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you there,

Kath. Would, Katharine had never seen bim Bion. Who, that Petruchio came? though!

[Exit weeping. Bap. Ay, that Petruchio came. Bap. Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep; Bion. No, sir; I say, his horse comes with For such an injury would vex a saint,

him on his back. Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour, 5 Bap. Why, that's all one. E:.ter Biondello.

Bion. Nay, by saint Jamy, I hold you a penny. Bion. Master, master! news, uld news, and A horse and a man is more than one, and yet not such news as you never heard of!

many. Bap. Is it new and old too? how may that be?

Erter Petruchio and Grumio. Bion. Why, is it not news, to hear of Petru-10 Pet. Come, where be these gallants? who is af chio's coming ?

hone? Bap. Is he come ?

Bap. You are welcome, sir. Bion. Why, no, sir.

Pet. And yet I come not well, Bap. What then?

Bap. And yet you halt not, Bion. He is coming.

15 Tra. Not so well apparellid Bap. When will he be here?

As I wish you were,
Bior. When he stands where I am, and sees Pet. Were it better, I should rush in thus.

But where is Kate? where is my lovely bride? Tra. But, say, what to thine old news?

How does my father ?-Gentles, methinks you Bion. Why, Petruchio is coming, inanew hat,and 20 And wherefore gaze this goodly company, [frown: an old jerkin; a pair of old breeches, thrice turn'd; As if they saw some wondrous monument, a pair of boots that had been candle-cases, one Some comet, or unusual prodigy? [day: buckled, another lac'd; an old rusty sword ta’en Bap. Why, sir, you know, this is your weddingout of the town armory, with a broken bilt, and First were we sad, fearing you would not come; chapeless, with two broken points: His horse hip’d|25 Now sadder, that you come so unprovided. with an old mothy saddle, the stirrups of no kin- Fye! doff this habit, shame to your estate, dred: besides, possessed with the glanders, and like An eye-sore to our solemn festival. to mose in the chine; troubled with the lampass, Trá. And tell us, what occasion of import infected with the fashions', full of windgalls, sped Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife, with spavins, raied with the yellows, past cure of 30 And sent you hither so unlike yourself? the fives’, stark spoiled with the staggers, begnawn Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear; with the bots; sway'd in the back, and shoulder- Sufficeth, I am come to keep my word, shoiten; near legg'd' before, and with a half- Though in some part enforced to digress”; check'd bit, and a headstall of sheep's leather ; Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse which bring restrain'd to keep him from stumb-35 As you shall well be satisfied witbal. ling, hath been often burst, and now repair’d with But, where is Kate? I stay too long from her; knots: one girt six times pierc'd, and a woman's The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church crupper of velure", which hath two letters for her! Tra. See not your bride in these unreverent name, fairly set down in studs, and here and there

robes; pieced with packthread.

40 Go to my chamber, put on cloaths of mine. Bap. Who comes with him?

Pet. Not I, believe me; thus I'll visit her. Bion. Oh, sir, his lacquey, for all the world ca- Bap. But thus, I trust, you will not marry her. parison'd like the horse; with a linen stock' on Pet. Good sooth even thus; therefore have one leg, and a kersey boot hose on the other,

done with words; garter'd with a red and blue list; an old hat, and 45 To me she's marry'd, not unto my cloaths: The humour of forty fancies“ prick'd in't for a Could I repair what she will wear in me, feather: : a monster, a very monster in apparel; As I can change these poor accoutrements, and not like a christian foot-boy, or a gentleman's 'Twere well for Kate, and better for myself. lacquey.

But what a fool am I, to chat with you, Tru. 'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this 50 When I should bid good-morrow to my bride, fashion;

And seal the title with a lovely kiss? Yet oftentimes he goes but mean apparell’d.

[ Pet. Gru. and Bion. Bap. I am glad he is come, howsoever he comes. Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad attire: Bion. Why, sir, he comes not.

We will persuade him, be it possible, Bap. Didst thou not say, he comes ? 155 To put on better ere he go to church.

