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Pet. Come on, I say, and first begin with her.
Wid. She shall not.
Pet. I say, the ihall; and first begin with her.

Cath. Fie! fie ! unknit that threat'ning unkind brow, And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor. “ It blots thy beauty, as froits bite the meads ; “ Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair buds; “ And in no sense is meet or amiable. “ A woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled,

Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty; “ And while it is fo, none so dry or thrifty “ Will dain to sip, or touch one drop of it. “ Thy husband is thy lord, th life, thy keeper,

Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, “ And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by fee and land ; “ To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, “ While thou ly’it warm at home, secure and safe ; “ And craves not other tribute at thy hands, “ But love, fair looks, and true obedience; “ Too little payment for so great a debt. “ Such duty as the subject owes the prince, « Even such a woman oweth to her husband : “ And when she's froward, peevith, fullen, four, “ And not obedient to his honest will; “ What is the but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? “ I am atham'd, that women are so simple 6. To offer war where they should kneel for peace; si Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.

Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth,

Unapt to toil and trouble in the world,
“ But that our ioft conditions and our hearts
“ Should well agree with our external parts ?”
Come, come, you froward and unable worms,
My mind hath been as big as one of your's,
My heart as great, my reason haply more.
To bandy word for word, and frown for frown;
But now I fee, our launces are but ftraws,

Our strength is weak, our weakness paft compare ; That seeming to be most, which we indeed leait are *. Enter two servants bearing Sly in his own apparel, and

leaving him on the stage. Then enter a Tapiter,

Sly awaking. ] Sim, give's some more wine What, all the players gone ? am not I a Lord?

Tap. A Lord, with a murrain! come, art thou drunk fill?

Sly. Who's this? Tapster! oh, I have had the bravest dream that ever thou heardst in all thy life.

Tap. Yea, marry, but thou þadft best get thee home, for your wife will course you for dreaming here all night.

Sly. Will she I know how to tame a threw. I dream'd upon it all this night, and thou hast wak'd me out of the best dream that ever I had. But I'll to my wife, and tame her too, if he anger inze'.

inded least are.
Then vale you stomachs, for it is no boot,
And place your hands below your husband's foot :
In token of which duiy, if he please,
My hand is ready, may it do him ease.

Det. Why, there s a wench : com on, and kiss me, Kate.
Luc. Why, go thy wa's, old lad, fir th u kait ha't.
Vir. 'Tis a good hearing, when chride ar: toward.
Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are froward.

Pet. Come, Kate, we'il to hed;
We two are married, but you two are sped.
'Twas I won the wager, though you hit. he white;
And being a winner, God give you good niche.

[Exeunt Petruchio and Catharina. Hor. Now, go thy ways thou haft tam o a curs shiew. Lur. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be cam d so.

[Exeunt omnes. Enter, &c.

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