Enter PETRI CHIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA, BAP-
TISTA, HORTENSIO, GRUMIO, and Train,
Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for
your pains:

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 hence,
And therefore here I mean to take my leave.

Bap. Is't possible, you will away to-night?
Pet. I must away to-day, before night come :-
Make it no wonder; if you knew my business,
You would entreat me rather go than stay.
And, honest company, I thank you all,
That have beheld me give away myself
To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife :
Dine with my father, drink a health to me;
For I must hence, and farewell to you all.

Tra. Let us entreat you stay till after dinner.
Pet. It may not be.

Gre. Let me entreat you.

Pet. It cannot be.

Kath. Let me entreat you.
Pet. I am content.

Kath. Are you content to stay?

Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay; But yet not stay, entreat me how you can. Kath. Now, if you love me, stay.

Pet. Grumio, my horses.

For to supply the places at the table,
You know, there wants no junkets at the
feast ;-

Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's
place;

And let Bianca take her sister's room.
Tra. Shall sweet Bianca practice how to
bride it ?

Rap. She shall, Lucentio.-Come, Gentlemen,
let's go.
[Exeunt.

ACT IV.

SCENE I-A Hall in PETRUCHIO's Country
House.

Enter GRUMIO.

Gru. Fie, fie, on all tired jades! on all mad masters! and all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? was ever man so rayed it was ever man so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and they are coming after to warm them. Now, lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the were not I a little pot, and soon hot, my very roof of my mouth, my heart in any belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me :-But, 1, with sidering the weather, a taller man than i will take cold. Holla, hoa! Curtis ! Enter CURTIS.

Gru. Ay, Sir, they be ready; the oats have blowing the fire, shall warm myself; for, con

eaten the horses.

Kath. 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, whiles your boots are

fret ;

I will be master of what is mine own:
She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house,
My household-stuff, my field, my barn,
My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;
And here she stands, touch her whoever dare;
I'll bring my action on the proudest he
That stops my way in Padua.--Grumio,
Draw forth thy weapon, we're beset with thieves;
Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man:-
Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch thee,
Kate:

I'll buckler thee against a million.

[Exeunt PETRUCHIO, KATHARINE, and
GRUMIO.

Bap. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet

ones.

Curt. Who is that, calls so coldly?

Gru. A piece of ice: If thou doubt it, thou may'st slide 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?

Gur. She was, good Curtis, before this frost : but, thou know'st, winter tames man, woman, and beast; for it hath tamed my old master, and my new mistress, and myself, fellow Curtis. Curt. Away, you three-iuch fool! I am no

beast.

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 complain ou thee to our mistress, whose hand (she being now at band,) thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot office.

Curt. I pr'ythee, good Grumio, tell me, How goes the world?

Gru. A cold world, Curtis, in every oflice but thine; and, therefore, fire: Do thy duty, and bave thy duty; for my master and mistress are almost frozen to death.

Curt. There's fire ready; And therefore, good Grumio, the news?

Gru. Why, Jack boy! ho boy! and as much news as thou wilt.

Curt. Come, you are so full of conycatching :

Gru. Why therefore, fire; for I have caught extreme cold. Where's the cook? is supper ready, the house trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept; the serving-men in their new fustian, their white stockings, and every officer his wed. ding-garment on? Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without, the carpets laid, and every thing in order?

Curt. All ready; And therefore, I pray thee, news?

Gru. First, know, my horse is tired; my master and mistress fallen out.

Curt. Let's ha't, Good Grumio.
Gru. Lend thine ear.
Curt. Here.

Gra. There.

[Striking him. Curt. This is to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.

Gru. And therefore 'tis called, a sensible tale :| and this cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech listening. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress :

Curt. Both on one horse ?
Gru. What's that to thee?
Curt. Why, a horse.

Gru. Tell thou the tale :-But hadst thou not crossed me, thou should'st have heard how her horse fell, and she under her horse; thou should'st have heard, in how miry a place: how she was bemoiled; how he left her with the borse upon her; how he beat me because her horse stumbled; how she waded through the dirt to pluck him off me; how he swore; how she prayed-that never prayed before; how cried; how the horses ran away; how her bridle was burst; how I lost my crupper ;-with many things of worthy memory; which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return unexperienced to thy grave.

Curt. By this reckoning, he is more shrew than she.

Gru. Ay; and that, thou and the proudest of you all shall find, when he comes home. But what talk 1 of this ?-call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and the rest; let their heads be sleekly combed, their blue coats brushed, and their garters of an indifferent knit: let them curtsey with their left legs; and not presume to touch a hair of my master's horse-tail, till they kiss their hands. Are they all ready?