1 That is, the farcy. ? A distemper in horses, little differing from the strangles. * Meaning, that he cuts, or interferes. * i.e. velvet. bi. e. stocking:

6 This was some ballad or drollery of that time, which the poet here ridicules, by making Petruchio prick it up in his foot-boy's old hat for a feather. In Shakspeare's time, the kingdom was over-run with these doggrel compositions ; and he seems to have bore them a very particular grudge. He frequently ridicules both them and their makers with excellent humour. in Aruch ado about Nothing, he makes Benedick say, Prove that erer I lose more blood with love than I get aguin with drinking, prick out my tyes avith a balladmaker's pen; as the bluntness of it would make the execution extremely painful. ?i.e. to deviate from my promise.



than stay.

Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this. Such a mad marriage never was before: [plays,

[Erit. Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play. [ Musick Tra. But, sir, our love concerneth us to add Enter Petruchio, Katharine, Bianca, Hortensio, Her father's liking: which to bring to pass,

and Baptista. As I before imparted to your worship,

5 Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your I am to get a man,-whate'er he be,

I know, you think to dine with me to-day, [pains: It skills not much; we'll tit him to our turn,- And have prepar'd great store of wedding cheer; And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa;

But so it is, my haste doth call me hence, And make assurance, here in Padua,

And therefore here I mean to take my leave. Of greater sums than I have promised.


Bup. Is't po sible, you will away to-night? So shall you quietly enjoy your hope,

Pet. I must away to-day, before night come: And marry sweet Bianca with consent.

Make it no wonder; if you knew my business, Luc. Were it not that my fellow school-master You would entreat me rather Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,

And, honest company, I thank you all, "Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage; 15 That have beheld me give away myself Which once perform'd, let all the world say--no, To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife: I'll keep mine own, despight of all the world. Dine with my father, drink a health to me;

Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into, For I must hence, and farewel to you all. And watch our vantage in this business :

Tra. Let us intreat you stay’till after dinner, We'll over-reach the grey-beard, Gremio,

120 Pet. It may not be. The narrow-prying father, Minola ;

Gre. Let me intreat you. The quaint musician, amorous Licio;

Pet. It cannot be.
All for my master's sake, Lucentio. -

Kath. Let me intreat you.
Re-enter Gremio.

Pet. I am content.
Signior Gremio! came you from the church? 25 Kath. Are you content to stay?

Gre. As willingly as e'er I came from school. Pet. I am content you shall intreat me stay; Tra. And is the bride and bridegroom coming But yet not stay, intreat me how you can. home?

Kath. Now, if you love me, stay. Gre.Abridegroom,say yon? 'tis agroom, indeed, Pet. Gruinio, my horses. (the horses. A grumbling grooin, and that the girl shall tind. 30

Gru. Ay, sir, they be ready; the oats have eaten Tra. Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible.

Kath. Kay, then,
Gre. Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend. Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;
Tra. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam. No, nor to-morrow, nor till I please myself.

Gre. Tut! she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him. The door is open, sir, there lies your way,
I'll tell you, sir Lucentio; When the priest 35 You may be jogging, while your boots are green;
Should ask-if Katharine should be his wife, For me, I'll not be goue, 'till I please myself.—
Ay, by gog's-wouns, quoth he; and swore so loud, 'Tis like, you'll prove a jolly surly groom,
That, ail ainaz'd, the priest let fall the book : That take it on you at the first so roundly. (gry.
And, as he stoop'd again to take it up, (cutt, Pet. O, Kate, content thee; pr’ythee, benot an-
This mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a 40 Kuth. I will be angry; What hast thou to do?
That down fell priest and book,and book and priest. Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure.
Now take them up, quoth he, if any list.

Gre. Ay, marry, sir: now it begins to work. Tra. What said. the wench, when he rose up Kath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner:again?

