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SCENE I. The same.
A Room in Baptista's House.
Enter KATHARINA and BIANCA.
Bian. Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong your
Kath. Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell
Bian. Believe me, sister, of all the men alive,
Kath. Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hortensis) :
Bian. If you affect" him, sister, here I swear, I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him.
Kath. O then, belike, you fancy riches more ;
Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so?
[Strikes her. Enter BAPTISTA. Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this
insolence ? Bianca, stand aside ;-poor girl! she weeps.Go, ply thy needle ; meddle
not with her.
For shame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit,
[Flies after BIANCA. Bap. What, in my sight - Bianca, get thee in.
[Exit Bianca. kath. Will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see She is your treasure; she must have a husband; I must dance barefoot on her wedding-day, And, for your love to her, lead
love to her, lead apes in hell. Talk not to me; I will go Till I can find occasion of revenge.
[Exit KATHARINA. Bap. Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I ? But who comes here?
sit and weep,
Enter GREMIO, with LUCENTIO in the habit of a mean
man ; PETRUCHIO, with HORTENSIO as a Musician; and Tranio, with BIONDELLO bearing a lute and books. Gre. Good-morrow, neighbor Baptista.
Bap. Good-morrow, neighbor Gremio. God save you, gentlemen! Pet. And you, good sir! Pray, have you not a
Bap. I have a daughter, sir, called Katharina.
1 A hilding signifies a base, low wretch: it is applied to Katharina for the coarseness of her behavior.
2 The origin of this very old proverbial phrase is not known. Steevens suggests that it might have been considered an act of posthumous retribution for women who refused to bear children, to be condemned to the care of apes in leading-strings after death.
Her wondrous qualities, and mild behavior,-
sake. But for my daughter Katharine,—this I know, She is not for your turn, the more my grief.
Pet. I see you do not mean to part with her; Or else you like not of my company.
Bap. Mistake me not; I speak but as I find. Whence are you, sir ? What may I call your name?
Pet. Petruchio is my name ; Antonio's son, A man well known throughout all Italy. Bap. I know him well; you are weicome for his
sake. Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too. Baccare!) you are marvellous forward. Pet. 0, pardon me, seignior Gremio ; I would fain
be doing Gre. I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse you
wooing:Neighbor, 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 Rheims; as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in music and inathematics. His name is Cambio ; pray,
1 A cant word meaning go back, in allusion to a proverbial saying Backare, quoth Mortimer to his sow.”
, accept his service.
Bap. A thousand thanks, seignior Gremio ; welcome, good Cambio.—But, gentle sir, (To Tranio.] methinks you walk like a stranger. May I be so bold to know the cause of your coming ?
Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own;
Bap. Lucentio is your name? Of whence, I
Bap. A mighty man of Pisa, by report
set of books; You shall go see your pupils presently. Holla, within!
Enter a Servant. Sirrah, lead 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,
| In the reign of Elizabeth, the young ladies of quality were usually instructed in the learned languages, if any pains were bestowed upon their minds at all. The queen herself, lady Jane Grey, and her sisters, &c. are trite instances.
And then to dinner. You are passing welcome,
Pet. Seignior Baptista, my business asketh haste,
lands; And, in possession, twenty thousand crowns.
Pet. And for that dowry, I'll assure her of"
Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well obtained ; This is,-her love; for that is all in all.
Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father,
Bap. Well mayst thou woo, and happy be thy
But be thou armed for some unhappy words.
Pet. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds, That shake not, though they blow perpetually.
Re-enter HORTENSIO, with his head broken. Bap. How now, my friend? Why dost thou look
so pale ? Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. Bap. What, will my daughter prove a good musician?
i Perhaps we should read on. Of and on are frequently confounded by the negligence of printers, in the old copy.