Curt. They are.

Gru. Call them forth.

Curt. Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master, to countenance my mistress.

Gru. Why, she hath a face of her own.
Curt. Who knows not that?

Gru. Thou, it seems; that callest for company to countenance her.

Curt. I call them forth to credit her.

Did I not bid thee meet me in the park,
And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?
Gru. Nathaniel's coat, Sir, was not fully
made,
[heel;
And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i'the
There was no link to colour Peter's hat,
And Walter's dagger was not come from sheath-
ing:

There were none fiue, but Adam, Ralph, and
Gregory;

The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly;
Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet
you.

Pet. Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in -—
[Exeunt some of the SERVANTS.
Where is the life that late I led- [Sings.
Where are those--Sit down, Kate, and welcome.
Soud, soud, soud, soud !+

Re-enter SERVANTS, with supper.

Why, when, I say?—Nay, good sweet Kate, be
merry.
[When?
Off with my boots, you rogues, you villains;
It was the friar of orders grey, [Sings.
As he forth walked on his way:-

Out, out, you rogue! you pluck my foot awry:
Take that, and mend the plucking off the
other.-
[Strikes him.
Be merry, Kate :-Some water, here; what,
ho!-
[hence,
Where's my spaniel Troilus ?-Sirrab, get you
And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither :-
[Exit SERVANT.
One, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acquaint-
ed with.-

Where are my slippers ?-Shall I have some
water? [A basin is presented to him.
Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily:-
[SERVANT lets the ewer fall.
You whoreson villain I will you let it fall?

[Strikes him.

Kath. Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault unwilling.

Pet. A whoreson, beetleheaded, flap-ear'd knave!

Come, Kate, sit down; I know you have a stomach.

Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else shall I?

Gru. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of What is this? mutton ? them.

Jos. What, Grumio!

Nich. Fellow Grumio!

Nath. How now, old lad?

Gru. Welcome, you;-how now, you; what, you ;-fellow, you;-and thus much for greeting, Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, and all things neat?

Nath. All things is ready: How near is our master ?

Gru. E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore be not,--Cock's passion, silence! I hear my master.

Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA.
Pet. Where be these knaves? What, no man
at door,

To hold my stirrup, nor to take my horse!
Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip ?--

All Serv. Here, bere, Sir; here, Sir.
Pet. Here, Sir! here, Sir! here, Sir, here,
Sir!-

You logger-headed and unpolished grooms!
What, no attendance? no regard? no duty ?-
Where is the foolish knave I sent before ?

Gru. Here, Sir; as foolish as I was before.
Pet. You peasant swain! you whoreson malt-
horse drudge !

1 Serv. Ay.

Pet. Who brought it?

1 Serv. I.

And serve it thus to me that love it not?
There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all:

[Throws the meat, &c. about the stage. You headless joltheads, and unmanner'd slaves! What, do you grumble? I'll be with you straight.

Kath. I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet;
The meat was well, if you were so contented.
Pet. I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried
away;

And I expressly am forbid to touch it,
For it engenders choler, planteth anger;
And better 'twere, that both of us did fast,-
Since of ourselves, ourselves are choleric,-
Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh.
Be patient; to-morrow it shall be mended,
And, for this night, we'll fast for company :-
Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber.
[Exeunt PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and
CURTIS.

Nath. [Advancing] Peter, didst ever see the
like?

Peter. He kills her in her own humour.
Re-enter CURTIS.

Pet. Thus have I politicly begun my reign,
And 'tis my hope to end successfully:
My falcon now is sharp, and passing empty;
And, till she stoop, she must not be full-gorg'd,
For then she never looks upon her lure.*
Another way I have to man my haggard, +
To make her come, and know her keeper's call,
That is, to watch her, as we watch these kites,
That bate, and beat, and will not be obedient.
She eat no meat to-day, nor none shall eat;
Last night she slept not, nor to-night she shall
not;

As with the meat, some undeserved fault
I'll find about the making of the bed;
And here I'll fling the pillow, there the bolster,
This way the coverlet, another way the sheets:
Ay, and amid this burly, I intend, §
That all is done in reverend care of her;
And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night :
And, if she chance to nod, I'll rail, and brawl,
And with the clamour keep her still awake.
This is a way to kill a wife with kindness,
And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong hu-

mour :

He that knows better how to tame a shrew,
Now let him speak; 'tis charity to show.

[Exit.

SCENE 11.-Padua.-Before BAPTISTA'S
House.

Enter TRANIO and HORTENSIO.
Tra. Is't possible, friend Licio, that Bianca
Doth fancy any other but Lucentio ?

