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I pray you stand good father to me now, Jif this be not that you look for, I have no more Give me Bianca for my patrimony.
to say, Ped. Soft, son
Bat, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. Sir, by your leave ; having come to Padua
[Going. To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio
Luc, Hear'st thou, Biondello ? Made me acquainted with a weighty cause
Bion. I cannot tarry : I knew a wench of love between your daughter and himself : married in an afternoon as she went to the And,--for the good report I bear of you ;
garden for parsley to stuft a rabbit; and so And for the love he beareth to your daughter, may you, Sir ; and so adieu, Sir. My master And sbe to him,- to stay him not too long, hath appointed me to go to Saint Luke's, to I am content, in a good father's care,
bid the priest be ready to come against you To have him match'd ; and,--if you please to come with your appendix.
Luc. I may, and will, if sbe be so contented : No worse than I, Sir,-upon some agreement, She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I Me shall you find most ready and most willing
douht! With one consent to have her so bestow'd ; Hap what may, I'll roundly go about her ; For curious I cannot be with you,
It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well.
(Exit. Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say ;Your plaipness, and your shortness, please me
SCENE V.-A public Road
Enter PETRUCHIO, KAYHARINA, and HOROr both dissemble deeply their affections :
TEN510. And, therefore, if you say no more than this, Pet. Come on, o'God's name; once more toThat like a father you will deal with him,
* ward our father's.
(moon! And pass + my daughter a sufficient dower, Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the The match is fully made, and all is done ;
Kath. The moon ! the sun, it is not moonYour son shall have my daughter with con
light now. sent.
Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so Tra. I thank you, Sir. Where then do you
bright. know best,
Kath. I know it is the sun that shines so We be affed i aud such assurance ta'en,
[bright. As shall with either part's agreement stand? Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio ; for, you
It shall be moon, or star, or what I list, Pitchers have ears, and I have inany servants : | Or ere journey to your father's house :Besides, old Gremio is beark'ning still,
Go on, and fetch our horses back again.-And, happily, ý we might be interrupted.
Evermore cross'd, and cross'd; nothing but I'ra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, Sir :
cross'd! There doth my father lie; and there, this nigbt, Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go. We'll pass the business privately and well :
Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come Send for your daughter by your servant here,
so far, My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently.
And be it moon, or sun or what you please : The worst is tbis,--that, at so slender warning, And if you please to call it a rusb candle, You're like to bave a thin and slender pittance. Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me. Bup. It likes me well :-Cambio, bie you Pet. I say, it is the moon. . bome,
Kath. I know it is. And bid Bianca make her ready straight;
Pet. Nay, then you lie ; it is the blessed sun. And, if you will, tell what hath happened :
Kath. Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed Luceutio's father is arriv'd in Padua,
sun :And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife.
But sun it is not, wben you say it is not, Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my And the moon changes, even as your mind. heart !
What you will have it nam'd, even that it is ; Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee Aud so it sball be so, for Katharine. Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way ? (gone. | Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won. Welcome ! one mess is like to be your cheer : Pet. Well, forward, forward : thus the bowl Come, Sir; we'll better it in Pisa.
should run, Bap. I follow you.
And not unluckily against the bias.-
Enter VINCENTIO, in a travelling dress. Rion. You saw my master wink and laugh Good-morrow, gentle mistress : Where away ? upon yon?
(T. VINCENTIO. • Luc. Biondello, what of that?
Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Bion. 'Faith nothing: but he has left me here | Hast thou bebeld a fresher gentlewoman ? behind, to expound the meaning or moral of Such war of white and red within her cheeks! bis signs and tokens.
What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty, Luc. I pray thee, moralize them.
As those two eyes become that beavenly face Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee:with the deceiving father of a deceitful son. Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake. Luc. And what of him?
Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to woman of him. the supper.
Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, Luc. And then I
and sweet, Bion. The old priest at St. Luke's church is Whither away ; or where is thy abode ? at your command at all hours.
