catherine. Pet. Where be these knaves ? What, no man at the

door, To hold my ftirrop, nor to take my

horse ! Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?

Ser. Here, here, fir; Here, fir.

[Crouding round him.
Pet. Here, fir! heré, fir L here, fir ! here, fir!
You logger-headed and unpolish'd grooms!
What, no attendance ? no regard ? no duty ? -
Where is the foolish knave I sent before ?

Gru. Here, fir ;. as foolish as I was before.
Pet. You peasant swain! you whorson malt-horse

Did I not bid theę meet me in the park,
And bring along these rascal knaves with thee ?

Gru. Nathaniel's coat, fir, was not fully made,
And Gabriel's pumps were all-unpink'd i'th' heel;
There was no link to colour Peter's hat,
And Walter's dagger was not come from sheathing :
There were none fine but Adam, Raiph, and Gregory ;
The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly;
Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you.
Pet. Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in..

[Exeunt some of the Servants. Cloth laid. Where is the life that late I led, say they:-- [Sings. Where are those villains i-Sit down, Kate, and wel

[Sits to table. Soud, foud, soud, foud !

[Wiping himself. Re-enter Servants with supper. Why when, I say?-Nay, good sweet Kate, be merryOff with my boots, you rogues, you villains; when It was the friar of orders grey,

[Sings. As he forth walked on his way :Out, out, you rogue ! [to the Servant.) you pluck my Take that, (Ariking him.] and mend the plucking of

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Where's my spaniel Troilus? -Sirrah, get you hence,
And bid my cousin Ferdinand come bither :-- (Exit Ser.
Dne, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acquainted with.-
Where are my dippers ?-Shall I have some water :-

(Water presented. Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily

(Servant lets the ewer fall. You whorson villain! will you let it fall? [Strikes him.

Cat. Parience, I pray you, 'twas a fault unwilling.

Pet. A whorfon, beetle-headed, Aap-ear'd knave! Come, Kate, sit down ; I know you have a ftomach.

[Seats ber by him Will you give thanks, sweet Kate, or else thall I? What is this? mutton ?

1. S. Ay.
Pet. Who brought it?

Pet. 'Tis burnt; and so is all the ref o'th' peat:-
What dogs are these ? - Where is the rascal cooki
How durit you, villains, bring it from the dresser,
And serve it thus to me that love it not?
There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all ;

[Tbrowing all at them.
You heedless jolt-heads, and unmanner'd flaves !
What, do you grumble ? I'll be with you straight.

Cat. I pray you, busband, be not so disquiet ;
The meat was well, if you were so contented.

Pet. I tell thec, Kate, 'twas burnt, and dry'd away;
And I expressly am forbid to touch it,
For it engenders choler, planteth anger :
And better ’owere, that both of us did fast,-
Since, of ourfelves, ourselves are choleric,
Than feed it with such over-roasted fleh.
Be patient; to-morrow't shall be mended,
And, for this night, we'll fast for company :-
Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber

(Exit, leading out Cat. Cur. follows.

The extravagant degree of tyraphy and caprice, exhibited by Perrubio, is admirably conceived, and equally expressed ; it requires great force and variety in action.

1. 3. (advancing.] Peter, didft ever see the like?

5. S. He kills her In her own humour.

Re-enter Curtis. Gru. Where is he?

Cur. In her chamber, Making a serion of continency to her : And rails, and swears, and rates ; that she, poor soul, Kaows not which way to stand, to look, to speak; And fits as one new-rifen from a dream. Away, away, ! for he is coming hither. [Exeunt.

Re-enter Petrachio. Put. Thus have I politicly begun my reign, And 'tis my hope to end successfully : “ My faulcon now is sharp, and passing empty; “ And, 'till the stoop, she must not be full gorg'd,

For then she never looks upon her lure. Another way. I have to man my haggard, To make her come, and know her keeper's call s That io,mto watch her, as we watch these kites, Tbat bait, and Beat, and will not be obedient. She eat no meat to day, nor none shall eat ; Last night she slept not, nor to-night she shall not: As with the meat, some undeserved fault I'll find about the making of the bed ; And here I'll Aing the pillow, there the bolster, This way the coverler, another way the theets :Ay, and, amid this hurly, I intend, That all is done in rev'rend care of her ; And, in conclusion, the shall watch all night: And, if the chance to nod, I'll rail, and brawl; And with the clamour keep her still awake. This is a way to kill a wife with kindness; And thus ['ll curb her mad and head-strong humour : He that knows better how to tame a shrew, Now let him Tpeak; 'tis charity to shew*. [Exit.

* Petrucbio, in this speech, shows policy, spirit, and good sense; the lines, however, which we have marked, may well be spared, for


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SCENE I. Padua. Before Baptifta's House. Inter Lucentio and Bianca, courting ;' and, on the oppofite fide, Tranio and Hortensin:

S'T possible, friend Licio, that Bianca

Doth fancy any other but Lucentio ?
I tell you, fir, she bears me fair in hand.

Hor. To satisfy you, fir, in what I have said,
Stand by, and mark the manner of his teaching.

They retire. Luc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you read ? Bia. What, master, read your firt resolve me that. Luc. I read that I profess, the art to love. Bia. And may you prove, fir, master of your art ! Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart.

[Court apart. Hor. Marry, quick proceeders !--Tell me now, I pray,

[ Advancing. You that durft swear your mistress fair Bianca Lov'd none i'th' world so well as her Lucentio ?

Tra. Despightful love! unconstant womankind !
I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful.

Hor. Mistake no more : I am not Licio,
Nor a musician, as I seem to be ;
But one that scorn to live in this disguise,
For such a one as leaves a gentleman,
And makes a god of such a cullion :
Know, fir, that I am call'd-Hortenso.

Tra. Signior Hortensia, I have often heard
Of your entire affection to Bianca;
And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness,
I will with you, if you be so contented, -
Forswear Bianca and her love for ever.

the performer's fake, and are not very valuable to the reader; from this husband and bis man Grunio, the third act gains remarkable vivacity,

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