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As Ovid be an outcast quite abjur'd.
Talk logic with acquaintance that you have,
And practise rhetoric in your common talk;
Music and poesy use to quicken you ;
The mathematics, and the metaphysics,
Fall to them, as you find your stomach ferves you.
No profit grows, where is no pleasure ta’en :
In brief, Sir, study what you most affect.

Luc. Gramercies, Tranio, well doft thou advise ;
If, Biondello, thou wert come afhore,
We could at once put us in readiness ;
And take a lodging fit to entertain
Such friends, as time in Padua shall beget,
But stay a while, what company is this?

Tra. Mafter, some show to welcome us to town,

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Enter Baptifta, with Catharina and Bianca, Gremio

and Hortensio. Lucentio and Tranio stand by.

Bap. Gentlemen both, importune me no farther,
For how I firmly am resolv'd, you know;
That is, not to bestow my youngest daughter,
Before I have a husband for the elder:
If either of you both love Catharina,
Because I know you well, and love you well,
Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure.

Gre. To cart her rather.—She's too rough for me : There, there, Hortenfio, will you any wife?

Cath. I pray you, Sir, is it your will
To make a stale of me amongst these mates ?

Hor. Mates, maid, how mean you that ? no mates

for you;

Unless you were of gentler, milder mould.

Cath. I' faith, Sir, you shall never need to fear,
I wis, it is not half way to her heart :
But if it were, doubt not, her care shall be
To comb your noddle with a three-legg'd ftool,
And paint your face, and use you like a fool.

Hör. From all such devils, good Lord, deliver us.
Gre. And me too, good Lord.

Tra. Huh, Mafter, here's some good pastime

That wench is stark mad, or wonderful fro-

Luc. But in the other's silence I do fee
Maid's mild behaviour and sobriety.
Peace, Tranio.

Tra. Well said, Mafter; mam ! and gaze

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"your fill.

Bap. Gentlemen, that I may foon make good
What I have said, Bianca, get you in;
And let it not displease thee, good Bianca;
For I will love thee ne'er the less, my girl.

Cath. A pretty peat ! it is best put finger in the eye, an she knew why.

Bian. Sifter, content you in my discontent. Sir, to your pleasure.humbly I subscribe : My books and instruments shall be my company, On them to lock, and practise by myself. Luc. Hark, Tranio, thou may'st hear Minerva speak.

Hor. Signior Baptista, will you be so strange!
Sorry am I, that our good will effucts
Bianca's grief.

Gre. Why will you mew her up,
Signior Baptifta, for this fiend of hell,
And make her bear the penance of her tongue ?

Bap. Gentlemen, content ye; I am resolv'd :
Go'in, Bianca.

[Exit Bianca. And for I know, me taketh most delight In music, instruments, and poetry ; Schoolmafters will I keep within my house, · Fit to instruct her youth. If you, Hortensio, Or Signior Gremio, you, know any such, Prefer them hither: for to cunning men I will be very kind; and liberal To mine own children, in good bringing up ; And so farewel. Catharina, you may fay, For I have more to commune with Bianca. [Exit.

Cath. Why, and, I truft, I may go too, may I not? What, thall I be appointed hours, as tho', belike, I

knew not what to take, and what to leave ? ha !

[Exit. S CE N E III. Gre. You may go to the devil's dam : your gifts are so good, here is none will hold you. Our love is not so great, Hortensio, but we may blow our nails together, and fast it fairly out. Our cake's dow on both fides. Farewel; yet for the love I bear my sweet Bianca, if I can by any means light on a fit man to teach her that wherein she delights, I will wish him to her father.

Hor. So will I, Signior Gremio. But a word, I pray: tho' the nature of our quarrel 'never yet brook'd parle, know now, upon advice, it toucheth us both, that we may yet again have access to our fair mistress, and be happy rivals in Bianca's love, to labour and effect one thing 'specially.

Gre. What's that, I pray?
Hor. Marry, Sir, to get a husband for her lifter.
Gre. A husband ! a devil.-
Hor. I say, a husband.