Happy the parents of so fair a child ; Luc. And wbat of all this?
Happier the man, whoun favourable stars Bion. I cannot tell ; except they are busied Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow ! about a counterfeit assurance : Take you as- Pet. Why, how now, Kate ! I hope thou art surance of her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum
not mad : solum: to the cburch ;-take the priest, clerk, This is a inan, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd : and some suficient bonest witnesses :
And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.
Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes • Scrupulous. Assure or convey. Betrotbed
Berroebed | That have been so bedazzled with the sun,
at Accidentally. Secret pursue. That every tbing I look on secmeth green :
vote, and tell ntlewomanheeks!
Now I perceive thou art a reverend father ;
Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yoursell : Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking. te sball need none, so long as I live. Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and, witbal, Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was beloved make kuown
in Padua.- Do you hear, Sir 1-to leave friWhich way thou travellest; if along with us, volous circunstances,-pray you, tell signior We sball be joyful of thy company.
Lucentio, tbat his father is come from Pisa, and Vin. Fair Sir,- and you my merry mistress,- is here at the door to speak with bim. That with your strange encounter much ainaz'd! Ped. Thou liest ; his father is come from Pisa me;
and here looking out at the window. My naine is callid-Vincentio ; my dwelling Vin. Art thou his father? Pisa;
Ped. Ay, Sir; so his mother says, if I may And bound I am to Padna ; there to visit
believe her. A son of mine, wbicb long I have not seen. Pet. Why, bow now, gentleman! (T. VINPet. What is his name?
CEN.] why, this is flat knavery, to take upon Vin. Lucentio, gentle Sir.
you another man's name. Pet. Happily met; the bappier for thy son. Ped. Lay bands on the villain; I believe 'a And now by law, as well as reverend age,
means to cozen somebody in this city under my I may entitle thee-my loving fatber;
countenance. The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman, Thy son by this bath married : Wonder not,
Re-enter BIONDELLO. Nor be pot griev'd ; she is of good esteem,
Bion. I have seen them in the church loge. Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
ther ; God send 'em good shipping !-But who Beside, so qualified as may beseem
is here ? mine old master, Vincentio ? Now we The spouse of any noble gentleman.
are undone, and brought to notbing. Let me cmbrace with old Vincentio :
Vin. Come hitber, crack-bemp. And wander we to see thy honest son,
(Seeing BIONDELLO. Who will of by arrival be full joyous.
Bion. I hope, I may choose, sir. Vin. But is this true 1 or is it else your plea- Vin. Come hither, you rogue : What, bave sare,
you forgot me 1 Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest
Bion. Forgot you ? no, Sir: I could not forUpon the company you overtake ?
get you, for I never saw you before in all my Hor. I do assure, thee, fatber, so it is.
life. Pet. Come, go along, and see ibe trath hereof: Vin, What, you notorious villain, didst thou For our first merriment hath made thee jealous. never see thy master's father, Vincentio ? (Ereunt PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master ? VINCENTIO.
yes, marry, Sir; see where be looks out of the Hor. Well, Petrucbio, this batb put me in window. heart.
Vin. Is't so, indeed? (Beats BIONDELLO. Have to my widow; and if she be forward,
Bion. Help, belp, belp, help ! bere's a madman Tbeu bast thou taught Hortensio to be unto- will murder me
(Exit. Ped. Help, son! belp, signior Baptista!
(Erit from the window.
Pet. Pristhee, Kate, let's stand aside, and ACT v.
see the end of this controversy. (They retire.
Re-enter PEDANT belot; BAPTISTA, TRANIO, SCENE 1.-PADUA.-Before LUCENTIO's
and SERVANTS. House.
Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my
servant 3 Enter on one side BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO, and
| Vin. What am I, Sir? way, what are you, BIANCA ; GREMIO walking on the other side.
rae. Sir 1-0 immortal gods! O fine villain ! A sil. Bion. Softly and swiftly, Sir : for the priest is ken doublet! a velvet hose ! a scarlet cloak ! ready.
and a copatain bati. Ob! I am undone! I am Luc. I fy, Biondello : but they may chance | undone I while I play the good husband at home, to need thee at home, therefore leave us.
my son and my servant speud all at the uni. Bion. Nay, faith, l'll see the church o'your versity, back; and then come back to my master as Tra. How now! what's the matter? soon as I can. (Exeunt LUCENTIO, BIANCA, Bap. What, is the man lunatic ? and BIOSDELLO.
Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentieGre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this man by your habit, but your words show you while.
a madman : Why, Sir, what concerns it you, Ruter PETRUCHIO. KATHARINA, VINCENTIO, I father. I am able to maintain it.
if I were pearl and gold ? I tbank my good and Attendants.
Vin. Thy father? O villain ! be is a sailPet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's maker in Bergamo. house,
Bap. You mistake, Sir; you mistake, Sir: My father's bears more toward the market. Pray, wbat do you tbink is bis name? place ;
Vin. His name 1 as if I knew not his name: Thither must í, and here I leave you, Sir. I have brought him up ever since be was three Vin. You sball not choose but drink before years old, and his name is-Tranio. you go ;
Ped. Away, away, and ass! bis name is Lu. I think, I shall command your welcome bere, centio : and he is mine only son, and beir to And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward. the lands of me, signior Vincentio.
(Knocks. Vin. Lucentio ! Oh! he bath murdered bis Cre. They're busy witbin, you were best master !-Lay hold on him, I cbarge you, in kuock londer.
the duke's name: my son, my son 1- tell
me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio ? Enter Pedant above, at a window.
Tra. Call forth an officer: [Enter one with Ped. What's be, that knocks as he would' an officer.) carry this mad khave to the jail :beat down the gate 1
Father Baptista, I charge you see, that he be Vin. Is signior Lucentio within, Sir ?
forthcoming. Ped. He's within, Sir, but not to be spoken Vin. Carry me to the jail ! tithal.
Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison. Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred Dovud or 'wo, to make merry withal ?
• A hat with a conical crowo.
Bap: a Luceniecentio, vincentio i.chter min
Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio ; I say, he shail SCENE II.-A Room in LUCENTIO's House. go to prison.
Gre. Take heed. signior Baptista. Jest you be 14 Banquet set out. Enter BAPTISTA, VIN. coney-catched in this business; I dare swear,
CENTIO, GREMIO, the PEDANT, LUCENTIO, this is the right Vincentio.
BIANCA, PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENPed. Swear, if thou darest.
SIO, and WIDOW. TRANIO, BIONDELLO, Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it.
GRUM10, and others, attending. Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Luc. At last, though long, our jarring notes Lucentio.
agree : Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucen And time it is, when raging war is done,
To smile at 'scapes and perils overblown.Ban. Away with the dotard : to the iail with My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome. bim.
While I with self-same kindness welcome Vin. Thus strangers may be baled and abus'd :
thine : - monstrous villain !
Brother Petruchio,-sister Katharina,
And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow,Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO, and | Feast with tbe best, and welcome to my bouse ; BIANCA.
My banquet • is to close our stomachs up, Bion. Ob! we are spoiled, and-Yonder be After our great good cheer: Pray you sit down ; is; deny him, forswear bim, or else we are all For now we sit to chat, as well as eat. undone.
They sit at table. Luc. Pardon, sweet father. (Kneeling.
Pet. Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat! Vin. Lives my sweetest son ?
Bap. Padua affords this kindness, son Pe(BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and PEDANT run
Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind. Bian. Pardon, dear father. (Kneeling Hor. For both our sakes, I would that word Bap. How bast tbou offended
were true. Where is Lucentio ?
Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears + bis Luc. Here's Lucentio,
widow. Right son unto the right Vincentio ;
Wu, Then never trust me if I be aseard. Tbat have by marriage made thy daughter mine, Pet. You are sensible, aud yet you miss my While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne. +
sense ; Gre. Here's packing. i with a witness, to deceive | I mean, Hortensio is aleard of you. us all!
