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And speak I will; I am no child, no babe: Pet. Read it.
Your betters have endur'd me say my mind; Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I
And, if you cannot, best you stop your ears.

said so.
My tongue will tell the anger of my heart; Tai. Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown:
Or else my heart, concealing it, will break': Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown,
And, rather than it shall, I will be free sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death
Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words.

with a bottom of brown thread: I said, a gown.
Pet. Why, thou say'st true; it is a paltry Pet. Proceed.

Tai. With

a smull compassed cape ;* A custard coffin," a bauble, a silken pie:

Gru. I confess the cape.
I love thee well, in that thou lik'st it not. Tai. With a trunk sleeve ;
Kath. Love me, or love me not, I like the Gru. I confess two sleeves.

Tai. The sleeves curiously cul.
And it I will have, or I will have none.

Pet. Ay, there's the villany. Pet. Thy gown? why, ay :-Come tailor, let Gru. Error i'the bill, Sir; error i'the bill. I us see't.

commanded the sleeves should be cut out, and O mercy, God! what masking stuff is here ? sewed up again ; and that l'll prove upon thee, What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon: though thy little finger be armed in a thimble. What! up and down, carv'd like an apple-tart? Ta. This is true, that I say; an I had thee Here's snip, and nip, and cut, and slish, and in place where thou should'st know it. slash,

Gru. I am for thee straight: take thou the Like to a censert in a barber's shop:

bill, and give me thy mete-yard, and spare Why, what, o'devil's name, tailor, call'st thou not me. this?

Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall Hor. I see, she's like to have neither cap have no odds. nor gown.

[Aside. Pet. Well, Sir, in brief, the gown is not for Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well, According to the fashion, and the time.

Gru. You are i'the right, Sir; 'tis for my Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be remem- mistress. ber'd,

Pet. Go, take it up unto thy master's use. I did not bid you mar it to the time.

Gru. Villain, not for thy life: Take up my
Go, hop me over every kennel home.

mistress' gown for thy master's use!
For you shall hop without my custom, Sir : Pet. Why, Sir, what's your conceit in that?
I'll none of it; hence, make your best of it. Gru. O, Sir, the conceit is deeper than you
Kath. I never saw a better-fashion'd gown,

think for:
More quaint, more pleasing, nor more com- Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use !
mendable :

O, fie, fie, tie!
Belike, you mean to make a puppet of me. Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor
Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet paid:-

of thee.

Go take it hence; be gone, and say no more. Tai. She says, your worship means to make Hor. Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown toa puppet of her. Pet. O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, Take no unkindness of his hasty words: thou thread,

Away, I say; commend me to thy master. Thou thimble, (nail,

(Exit TAILOR. Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter cricket thou :

your father's,
Brav'd in mine own house with a skein of Even in these honest mean habiliments;

Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor:
Away thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant; For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich;
Or I shall so be-metes thee with thy yard, And as the sun breaks through the darkest
As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou


So honour peeretht in the meanest habit.
I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr’d her gown. What, is the jay more precious than the lark,
Tai. Your worship is deceiv'd; the gown is Because his feathers are more beautiful ?

Or is the adder better than the eel,
Just as my master had direction :

Because his painted skin contents the eye ?
Grumio gave order how it should be done. 0, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse
Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the For this poor furniture, and mean array.

If thou account'st it shame, lay it on me:
Tai. But how did you desire it should be And therefore, frolic; we will henceforth with,
made ?

To feast and sport us at thy father's house.Gru. Marry, Sir, with needle and thread. Go, call my men, and let us straight to him; Tai. But did you not request to have it cut? And bring our horses unto Long-lane end, Gru. Thou hast faced many things.||

There will we mount, and thither walk on Tai. I have.

foot. Gru. Face not me: thou hast braved many Let's see; I think, 'tis now some seven o'clock, men; brave not me; I will neither be faced And well we may come there by dinner time. nor braved. I say unto thee,-I bid thy master Kath. I dare assure you, Sir, 'tis almost two; cut out the gown; but I did not bid hím cut it And 'twill be supper time, ere you come there. to pieces : ergo, thou liest.

Pet. It shall be seven, ere I go to horse : Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion to Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do, testify.