Gre. I say, a devil. Think'st thou, Hortenfio, tho her father be very rich, any man is so very a fool to be married to hell ?

Hor. Tush, Gremio ; tho' it pass your patience and mine to endure her loud alarms, why, man, there be good fellows in the world, an a man could light on them, would take her with all her faults, and money enough.

Gre. I cannot tell ; but I had as lief take her dowry with this condition, to be whipp'd at the high-cross every morning.

Hor. 'Faith, as you say, there's a small choice in rotten apples. But, come, since this bar in law makes us friends, it shall be so far forth friendly maintain’d, till by helping Baptista's eldest daughter to a husband, we set his youngest free for a husband, and then have to't afresh. Sweet Bianca ! happy man be his dole! he that runs fastest gets the ring; how say you, Signior Gremio ?

Gre. I am agreed ; and would I had given him the Vol. II,


best horse in Padua to begin bis wooing, that would throughly woo her, wed her, and bed her, and rid the house of her.

[Exeunt Gremio and Hortenfio.

Come on.



Manent Tranio and Lucentio.
Tra. I pray, Sir, tell me, is it possible
That love should on a sudden take such hold ?

Luc, Oh Tranio, till I found it to be true,
I never thought it possible or likely.
But see, while idly I stood looking on,
I found th’ effect of love in idleness :
And now in plainness do confess to thee,
(That art to me as secret, and as dear,
As Anna to the Queen of Carthage was);
Tranio, I burn, I pine, I perish, Tranio,
If I atchieve not this young modest girl.
Counsel me, Tranio, for, I know, thou canst ;
Allist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt.

Tra. Master, it is no time to chide you now;
Affection is not rated from the heart.
If love hath toild you, nought remains but so,
Redime te captum quàm queas minimo.

Luc. Gramercy, lad; go forward, this contents; The rest will comfort, for thy counsel's sound.

Tra. Master, you lookd so longly on the maid, Perhaps you mark'd not what's the pith of all.

Luc. O yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face; Such as the daughter of Agenor had, That made great Jove to humble him to her hand, When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan strand. Tra. Saw you no more ? mark'd you not, how her

fifter Began to scold, and raise up such a storm, That mortal ears might hardly endure the din ?

Luc. Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move, And with her breath she did perfume the air ; Sacred and sweet was all I saw in her.

Tra. Nay, then 'tis time to stir him from his trance : I pray, awake, Sir; if


love the maid, Bend thoughts and wit t’atchieve her. Thus it stands ; Her eldest after is so curs'd and threwd,


That till the father rids his hands of her,
Master, your love must live a maid at home;
And therefore has he closely mew'd her up,
Because she shall not be annoy'd with suitors.

Luc. Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father's he !
But art thou not advis'd, he took some care

get her cunning schoolmasters to instruct her?
Tra. Ay, marry, am I, Sir; and now ’tis plotted.
Luc. I have it, Tranio.

Tra, Master, for my hand,
Both our inventions meet and jump in one.

Luc. Tell me thine firit.

Tra. You will be schoolmaster,
And undertake the teaching of the maid:


Luc. It is : may it be done ?

Tra. Not poflible : for who shall bear your part,
And be in Padua here Vincentio's son,
Keep house, and ply his book, welcome his friends,
Visit his countrymen, and banquet them?

Luc. Bafta ;-content thee; for I have it full.
We have not yet been seen in any house,
Nor can we be distinguish'd by our faces,
For man or master : then it follows thus.
Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead ;
Keep house, and port, and servants, as I should,
I will some other be, some Florentine,
Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of Pisa.
'Tis hatch'd, and shall be fo : Tranio, at once
Uncase thee : take my colour'd hat and cloak,
When Biondello comes, he waits on thee;
But I will charm him first to keep his tongue.

Tra. So had you need, [They exchange habits.
In brief, good Sir, fith it your pleasure is,
And I am ty'd to be obedient,
(For so your father chargéd me at our parting;
Be serviceable to my son, quoth he),
Altho', I think, 'twas in another fenfe
I am content to be Lucentio,
Because so well I love Lucentio.
Luc. Tranio, be fo; because Lucentio loves ;

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