I tell you, Sir, she bears me fair in hand.

Hor. Sir to satisfy you in what I have said, Stand by, and mark the manner of his teaching. [They stand aside.

Enter BIANCA and LUCENTIO.
Luc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you

read ?

Bian. What, master, read you? first resolve me that.

Luc. I read that I profess, the art to love.
Bian. And may you prove, Sir, master of
your art!

Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress
of my heart.
[They retire.
Hor. Quick proceeders, marry! Now tell me,

I pray,

You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca
Lov'd none in the world so well as Lucentio.
Tra. O despiteful love! unconstant woman.
kind!-

I tel thee, Licio, this is wonderful.

Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio,
Nor a musician, as I seem to be;

But one that scorn to live in this disguise,
For such a one as leaves a gentleman,
And makes a god of such a cullion :||
Know, Sir, that I am call'd-Hortensio.

Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard
Of your entire affection to Bianca;

And since mine eyes are witness of her light

ness,

I will with you,-if you be so contented,-
Forswear Bianca and her love for ever..
Hor. See, how they kiss and court !-Signior
Lucentio,

Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow-
Never to woo her more: but do forswear her,
As one unworthy all the former favours
That I have fondly flatter'd her withal.

Tra. And here I take the like unfeigned oath,— Ne'er to marry with her though she would entreat :

Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him.

Hor. 'Would, all the world, but he, had quite
forsworn!

For me, that I may surely keep mine oath,
I will be married to a wealthy widow,

Ere three days pass; which hath as long lov'd
me,

As I have lov'd this proud disdainful baggard :
And so farewell, signior Lucentio.-
Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks,
Shall win my love and so I take my leave,
In resolution as I swore before.

[Exit HORTENSIO.-LUCENTIO and BIANCA

advance.

Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such
As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case! [grace
Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love;
And have forsworu you, with Hortensio.
Bian. Tranio, you jest; But have you both
forsworn me?

Tra. Mistress, we have.

Luc. Then we are rid of Licio.

Tra. I'faith, he'll have a lusty widow now,
That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day.
Bian. God give him joy!

Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her.
Bian, He says ɛo, Tranio.

Tra. 'Faith he is gone unto the taming.

school.

Bian. The taming-school! what, is there such

a place ?

Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the mas

ter;

That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long,To tame a shrew, and charm her chattering tongue.

Enter BIONDELLO, running.
Bion. O master, master, I have watch'd so
long

That I'm dog-weary; but at last I spied
An ancient angel coming down the hill,
Will serve the turn.

Tra. What is he, Biondello?

Bion. Master, a mercatanté, or a pedant,
I know not what; but formal in apparel,
In gait and countenance surely like a father.
Luc. And 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 Baptista Minola,
As if he were the right Vincentio.
Take in your love, and then let me alone.
[Exeunt LUCENTIO and BIANCA.
Enter a PEDANT.

Ped. God save you, Sir!
Tra. And you, Sir, you are welcome.
Travel you far on, or are you at the furthest ?
Ped. Sir, at the furthest for a week or two:
But then up further; and as far as Rome;
And so to Tripoly, if God lend me life.
Tra. What countryman, I pray?
Ped. Of Mantua.

Tra. Of Mantua, Sir ?-marry, God forbid !
And come to Padua, careless of your life?
Ped. My life, Sir! how, I pray? for that goes
hard.

Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua
To come to Padua; Know you not the cause?
Your ships are staid at Venice; and the duke
(For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him,)
Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly:
'Tis marvel; but that you're but newly come,

• A thing stuffed to look like the game which the hawk You might have heard it else proclaini'd about.

was to pursue.

To tame my wild hawk. Preteud.

: Flutter.

Despicable fellow.

• Messenger.

↑ A merchant or a schoolmaster

Kath. 'Tis passing good; i pr'ythee let me Your betters have endur'd me say my mind;

And, if you cannot, best you stop your ears.
My tongue will tell the anger of my heart;
Or else my heart, concealing it, will break :
it And, rather than it shall, I will be free
Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words.
Pet. Why, thou say'st true; it is a paltry

Gru. I cannot tell; I fear, 'tis choleric.
What say you to a piece of beef, and mustard ?
Kath. A dish that I do love to feed upon.
Gru. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little.
Kath. Why, then the beef, and let the mus-
tard rest.

Gru. Nay, then I will not; you shall have
the mustard,

Or else you get no beef of Grumio.

Kath. Then both, or one, or any thing thou

Gru. Why, then the mustard without the

Kath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave, [Beats him. That feed'st 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.