Wid. He that is giddy, thiuks the world turns Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio,
Bap. Wby, tell me, is not this my Cambio ? Kath. Mistress, how mean you that?
Wid. Thus 1 conceive by him. Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's Pet. Conceives by me!-How likes Hortensio love
that ? Made me exchange my state with Tranio,
Hor. My widow says, thus she conceives her While he did bear my countenance in the
tale. town ;
Pet. Very well mended: Kiss him for that. And happily I have arriv'd at last
good widow. Unto the wished baven of my bliss :
Kath. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns What Tranio did, myself enforc'd himn to :
round:--Then pardon bim, sweet father, for my sake. | I pray you, tell me what you meant by that.
rin. V slit the villain's nose, that would have Wid. Your busband, being troubled with a sent me to the jail.
sbrew, Bap. But do you hear, Sir? (TO LUCENTIO.] Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe : Have you married my daughter without asking And now you know my meaning niy good-will?
Kath. A very mean meaning. Vin, Fear not, Baptista ; we will content you,
Wid. Right, I mean you. go to : But I will in, to be revenged for this Kath. And I am mean, indeed, respecting villany.
you. Bup. And I, to sound the depth of this kna. Pet. To her, Kate ! very.
(Erit. Hor. To her, widow ! Luc. Look not pale, Bianca ; thy father will not Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her frown. [Exeunt Luc. and BIAN.
down. Gre. My cake is dough: But I'll in among
Hor. That's my office. the rest ;
Pet. Spoke like an officer :-Ha' to thee, lad, Out of bope of all,--but my share of the feast.
(Drinks to HORTENS10, (Exit.
Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted
folks 1 PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA advance. Gre. Believe me, Sir, they butt together well. Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of
Bian, Head, and butt 1 an basty-witted body this ado.
Would say, your head and butt were head and Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will.
horn. Kath. What, in the midst of the street ?
Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd Pet. What, art thou ashamed of me?
you? Kath. No, Sir ; God forbid :-but ashamed to Bian. Ay, but not frighted me: therefore I'll kiss.
sleep again. Pet. Why, then let's home again :--Come,
Pet. Nay, that you sball not ; since you bare sirrah, let's away.
begun, Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss ; now pray
Have at you for a bitter jest or two. thee, love, stay.
Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to sbift my Pet, is not this well ?- Come, my sweet
bush, Kate ;
And then pursue me as you draw your bow : Better once than never, for never too late.
You are welcome all. (Ereunt.
[Ereunt BIANCA, KATHARINA, and Widow. Pet. She bath prevented me.-Here, signior
Tranio, • Cheated
+ Deceived thy eyes. 1 Tricking, underhand contrivances.
A proverbial expression, repeated after a disappoint. • A banque: was a re'ection consisting of fruit, cakes, Ment.
This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not ; | Swinge me them soundly forth unto their bus. Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd.
bands: Tra. O Sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his grey-Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. hound,
[Erit KATKARINA. Which runs himself, and catches for his master. Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wots. Pet. A good swift. simile, but something
Hor. And so it is; I wonder what it bodes. Tra. "Tis well, Sir, that you bunted for your Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and self;
quiet life, 'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. An awful' rule, and right supremacy ;
Bap. Oho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and Luc. I thank thee for that gird, + good Tranio.
happy. Hor. Confess, confess, bath be not bit you Bap. Now fair befall thee, good Petruchio ! here?
The wager thou hast won; and I will add
Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, Pet. Nay, I will win my wager bester yet ; I think thou bast the veriest shrew of all.
And show more sign of ber obedience,
Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA, and To come at first when he doth send for her,
WIDOW. Shall win the wager which we will propose. See, where she comes; and brings your froward Hor. Content ---Wbat is the wager ?
wives Luc. Twenty crowns.
As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.Pet. Twenty crowns !
