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As I before imparted to your Worship,
marry sweet Bianca with consent.
Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into,
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Gre. As willingly as e'er I came from school.
Tra. Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible.
Gre. Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him.
Sir Lucentio; when the Priest
This mad-brain'd Bridegroom took him such a cuff
, That down fell priest and book, and book and priest. Now take them up, quoth he, if any lift.
Tra. What said the wench, when he rose up again? Gre. Trembled and shook; for why, he stamp'd
and fwore, As if the Vicar meant to cozen him. But after many ceremonies done, , He calls for wine: a health, quoth he; as if H'ad been aboard carousing to his Mates After a storm; quafft off the muscadel, And threw the fops all in the sexton's face ; Having no other cause, but that his beard Grew thin and hungerly, and seem'd to ask His fops as he was drinking. This done, he took The Bride about the neck, and kist her lips With such a clamorous smack, that at the parting All the church echo'd ; and I seeing this, Came thence for very shame; and after me, I know, the rout is coming : Such a mad marriage Ne er was before.—Hark, hark, I hear the minstrels.
your pains :
Enter Petruchio, Catharina, Bianca, Hortensio,
and Baptista. Pet.
YENTLEMEN and friends, I thank you for GE I know, you think to dine with me to day, And have prepar'd great store of wedding cheer; But so it is, my haste doth call me bence; And therefore here I mean to take my
leave. Bap. Is't poflible, you will away to night?
Pet. I must away to day, before night come.
And, honest Company, I thank you all,
Tra. Let us intreat you stay 'till after dinner.
Pet. I am content, you shall intreat me, stay;
Cath. Now, if you love me, stay.
Gru. Ay, Sir, they be ready : * the oats have eaten the horses.
Cath. Nay, then, Do what thou canst, I will not go to day; No, nor to-morrow, nor 'till I please myself : The door is open, Sir, there lies your way, You may be jogging, while your boots are green; For me, I'll not go, 'till I please myself: 'Tis like, you'll prove a jolly surly groom, That take it on you at the first so roundly.
Pet. O, Kate, tontent thee, pr’ythee, be not angry.
Cath. I will be angry; what haft thou to do? Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure.
Gre. Ay, marry, Sir; now it begins to work.
Cath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner. I see, a woman may be made a fool, If she had not a spirit to refift. Pet. They shall go forward, Kate, at
go forward, Kate, at thy command. Obey the Bride, you that attend on her: Go to the feast, revel and domineer; Carouse full measure to her maiden-head; * The oats have eaten the horses.] That is, the Distemper is so call'd.
Be mad and merry, or go hang yourselves ;
[Exeunt Pet. and Cath. Bap. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones. Gre. Went they not quickly, I should die with
Tra. Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it?
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Petruchio's Country House.
GRUM M I 0.
all mad masters, and all foul ways ! was ever man so beaten ? was ever man so raide ? was ever man so wcary? I am sent before, to make a fire; and they are coming after, to warm them: now were I not a little pot, and soon hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me; but I with blowing the fire shall warm myself; for, confidering the weather, a taller man than I will take cold: holla, hoa, Curtis !
Gru. A piece of ice. If thou doubt it, thou may'ft side from my shoulder to my heel, with no greater a run but my head and my neck. A fire, good Curtis.
Curt. Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio ?
Gru. Oh, ay, Curtis, ay; and therefore fire, fire ; cast on no water.
Curt. Is she so hot a Shrew, as she's reported ?
Gru. She was, good Curtis, before this frost; but thou know'st, winter tames man, woman and beast ; for it hath tam'd my old master, and my new mistress, and myself, fellow Curtis.
Curt. Away, you three-inch'd fool; I am no beaft.
Gru. Am I but three inches? why, thy horn is a foot, and so long am I at the least. But wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress, whose hand, the being now at hand, thou shalt