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my leave,

Hor. See, how they kiss and court!-Signior Lucentio, Here is my hand, and here I firmly vowNever to woo her more ; but do forswear her, As one unworthy all the former favours That I have foodly flatter'd her withal.

" Tra. And here I take the like unfeigned oath, — “ Never to marry her, though she would entreat :

Fic on her ! see, how beaftly she doth court him. Hor. 'Would, all the world, but he, had quite for

“ sworn! “ For me, that I may surely keep mine oath, " I will be marry'd to a wealthy widow, “ Ere three days pass; which hath as long lov'd me, “ As I have lov'd this proud disdainfül haggard : “ And so farewel, fignior Lucentio.Kindaefs in women, not their beauteous looks, Shall win my love :--and so I take In resolution as I swore before.

[Exit Hor. Tra. Mistress Bianca, (paling to the other side.] bleis. you with such

As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case !
Nay, I have ta’en you napping, gentle love ;
And have forsworn you, with Hortenfio.

Bia. Tranio, you jeft; but have you both forsworn med
Tra. Mistress, we have.
Luc. Then we are rid of Licio.

Tra. l'faith, he'll have a lufty widow now,
That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day.

Bia. God give him joy! Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her. Bia. He says fo, Tranio. Tra. 'Faith, he is gone unto the taming school. Bia. 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. Bio. O, master, master, I have watch'd so long * That I'm dog-weary ; but at laft I spy'd * An ancient engle coming down the hill,

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Tra. What is he, Biondello ?

Bio. Mafter, a mercatante, or a pedant, " I know not what; but formal in apparel, “ In gait and countenance surely like a father.

Luc. What of him, Tranio ?

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

(Exeunt Luc, and Bia. “ Enter a Pedant. “ Ped. Heav'n save


fir! Tra. And you, fir! you are welcome. “ Travel you far on, or are you at the farthest ?

Ped. Sir, at the farthest, for a week or two : “ But then up farther; and as far as Rome ; “ And so to Tripoly, if Heav'n lend sne life,

Tra. What countryman, I pray? « Ped. Of Mantua.

Tra. Of Mantia, fire-marry now, beav'n forbid ! “ And come to Padua; careless of your life?

Ped. My life, fir! how, I pray for that goes bard.

Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua To come to Padua ; know you not the cause i " Your ships are stay'd at Venice; and the duke, “ For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him, “ Hath publith'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, fir, it is worse for me than fo; “ For I have bills for money by exchange From Florence, and must here deliver them.

Tra. Well, fir, to do you courtesy herein, " This will I do, and this I will advise you ;First, tell me, have you ever been at Pija?

Ped. Ay, fir, in Pifa have I often been ; Pisa, renowned for grave citizens.

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." Tra. Among them, know you one Vincentio !

Ped. I know him not, but I have heard of him ; “ A merchant of incomparable wealth.

Tra. He is my father, fir; and, footh to say, “ In count’nance somewhat doth resemble you. Bio. As much as an apple doth an oyster, and all one.

[Afide. « 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


fortunes, That you are like to Sir Vincentio. “ His name and credit fall you undertake, " And in my house you shall be friendly lodg'd ;“ Look that you take upon you as you should ; " You understand me, fir ;-so shall you stay, 'Till you have done your business in the city : “ If this be court'sy, sir, accept of it.

Ped. O, fir, i do; and will repute you ever The patron of my life and liberty.

Tra. Then go with me, to make 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'll instruct you. " Go with me, sir, to cloath you as becomes you *.

[Exeunt. SCENE II. A Room in Petruchio's House.

Enter Grumio, Catherine following: Gru. No, no, forsooth; I dare not for my life.

Cat. The more my wrong, the more his spite appears : What, did he marry me to familh me? Beggars, that come unto my father's door, Upon entreaty, have a present alms ; If not, elsewhere they meet with charity :

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Bat 1,--who never knew how to entreat,
Nor never needed that I should entreat,
Am ftary'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 wrongs, .
He does it under name of perfect love ;
As who should say,—if I hould sleep, or eat,
"Twere deadly fickness, or else present death.
I pr’ythee, go, and get me some repaft ;
I care not what, so it be wholsome food.

Gru. What say you to a neat's foot.
Cat. 'Tis pafliog good; I pr’ythee, let me bave it..

Grm I fear, it is too phlegmatick a meat:
How say you to a fat tripe, finely broild ?

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

Gru. I cannot tell; I fear, 'ris cholerick.
What say you to a piece of beef, and mustarda:

Cat. A dish that I do love to feed upon.
Gru. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little.
Gat. Why, then the beef, and let the muftard reft.

Gru. Nay, then I will not; you thall have the mustard,
Or else you get no beef of Grumio.

Cat. Then both, or one, or any thing, thou wilt.
Gru. Why, then the mustard now without the beef*.
Cat. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding flave,

[beating bim.
That feed'ft 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 ; Hortenfio.

with him.
Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all amort
Hor. Mistressz what cheer?
Cat. I'faith, as cold as can be.

Pet. Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully upon me.
Here, love ; thou see'st how diligent I am,

[Setting his Dijh upon a Table. . Grumio's treatment of his miAress in this scene is exceedingly comic ; and the bumiliated termagant Catberine, is very well drava.


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To dress thy meat myself, and bring it thee :
I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits thanks.
What, not a word ? Nay then, thou lov'it it not ;.
And all my pains is forted to no proof :-
Here, take


this dish. Cat. I pray you, let it stand.

Pet. The poorest service is repay'd with thanks;: And fo.fhall mine, before you touch the meat.

Cat. I thank you, fir.

Hor. Signior Petruchio, fie ! you are to blame :Come, mitress Kate, I'll bear you company.

(Sits to Table along with ber. Pe. Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lov'it me. (Afide. Now much good do't unto thy gentle heart! Kate, eat ace: And now, my honey love, Will we return unto thy father's house ;: And revel it as bravely as the best, With filken coats, and caps, and golden rings, With ruffs, and cuffs, and fardingals, and things ; With scarfs, and fans, and double change of bravery,, With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knavery.

(Cat. and Hor. rife. What, haft thou din'd? The taylor stays thy leisure, To deck thy body with his ruftling treasure.

Enter Taylor with a Gorn.
Come, taylor, let us see these ornaments ;

Enter Haberdasher.
Lay forth the gown. What news with you, fir ? ba?

Hab. Here is the cap your worship did bespeak.

Pet. Why, this was molded on a porrenger;
A velvet dith ;-fie, fie! 'ris lewd and filtby..
Why, 'tis a cockle, or a walnut-shell,
A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap;:
Away with it, come, let me have a bigger.

Cat. I'll have no bigger ; this doth fit the time,
And gentlewomen wear such caps as these.

Pet. When you are gentle, you shall have one too,
And not 'till then.

Hor. That will not be in haste.
Cat. Why, fir, I trust, I may have leave to speak ;



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