You are still crossing it.--Sirs, let't alone: * A coffin was the culinary term for raised crust.

I will not go to-day; and ere I do, + These censers resembled our brasiers in shape.

It shall be what o'clock I say it is. Curious.

Be-measure. Turned up many garments with facings.

* A round cape. + Measuring yard. Appeareth.


Sir :

Hor. Why, so! this gallant will command Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants : the sun.

[Ereunt. Besides, old Gremio is heark’ning still,

And, happily,* we might be interrupted. SCENE IV.-Padua.-Before BAPTISTA's Tru. Then at my lodging, an it like you,

house. Enter TRANIO, and the Pedant dressed like

There doth my father lie; and there, this night, VINCENTIO.

We'll pass the business privately and well:

Send for your daughter by your servant here, Tra. Sir, this is the house ; Please it you, that My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently. I call ?

The worst is this,—that, at so slender warning, Ped. Ay, what else ? and, but I be deceived, You're like to have a thin and slender pittance. Signior Baptista may remember me.

Bup. It likes me well :-Cambio, hie you Near twenty years ago, in Genoa, where

home, We were lodgers at the Pegasus.

And bid Bianca make her ready straight; Tra. "Tis well;

And, if you will, tell what hath happened :And hold your own, in any case, with such Lucentio's father is arriv'd in Padua, Austerity as 'longeth to a father.

And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife. Enter BIONDELLO.

Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my

heart! Ped. I warrant you: But, Sir, here comes

Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee your boy;

gone. Twere good he were school'd.

Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? Tra. Fear you not him. Sirrah, Biondello,

Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer:
Wow do your duty throughly, I advise you ; Come, Sir; we'll better it in Pisa.
Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio.

Bap. I follow you.
Bion. Tut! fear not me.
Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Bap-

[Exeunt TRANIO, PEDANT, and BAPTISTA. tista?

Bion. Cambio.-
Bion. I told him, that your father was at Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello ?

Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh
And that you look'd for him this day in Padua. upon you ?
Tra. Thou’rt a tall* fellow; hold thee that to Luc. Biondello, what of that?

[Sir.- Bion. 'Faith nothing; but he has left me here Here comes Baptista :-set your countenance, behind, to expound the meaning or moralt of

his signs and tokens. Enter BAPTISTA and LUCENTIO.

Luc. I pray thee, moralize them. Signior Baptista, you are happily met:

Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking Sir, (To the Pedant.]

with the deceiving father of a deceitful son. This is the gentleman I told you of;

Luc. And what of him? I pray you, stand good father to me now, Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you Give me Bianca for my patrimony. Ped. Soft, son !

Luc. And then ?Sir, by your leave; having come to Padua Bion. The old priest at St. Luke's church is To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio

at your command at all hours. Made me acquainted with a weighty cause

Luc. And what of all this? Of love between your daughter and himself: Bion. I cannot tell; except they are busied And,- for the good report I hear of you ;

about a counterfeit assurance : Take you asAnd for the love he beareth to your daughter, surance of her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum And she to him,-to stay him not too long,

solùm: to the church ;-take the priest, clerk, I am content, in a good father's care,

and some sufficient honest witnesses : To have him matchd ; and,--if you please to If this be not that you look for, I have no more

like No worse than 1, Sir,-upon some agreement, But, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. Me shall you find most ready and most willing

[Going. With one consent to have her so bestow'd ;

Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello? For curioust I cannot be with you,

Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench

married in an afternoon as she went to the Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well.

Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say ;- garden for parsley to stuff a rabbit; and so Your plainness, and your shortness, please me may you, Sir; and so adieu, Sir. My master well.

hath appointed me to go to Saint Luke's, to Right true it is, your son Lucentio here bid the priest be ready to come against you Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him, come with your appendix.

(Exit. Or both dissemble deeply their affections:

Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented : And, therefore, if you say no more than this, She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I That like a father you will deal with him,

doubt? And passt my daughter a sufficient dower, Hap what may, I'll roundly go about her ; The match is fully made, and all is done;

It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. Your son shall have my daughter with con

[Exit. sent. Tra. I thank you, Sir. Where then do you

SCENE V.-A public Road. know best, We be affied ;g and such assurance ta’en,

Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and HORAs shall with either part's agreement stand ? Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio ; for, you

Pet. Come on, o'God's name; once more toknow,

ward our father's.


Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the Brave + Scrupulous.

Assure or convey.

* Accidentally. + Secret purpose.

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Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moon- | I may entitle thee-my loving father; light now.

The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman, Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so Thy son by this hath married: Wonder not, bright,

Nor be not griev'd; she is of good esteem, Kath. I know, it is the sun that shines so Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth; bright.

Beside, so qualified as may beseem Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's The spouse of any noble gentleman. myself,

Let me embrace with old Vincentio : It shall be moon, or star, or what I list, And wander we to see thy honest son, Or ere I journey to your father's house :- Who will of thy arrival be full joyous. Go on, and fetch our horses back again.- Vin. But is this true? or is it else your plea: Evermore cross'd, and cross'd; nothing but

sure, cross'd!

Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go. Upon the company you overtake? Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come Hor. I do assure, thee, father, so it is. so far,

Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth here. And be it moon, or sun, or what you please : And if you please to call it a rush candle, For our first merriment hath made thee jealous. Henceforth vow it shall be so for me.

[Exeunt PetrucHIO, KATHARINA, and Pet. I say, it is the moon.

VINCENTIO. Kath. I know it is.

Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in Pet. Nay, then you lie; it is the blessed sun.

heart. kuth. Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed Hare to my widow; and if she be forward,

Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoBut syn it is not, when you say it is not,


[Exit. And the moon changes, even as your mind. What you will have it nam'd, even that it is;

And so it shall be so, for Katharine.
Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is


House. Pet. Well, forward, forward: thus the bowl Enter on one side Biondello, LUCENTIO, and should run,

Bianca ; GREMIO walking on the other sule. And not unluckily against the bias.But soft; what company is coming here? Bion. Softly and swiftly, Sir ; for the priest

is ready. Enter Vincentio, in a travelling dress. Luc. I fly, Biondello: but they may chance Good-morrow, gentle mistress: Where away?- to need thee at home, therefore leave us.

[To VINCENTIO. Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too,

back; and then come back to my master as Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?

soon as I can. (Exeunt LUCENTIO, Buarca, Such war of white and red within her cheeks!

and BIONDELLO. What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty,

Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this As those two eyes become that heavenly face?

while. Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee:Iweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake.


and Attendants. Hor. A will make the man mad, to make a Ivonian of him.

Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's Kuth. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh,


(place; and sweet,

My father's bears more toward the marketWhither away; or where is thy abode? Thither must I, and here I leave you, Sir. Happy the parents of so fair a child;

Vin. You shall not choose but drink before Happier the man, whom favourable stars

you go; Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow!

I think, I shall command your welcome here, Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward.

not mad: This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd; Gre. They're busy within, you were best And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is. knock louder.

Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, That have been so bedazzled with the sun,

Enter Pedant above, at a window. That every thing I look on seemeth green: Now I perceive, thou art a reverend father; Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking. beat down the gate ? Pet. Do, good old grandsire ; and, withal, Vin. Is signior Lucentio within, Sir? make known

Ped. He's within, Sir, but not to be spoken Which way thou travellest : if along with us, withal. We shall be joyful of thy company.

Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred Vin. Fair Sir,-and you my merry mistress,- pound or two, to make merry withal ? That with your strange encounter inuch amaz’d Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself

; me;

he shall need none, so long as I live. My name is call’d-Vincentio; my dwelling, Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was beloved Pisa;

in Padua.-Do you hear, Sir ?---to leave friAnd bound I am to Padna ; there to visit volous

circumstances, I pray you,

tell signior A son of mine, which long I have not seep. Lucentio, that his father is come from Pisa, Pet. What is his name?

and is here at the door to speak with him. Vin. Lucentio, gentle Sir.

Ped. Thou

liest ; his father is come from Pisa, Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son. and here looking out at the window. And now by law, as well as reverend age, Vin. Art thou his father"


Ped. Ay, Sir; so his mother says, if I may be coney-catched* in this business; I dare believe her

swear, this is the right Vincentio. Pet. Why, how now, gentleman! [T. VIN- Ped. Swear, if thou darest. CEx.] why, this is flat knavery, to take upon Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. you another man's name.

Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Ped. Lay hands on the villain ; I believe 'a Lucentio. means to cozen somebody in this city under my Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucencountenance.

tio. Re-enter BIONDELLO.

Bap. Away with the dotard; to the jail with

him. Bion. I have seen them in the church toge- Vin. Thus strangers may be haled and ther; God send 'em good shipping !-But who abus'd:-0 monstrous villain! is here ? mine old master, Vincentio? now we are undone, and brought to nothing.

Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO, und Vin. Come hither, crack-hemp.

BIANCA. [Seeing BIONDELLO. Bion. O, we are spoiled, and-Yonder he is; Bion. I hope, I may choose, Sir.

deny him, forswear him, or else we are all unVin. Come hither, you rogue; What, have done. you forgot me ?

Lnc. Pardon, sweet father. [Kneeling. Bion. Forgot you? no, Sir: I could not for- Vin. Lives my sweetest son? get you, for I never saw you before in all my (BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and PEDANT run out. life.

Bian. Pardon, dear father, [Kneeling. Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst thou Bup. How hast thou oflended ?never see thy master's father, Vincentio? Where is Lucentio?

Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master? Luc. Here's Lucentio, yes, marry, Sir; see where he looks out of the Right son unto the right Vincentio; [mine, window.

That have by marriage made thy daughter Vin. Is't so, indeed? [Beats BIONDELLO. While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne.t Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman Gre. Here's packing, with a witness, to dewill murder me.

[Erit. ceive us all! Ped. Help, son! help, signior Baptista! Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio,

[Exit from the window. That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so? Pet. Pr’ythee, Kate, let's stand aside, and Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio ? see the end of this controversy. (They retire. Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio. Re-enter Pedant below; Baptista, TRANIO,

Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's

love and SERVANTS.

Made me exchange my state with Tranio, Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my While he did bear my countenance in the town; servant?

And happily I have arriv'd at last Vin. What am I, Sir? nay, what are you, Unto the wished haven of my bliss :Sir?_0 immortal gods! () fine villain! A sil: What Tranio did, myself enforc'd bim to;, ken doublet! a velvet hose! a scarlet cloak! Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake. and a copatain hat!*—0, I am undone! I am Vin. I'll slit the villair's nose, that would undone! while I play the good husband at home, have sent me to the jail. my son and my servant spend all at the uni

Bup. But do you hear, Sir? [To LUCENTIO.] versity.

Have you married my daughter without askTra. How now! what's the matter?

ing my good-will? Bap. What, is the man lunatic ?

Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentle- you, go to: But I will in, to be revenged for man by your habit, but your words show you this villany:

[Exit. a madman: Why, Sir, what concerns it you, Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knaif I wear pearl and gold? I thank my good very.

[Erit. father, I am able to maintain it.

Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will Vin. Thy father? O, villain ! he is a sail

not frown. (Exeunt Luc. and Bran. maker in Bergamo.

Gre. My cake is dough: 5 But I'll in among Bup. You mistake, Sir; you mistake, Sir :

the rest; Pray, what do you think is his name? Out of hope of all,-båt my share of the feast. Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name:

[Exit. I have brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is-- Tranio.

PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA advance. Ped. Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lu

Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end centio; and he is mine only son, and heir to

of this ado. the lands of me, signior Vincentio.

Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. Vin. Lucentio !. 0, he hath murdered his

Kath. What, in the midst of the street ? master!-Lay hold on him, I charge you, in Pet. What art thou ashamed of me? the duke's name:-0, my son, my son !-tell

Kath. No, Sir; God forbid:--but ashamed me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio ?

to kiss. Tra. Call forth an officer: (Enter one with an

Pet. Why, then let's home again :-Come, Officer.] carry this mad kpave to the jail :-

sirrah, let's away: Father Baptista, I charge you see, that he be

Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray forthcoming.

thee, love, stay: Vin. Carry me to the jail!

Pet. Is not this well ?-Come, my sweet Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison.

Kate; Bap. Talk pot, signior Gremio; I say, he shall go to prison.