Katharine, that cap of your's becomes you not ; I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound, off with that bauble, throw it under foot. But twenty times so much upon my wife.
(KATHARINA pulls off her cap, and thron's Luc. A hundred then.
it down. Hor. Content.
Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Pet. A match ; 'tis done.
Till I be brought to such a silly pass ! Hor. Who shall begin ?
Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this? Luc. That will l. Go,
Luc. I would, your duty were as foolisb too: Biondello, bid your mistress come to me.
The wisdom of your duty, falr Bianca, Bion. I go.
(Exit. Hath cost me a hundred crowns since supper. Bap. Son, I will be your half, Biauca comes.
time. Luc. I'll have no balves ; l'll bear it all my! Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my
Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these head. Re-enter BIONDELLO.
strong women How now! what news
What duty they do owe their lords and busBion. Sir, my mistress sends you word
bands. That she is busy, and she cannot come.
Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will Pet. How ! she is busy, and she caunot come!
have no telling. Is that an answer ?
Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with Gre. Ay, and a kind one too :
her. Pray God, Sir, your wife send you not a worse. Wid. Sbe shall not. Pet. I hope, better.
Pet. I say, she shall ;-and first begin with Hor. Sirrah, Biondello go, and entreat my
Kath. Fie, ne! unknit that threat'ning unTo come to me forthwith. [Exit BIONDELLO.
kind brow; Pet. O ho! entreat her!
And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, Nay, then she must needs come.
To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor : Hor. I am afraid, Sir,
It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads; Do what you can, your's will not be entreated. Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fais
buds; Re-enter BIONDELLO.
And in no sense is meet, or amiable. Now where's my wife?
A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled, Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, berest of beauty; band;
And, wbile it is so, none so dry or thirsty She will not come; she bids you come to ber. Will deign to sip, or touch one drop of it.
Pet. Worse and worse ; she will not come ! 0 | Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Intolerable, not to be endur'd!
(vile Thy head, thy sovereign ; ove that cares for Sirrah Grumio, go to your mistress ;
thee, Say, I command her to come to me.
And for thy maintenance : commits his body
(Exit GRUMIO. To painful labour, both by sea and land ; Hor. I know ber answer.
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Pet. What ?
While thou liest warm at bome, secure and safe, Hor. She will not come.
And craves no other tribute at thy hands, Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an | But love, fair looks, and true obedience :end.
Too little payment for so great a debt.
Such duty as the subject owes the prince,
Even such, a woman oweth to her husband : Bap. Now, by my holidate, here comes And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, Katharina !
And, not obedient to his honest will, Kath. What is your will, Sir, that you send what is she, but a foul contending rebel, for me
And graceless traitor to her loving lord Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's I am asham'd, that women are so simple wife 1
To offer war, where they should kneel for Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour fire. I
peace ; Pet. Go fetch them bither; if they deny to Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, come,
When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
Why are our bodies soft, and weak and smootb • Witty
+ Sarcasm. Unapt to toil aud trouble in the world ;
But that our soft conditions and our hearts, 1 Pet. Why, there's a wench 1-Come on, and Should well agree with our external parts ?
kiss me, Kate. Come, come, you froward and unable worms ! Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou My mind hath been as big as one of your's,
shalt ba't. My heart, as great ; my reason, haply, more, Vin. 'Tis a good bearing, when children are To bandy word for word, and frown for frown:
toward. But now, I see our lances are but straws;
Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are Our strength as weak, our weakness past com
Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed :That seeming to be most, which we least are. We three are married, but we two are sped Then vail your stomachs, + for it is no boot; 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white; And place your hands below your husband's
[TO LUCENTIO. foot :
And, being a winner, God give you good night! In token of wbicb duty, if he please,
(Ereunt PETRUCHIO and KATH. My hand is ready, may it do bin ease !
Hor. Now go tby ways, thou hast tam'd a
curst shrew. • Gentle tempers. + Abate your spirite. Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tam'd so.