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Bion. Where have been? Nay, how now, where are you? [clothes? Master, has my fellow Tranio stolen your Or you stolen his? or both? pray, what's the
Luc. Sirral, come hither; 'tis no time to jest,
Bion. I, Sir, ne'er a whit.
Luc. And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth;
Tra. So would I, faith, boy, to have the next wish after,[daughter, That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest But sirrah,-not for my sake, but your master's, -I advise
You use your manners discreetly in all kind of
When I am aloue, why, then I am Tranio;
One thing more rests, that thyself execute ;-
Sufficeth, my reasons are both good and weighty.
1 Serv. My lord, you nod; you do not mind the play.
Sly. Yes, by saint Anne, do I. A good mat. ter, surely; Comes there any more of it? Page. My lord, 'tis but begun.
Sly. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work,
Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO.
Gru. Knock, Sir ! whom should I knock? there any man has rebused your worship?
Pet. Villain, I say, knock me here soundly. Gru. Knock you here, Sir? why, Sir, what am I, Sir, that I should knock you here, Sir?
Pet. Villain, I say, knock me at this gate, And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate. Gru. My master is grown quarrelsome: should knock you first,
And then I know after who comes by the worst.
Gru. Nay, 'tis no matter, what he 'leges Latin.-If this be not a lawful cause for me leave his service,-Look you, Sir,-he bid De knock him, and rap him soundly, Sir: West, was it fit for a servant to use his master so; being, perhaps, (for aught I see,) two and thing, -a pip out?
Whom, 'would to God, I had well knock'á m
Then had not Grumio come by the worst,
Rap me here, knock me well, and knock me soundly.
come you now with-knocking at the
Why, this a heavy chance 'twist him and you,
Blows you to Padua bere, from old Verona ?
To seek their fortunes farther than at home,
Few words suffice: and, therefore, if thou know
Gru. Nay, look you, Sir, he tells you fatly what his mind is: Why, give him gold enough and marry him to a puppet, or an aglet-baby j or an old trot with ne'er a tooth in her bead, though she have as many diseases as two and fifty horses: why nothing comes ainiss, so money comes withal.
And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favour'd wife!
Pet. Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such frienda
Hor. Petruchio, since we have stepp'd thas
I will continue that I broach'd in jest.
Brought up, as best comes a gentlewoman:
Pet. Hortensio, peace; thou know'st mot
Tell me her father's name, and 'tis enough ;
• Alleges. + Few words. 1 See the story, No. 39, of "A Thousand Nutakit Things.
A small image on the tag of a lace.
For I will board her, though she chide as loud
And he knew my deceased father well :-
Gru. I pray you, Sir, let him go while the humour lasts. O' my word, an she knew him as well as I do, she would think scolding would do little good upon him: She may, perhaps, call him half a score knaves, or so: why, that's nothing; an he begin once, he'll rail in his rope-tricks.. I'll tell you what, Sir,-an she stand him but a little, he will throw a figure in her face, and so disfigure her with it, that she shall have no more eyes to see withal than a cat: You know him not, Sir.
Hor. Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee;
(For those defects I have before rehears'd,)
'Gru. Here's no knavery! See; to beguile the old folks, how the young folks lay their beads together! Master, master, look about you: Who goes there? ha!
Hor. Peace, Grumio; 'tis the rival of my Petruchio, stand by a while. [love :Gru. A proper stripling, and an amorous! (They retire. Gre. O very well; I have perus'd the note. Hark you, Sir; I'll have them very fairly bound:
All books of love, see that at any band;
I'll mend it with a largess: **—Take your papers
As for my patron, (stand you so assur'd)
Gre. O this learning! what a thing it is!
Hor. Grumio, mum!-God save you, signior
I promis'd to enquire carefully
On this young man; for learning, and behaviour,
Fit for her turn; well read in poetry,
Gre. Belov'd of me,-and that my deeds shall prove.
Gru. And that his bags shall prove. [Aside. Hor. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our Listen to me, and if you speak me fair, [love: I'll tell you news indifferent good for either. Here is a gentleman, whom by chance I met, Upon agreement from us to his liking, Will undertake to woo curst Katharine; Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. Gre. So said, so done, is well;Hortensio, have you told him all her faults f Pet. I know, she is an irksome brawling scold;
If that be all, masters, I hear no harm.
Gre. No, say'st me so, friend! What countryman ?
Pet. Born in Verono, old Antonio's son: My father dead, my fortune lives for me; And I do hope good days, and long, to see.
Gre. O Sir, such a life, with such a wife, were strange!:
But, if you have a stomach, to't o'God's name;
Gru. Will he woo her? ay, or I'll hang her. [Aside.
Pet. Why came I hither but to that intent Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears? Have I not in my time heard lious roar? Have I not heard the sea, puff'd up with winds, Rage like an angry boar, chafed with sweat ? Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies ? Have I not in a pitched battle heard Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang?
And do you tell me of a woman's tongue;
Gre. Hortensio, bark!
[your's. good, and
This gentleman is happily arriv'd,
Gru. I would, I were as sure of a good diu[Aside. Enter TRANIO, bravely apparelled; and BIONDELLO. Tra. Gentlemen, God save you! If I may be bold,
Tell me, I beseech you, which is the readiest way To the house of signior Baptista Minola?
Gre. He that has the two fair daughters-is't [Aside to TRANIO.] he you mean ?
Tra. Even he. Biondello !