+ Deceived thy eyes. Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you 1 Tricking, underhand contrivances.

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* Cheated.

6 A proverbial expression, repeated after a disappoint# A hat with a conical crown.


Better once than never, for never too late. Pet. Nay, that you shall not; since you have

[Exeunt. Have at you for a bitter jest or two. [begun, SCENE II.-A Room in LUCENTIO's House.

Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to shift my

bush, A Banquet set out. Enter Baptista, Vincentio, And then pursue me as you draw your bow :

GREMIO, the PEDANT, Lucentio, BIANCA, You are welcome all.
Widow. T'RANIO, BIONDELLO, GRUMió, and Pet. She hath prevented me.—Here, signior,
others, attending.


This bird you aim'd at, ough you hit her not; Luc. At last, though long, our jarring notes Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd.

agree: And time it is, when raging war is done,

Tra. 0, Sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his

greyhound, To smile at 'scapes and perils overblowp.

Which runs himself, and catches for his master. My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome,

Pet. A good swift* simile, but something While I with self-same kindness welcome

currish. thine :

Tra. 'Tis well, Sir, that you hunted for yourBrother Petruchio,-sister Katharina, -

self; And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow,- | 'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. Feast with the best, and welcome to my house;

Bap. Oho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. My banquet* is to close our stomachs up, Luc. I thank thee for that gird,t good Tranio. After our great good cheer: Pray you, sit

Hor. Confess, confess, hath he not hit you down;

here? For now we sit to chat, as well as eat.

Pet. 'A has a little gallid me, I confess;

[They sit at table. And, as the jest did glance away from me, Pet. Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat! | 'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright. Bap. Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio.

Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio,

I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all. Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind.

Pet. Well, I say-no: and therefore, for Hor. For both our sakes, I would that word

assurance, were true.

Let's each one send unto his wife; Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fearst his And he, whose wife is most obedient widow.

To come at first when he doth send for her, Wid. Then never trust me if I be afeard.

Shall win the wager which we will propose. Pet. You are sensible, and yet you miss my Hor. Content: What is the wager? I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you. (sense ; Luc. Twenty crowns. Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world

Pet. Twenty crowns ! turns round.

I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound, Pet. Roundly replied.

But twenty times so much upon my wife. Kath. Mistress, how mean you that?

Lau. A hundred then. Wid. Thus I conceive by him.

Hor. Content. Pet. Conceives by me!-How likes Horten

Pet. A match ; 'tis done. sio that?

Hor. Who shall begin? Hor. My widow says, thus she conceives Luc. That will I. Go, her tale.

Biondello, bid your mistress come to me. Pet. Very well mended: Kiss him for that,

[Eril. good widow.

Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. Kath. He that is giddy, thinks the world Luc. I'll have no halves ; I'll bear it all myturns round:

self. I pray you, tell me what you meant by that. 'Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a

Re-enter BIONDELLO, shrew,

How now! what news ? Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe:

Bion. Sir, my mistress sends you word And now you know my meaning.

That she is busy, and she cannot come. Kath. A very mean meaning.

Pet. How! she is busy, and she cannot Wid. Right, I mean you.

Is that an answer?

(come! Kath. And I am mean, indeed, respecting Gre. Ay, and a kind one too:

Pray God, Sir, your wife send you not a worse. Pet. To her, Kate!

Pet. I hope, better. Hor. To her, widow !

Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put

wife her down.

To come to me forthwith. [Exit BiondeLLO.' Hor. That's my office.

Pet. O, ho! entreat her! Pet. Spoke like an officer:-Ha’ to thee, lad. Nay, then she must needs come. (Drinks to HORTENSIO.

Hor. I am afraid, Sir, Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted Do what you can, yours will not be entreated.

folks ?
Gre. Believe me, Sir, they butt together well.

Bian. Head, and butt? an hasty-witted body
Would say, your head and butt were head and Now where's my wife?

Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd

in hand; you?

She will not come; she bids you come to her. Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll Pet. Worse and worse; she will not come sleep again.

Intolerable, not to be endur'd! [0 vile * A banquet was a refection consisting of fruit, cakes, + Drcads.

* Witty.

+ Sarcasm.

Bion. I go.



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