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(For dainties are all Cates) and therefore Kate;
Cath. Mov’d! in good time; let him, that mov'd you Remove you
I knew you at the first [hither, You were a moveable,
Pet. Why, what's a moveable ?
Pet. Alas, good Kate, I will not burden thee;
Cath. Too light for such a swain as you to catch ; And yet
as heavy as my weight should be. Pet. Should bee; should buz. Cath. Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. Pet. Oh, slow-wing'd turtle, shall a buzzard take thee? Cath. Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard. Pet. Come, come, you wasp, i'faith, you are too angry. Cath. If I be waspish, 'beit beware my fting, Pet. My remedy is then to pluck it out. Cath. Ah, if the fool could find it, where it lies.
Pet.Who knows not, where a wasp doth wear his sting? In his tail..
Cath. In his tongue.
Pet. What, with my tongue in your tail ? nay, come Good Kate, I am a gentleman.
(again, Cath. That I'll try.
[She strikes bim. Pet. I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again. Cath. So may you
Cath. What is your crest, a coxcomb?
[rower. Pet. Then shew it me. Carb. Had I glass, I would. Pet. What, you mean my face? Caih. Weil aim'd, of such a young one. Pet. Now, by St. George, I am too young for you, . Cath. Yet you are wither'd. Pet. 'Tis with cares. Cath. I care not. Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate; insooth, you 'scape not fo. Cath. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go.
Pet. No, not a whit, I find you passing gentle : 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and sullen, And now I find report a vesy liar; For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous, But flow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers. Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look afcance, Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will, Nor haft thou pleasure to be cross in talk; But thou with mildness entertain't thy wooers, With gentle conf'rence, soft and affable. Why doth the world report, that Kate doth limp? Oh, sland'rous world ! Kate, like the hazle twig, Is strait, and slender ; and as brown in hue As hazle nuts, and sweeter than the kernels. 0, let me see thee walk : Thou dost not halt.
Cath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command.
Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove,
Cath. Where did you study all this goodly speech ? 2 Pet. It is extempore, from my mother wit. Gath. A witty mother, witless elle her son.
Pet. Am I not wise?
Pet. Why, so I mean, sweet Catharine, in thy bed;
Enter Baptista; Gremio, and Tranio. Bap. Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with my
Pet. How but well, Sir? how but well? [daughter? It were impoflible I fhould speed amiss.
Bap. Why,how now,daughter Catharine, in yourdumpst
Cath. Call you me daughter? now, I promise you, You've fhew'd a tender fatherly regard, To wish me wed to one half lunatick; A madcap ruffian, and a swearing Jack, That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.
Pet. Father, 'tis thus; yourself and all the world, That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her; If she be curft, it is for policy, For she's not froward, but modest as the dove : She is not hot, but temperate as the morn ; For patience, she will prove a second Griffel; And Roman Lucrece for her chaftity. And, to conclude, we've 'greed so well together, That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.
Cath. I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first. Gre.Hark: Petruchio! she says, she'll see theehang'd first. • Tra. Is this your speeding? nay, then, good-night our Pet. Be patient, Sirs, I chuse her for myself ; [past!
If the and I be pleas'd, what's that to you?
Bap. I know not what to say, but give your hands: God send you joy, Petruchio, 'tis a match.
Gre. Tra. Amen, say we; we will be witnesses.
Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu ;
[Exe. Petruchio, and Catharine jeveraliz. Gre. Was ever match clapt up so suddenly?
Bap. Faith, gentlemen, I play a merchaat's part; And venture madly on a desperate mart.
Tra. "Twas a commodity lay fretting by you; 'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas
Bap. The gain I seek is quiet in the match.
Gre. No doubt, but he hath got a quiet catch:
Tra., And I am one, that love Bianca more
Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love so deir as I.
Gre. But thine doth fry.
Tra. But youth, in ladies eyes that flourisheth.
Bap. Content you, entlemen, Iwill compound this ftrife;
Gre. First, as you know, my house within the city
Tra. That only came well in. --Sir, lift to me;
My (14) Gre. "Two thousand ducats by the year of land !
My land amounts not to fo mucb in all :
That she fall bave, ard] Though all the copies concur in this reading, surely, if we examine the reasoning, something will be found wrong. Gremio is startled at the high settlement: Tranio proposes, says, his whole estate in land can't match it, yet he'll settle so much a year upon her, &c. This is mock-reasoning, or I don't know what to call it. The change of the