I see, a woman may be made a fool Gre. Treinbled and shook; for why, he stamp'd, 45If she had not a spirit to resist. mand:-As if the vicar meant to cozen him. (and swore, Pet. They shall go forward, Kate, at thy comBut after many ceremonies done,

Obey the bride, you that attend on her :
He calls for wine:

Go to the feast, revel and domineer,
A health, quoth he; as if he had been aboard, Carouse full measure to her maidenhead,
Carousing to his mates after a storm:

50 Be mad and merry, -or go hang yourselves ;
Quatt'd off the muscadel', and threw the sops But for my bonny Kate, she must with me.
All in the sexton's face; having no other reason, Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret;
But that his beard grew thin and hungerly, I will be master of what is mine own:
And seein'd to ask him sops as he was drinking. She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house,
This done, he took the bride about the neck; 55 My houshold-stuff, my field, my barn,
And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smack, My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;
That, at the parting, all the church did echo. And here she stands, touch her whoever dare;
I, seeing this, came thence for very shame; I'll bring my action on the proudest he
And atter me, I know, the rout is coming : That stops iny way in Padua.-Grumio,

· The fashion of introducing a bowl of wine into the church at a wedding to be drank by the bride and bridegroom and persons present, was very anciently a constant ceremony; and, as appears from this passage, not abolished in our author's age. ? Meaning, that they had eaten more oats than they were worla.


Draw forth thy weapon; we're beset with thieves;

Bian. That, beingmad herself, she's madly mated. Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man:- [Kate; Gre. I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. Fear not sweet wench, they shall not touch thee, Bap. Neighbours and friends, though bride and I'll buchler thee against a million.

bridegroom wants [Exe. Petruchio and Katharine. 5 For to supply the places at the table, Bap. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones. You know, there wants no junkets at the feast ;Gre. Went they not quickly, I should die with Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's place; laughing.

And let Bianca take her sister's room. Tra. Of all mad matches, never was the like! Tra. Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it? Luc. Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister?|10| Bap. She shall, Lucentio. Come, gentlemen,


let's go.


ray'd'? was

S C Ε Ν Ε Ι.

Gru. A cold world, Curtis, in every office but Petruchio's Country-house.

thine; and, therefore, fire: Do thy duty, and

have thy duty; for my master and mistress are Enter Grumio.

Jalmost frozen to death. Gru. FYE, fye, on all tired jades ! on all mad Curt. There's tire ready: And therefore, good

masters! and all foul ways! Was 25 Grumio, the news? ever man so beaten? was ever man so ray

Gru. Why, Jack boy! ho boy'! and as much ever man so weary? I ain sent before to make a news as thou wilt. fire, and they are coming after to warm them. Curt. Come, you are so full of conycatching: Now, were not I a little pot, and soon hot?, my Gru. Why therefore, fire ; for I have caught very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to 30 extremecold. Where's the cook? is supper ready, the roof of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere the house trimm’d, rushes strew'd, cobwebs I should come by a tire to thaw me:-But, I, with swept; the serving-men in their new fustian, blowing the tire, shall warm myself; for, consi- their white stockings, and every officer his wedding dering the weather, a taller man than I will take garment on be the jacks fair within, the Jills fair cold. Holla, hoa! Curtis !

35 without", the carpets laid, and every thing in Enter Curtis.

order? Curt. Who is that, calls so coldly?

Curt. All ready; And therefore, I pray thee, Gru. A piece of ice: if thou doubt it, thou news? may'st slide from my shoulder to my heel, with no Gru. First know, my horse is tired; ny master greater a run but my head and my neck. A tire, 40 and mistress fallen out. good Curtis.

Curt. How? Curt. Is my master and his wife coming, Gru- Gru. Out of their saddles into the dirt; And mio ?

thereby hangs a tale. Gru. Oh, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, Curt. Let's ha't, good Grumio. fire ; cast on no water.

45 Gru. Lend thine ear. Curt. Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported ? Curt. Here. Gru. She was, good Curtis, before this frost; Gru. There.

[Strikes himn. but, thou know'st, winter tames man, woman, Curt. This is to feel a tale, not to hear a tale. and beast; for it hath tam’d my old master, and Gru. And therefore 'tis call'd, a sensible tale: my new mistress, and myself, tellow Curtis. 30 and this cuff was but to knock at your ear, and

Curt. Away, you three-inch' fool! I am no beseech listning, Now I begin: imprimis, we beast.

came down a toul hill, my master riding behind Gru. Am I but three inches? Why, thy horn

iny mistress :is a foot; and so long an I, at the least". But Curt. Both on one horse? wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain on thee 55 Gru. What's that to thee? to our mistress, whose hand (she being now at Curt. Why, a horse. hand) thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, Gru. Tell thou the tale ;-But hadst thou not for being slow in thy hot office ?

crossd me, thou should'st have heard how the Curt. I prythee, good Grumio, tell me, How borse fell, and she under her horse; thou should'st goes the world?

