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thall die in oblivion, and thou return unexperienc'd to thy grave.
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.
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.
Gru. Here, fir ;. as foolish as I was before.
Gru. Nathaniel's coat, fir, was not fully made,
[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
the other. Bc merry, Kare :-Some water here ; what bo !-
foot awry :
1. S. 1.
Where's my spaniel Troilus? -Sirrah, get you hence,
(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. 'Tis burnt; and so is all the ref o'th' peat:-
[Tbrowing all at them.
Cat. I pray you, busband, be not so disquiet ;
Pet. I tell thec, Kate, 'twas burnt, and dry'd away;
(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
A CT IV.
SCENE I. Padua. Before Baptifta's House. Inter Lucentio and Bianca, courting ;' and, on the oppofite fide, Tranio and Hortensin:
Doth fancy any other but Lucentio ?
Hor. To satisfy you, fir, in what I have said,
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 !
Hor. Mistake no more : I am not Licio,
Tra. Signior Hortensia, I have often heard
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,