Gre. Hark you, Sir; You mean not ber to~~ Tra. Perhaps, him and her, Sir; What bave you to do?
Pet. Not her that chides, Sir, at any hand, 1
Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea, or ho?
Yea, all my raiment to my petticoat;
Tra. An if I be, Sir, is it any offence?
Gre. No; if, without more words, you will get you hence.
Tra. Why, Sir, I pray, are not the streets as [free For me, as for you?
Gre. But so is not she.
Tra. For what reason, I beseech you?
Tra. Softly, my masters ! if you be gentlemen,
To whom my father is not all unknown:
Gre. What! this gentleman will out-talk us
Luc. Sir, give him head; I know he'll prove a jade.
Whom thou lov'st best; see thon dissemble not.
Kath. O then, belike, you fancy riches more;
Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so!
Pet. Hortensio, to what end are all these words?
Hor. Sir, let me be so old as to ask you, Did you yet ever see Baptisa's daughter?
Tra. No, Sir; but hear I do that he hath
The one as famous for a scolding tongue,
Pet. Sir, Sir, the first's for me; let her go by.
The youngest daughter, whom you hearken for,
Tra. If it be so, Sir, then you are the man.
Hor. Sir, you say well, and well you do con-
And since you do profess to be a suitor,
Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack in sign whereof
Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it
Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto.
Bianca, stand aside;-poor girl! she weeps :—
To make a bondmaid and a slave of me;
Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this insolence ?
When did she cross thee with a bitter word?
Bap. What, in my
I am a gentleman of Verona, Sir,
Of that report which I so oft have heard.
Bap. You're welcome, Sir; and he, for your
She is your treasure, she must have a husband;
Enter KATHARINA and BIANCA.
Bian. Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong
1 Trifling ornaments.
Enter GREMIO, with LUCENTIO in the habit
Pet. And you, good Sir! Pray, have you ast
Bap. I have a daughter, Sir, call'd Katha-
Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly.
But for my daughter Katharine,-this I know,
† A worthless west.
Gre. I doubt it not, Sir; but you will curse your wooing.
Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of it. To express the like kindness myself, that have been more kindly beholden to you than any, I freely give unto you this young scholar, [Presenting LUCENTIO.] that hath been long studying at Rheins; as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in music and mathematics: bis name is Cambio; pray, accept his service.
Bap. A thousand thanks, signior Gremio : welcome, good Cambio.-But, gentle Sir, [To TRANIO methinks, you walk like a stranger; May 1 be so bold to know the cause of your coming?
Tra. Pardon me, Sir, the boldness is mine own;
That, being a stranger in this city here,
I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo,
And this small packet of Greek and Latin
Tra. Of Pisa, Sir; son to Vincentio.
Bap. A mighty man of Pisa; by report
I know him well: you are very welcome, Sir.-
Enter a SERVANT.
These gentlemen to my daughters; and tell them both,
These are their tutors; bid them use them well. [Exit SERVANT, with HORTENSIO, LUCENTIO, and BIONDELLO.
We will go walk a little in the orchard,
Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh
And every day I cannot come to woo.
bap. After my death, the one half of my
Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father,
And, in possession, twenty thousand crowns.
Pet. And for that dowry, I'll assure her of
Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well ob
This is, her love; for that is all in all
• A proverbial exclamation then in use.
I am as peremptory as she proud-minded;
Though little fire grows great with little wind,
But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words.
If you accept them, then their worth is great.
Bop. Lucentio is your name? of whence, I Oh! how I long to have some chat with her!
Bap. Well, go with me, and be not so dis-
Proceed in practice with my younger daughter;
That shake not, though they blow perpetually,
Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale.
Hor. I think, she'll sooner prove a soldier; Iron may hold with her, but never intes.
Bap. Why, then thou canst not break ber to the lute ?
Hor. Why, no; for she hath broke the lute to
I did but tell her, she mistook her frets, ·
And, with that word, she struck me on the head,
As she had studied to misuse me so.
Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; I love her ten times more than e'er I did:
And woo her with some spirit when she comes.
But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak.
bard of hearing :
They call me Katharine, that do talk of me.
And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst;
• A fret in music is the crop which causes or regu lates the vibration of the string.
↑ Faltry musician.
Pet. What, you mean my face?
Kath. Well aim'd of 1 such a young one. Pet. Now, by Saint George, 1 am too young for you.
Kath. Yet you are wither'd.
Pet. 'Tis with cares.
Kath. I care not.
Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth, you 'scape not so,
Kath. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go. Pet. No, not a whit; I find you passing gentle. 'Twas told me, you were rongh, and coy, and sullen, And now I find report a very liar ; For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing
But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers: [askance, Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look + By.
A degenerate cock.
That you shall be my wife; your dowry "greed
Signior Petruchio: How speed you with
Pe How bat well, Sir? how but well ↑
Kath. Call you mie, daughter! now I promise you,
You have show'd a tender fatherly regard,
That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of ber;
For she's not froward, but modest as the dore;
That upon Sunday is the wedding day.
Tra. Is this your speeding? nay, then good night our part!
Pet. Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for myself;
If she and I be pleas'd, what's that to you! 'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, belag alone, That she shall still be curst in company.
tell you, 'tis incredible to believe How much she loves me: Ob! the kindest Kate!She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath, That in a twink she won me to her love, Oh! you are novices! 'tis a world to see, How tame, when men and women are alone,
To vie and revye were terms at rede, ane evnet seded by the word brag. It is well work weing