100 bave heard, in how niry a place : how she was 1 That is, made dirty. ? A proverbial expression. 3 i. e, with a skull three inches thick; a phrase taken from the thicker sort of planks: • The meaning is, that he had made Curtis a cuckold.

This is a fragment of some old ballad. i. e. are the drinking-vessels clean, and the maid-servants dressed?


bemoil'd'; how he left her with the horse upon Gru. Nathaniel's coat, sir, was pot fully made, her; how he beat me because her horse stumbled; And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i'the heel: bow she waded through the dirt to pluck him off There was no links to colour Peter's hat, me; how he swore; how she pray'd—that never And Waltersdagger was not come from sheathing: pray'd before; how I cry'd; how the horses ran 5 There were none fine, but Adam, Ralph, and away; how her bridle was burst; how I lost my

Gregory; crupper;-with many things of worthy memory; The rest were fagged, old, and beggarly; which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you. unexperienc'd to thy grave.

Pet. Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in. Curt. By this reckoning, he is more shrew than 10

[Exeunt Servants. she.

Where is the life that late I led [Singing Gru. Ay; and that thou and the proudest of you Where are those --Sit down, Kate, and welcome, all shall tind, when he comes home. But what Soud, soud, soud, soud* ; talk 1 of this?-call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Ni

Re-enter Servants with Supper. cholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and the rest : 15 Why, when, I say?-Nay, good sweet Kate, be let their heads be sleekly comb’d, their blue coats

merry. brush'd, and their garters of an indifferent knit : Off with my boots, you rogues, you villains; When? let them curtsy with their left legs; and not pre

It was the friar of orders grey', [Sings. sume to touch a hair of my master's horse-tail, 'till As he forth walked on his way:they kiss their hands. Are they all ready? 20 Out, you rogue! you pluck my foot awry: Curt. They are.

Take that, and inend the plucking off the other.Gru. Call them forth.

[Strikes him. Curt. Do you hear, ho? you must meet my Be merry, Kate. Some water, here; what ho! master, to countenance my mistress.

Enter one with water. Gru. Why, she hath a face of her own. 25 Where's my spaniel Troilus?-Sirrah,get you hence, Curt. Who knows not that?

Aud bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither :Gru. Thou, it seems; that call'st for company One, Kate, that you must kiss and be acquainted to countenance her.

with. Curt. I call them forth to credit her.

Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water Enter four or five serving-men. 30 Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily:Gru. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of You whoreson villain! will you let it fall? them.

Kath. Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault unNath. Welcome home, Grumio.

willing Phil. How now, Grumio ?

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

35 Come, Kate, sit down; I know you have a stoNich. Fellow Grumio!

macb. Nath. How now, old lad?

Will you give thanks, sweet Ķate: or else shall I? Gru. Welcome, you ;-how now, you ;-what,

What's this? mutton? you;-fellow, you ;-and thus much for greeting. 1 Ser. Ay. Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, and all 40 Pet. Who brought it? things neat?

Ser, I. Nath. All things are ready: How near is our Pet. 'Tis burnt; and so is all the meat: master?

What dogs are these :- Where is the rascal cook? Gru. E'en at hand, alighted by this; and there- How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser, fore be not,

-Cock's passion, silence! I hear 45 And serve it thus to me that love it not ? my master.

There, take it to you, trenchers, cups and all: Enter Petruchio and Katharine.

[Throws the meat, &:c. about the stage. Pet. Where be these knaves? What, no man You heedless jolt-heads, and unmanner'd slaves ! at the door,

What, do you grumble? I'll be with you straight. To hold my stirrup, nor to take my horse! 50 Kath. I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet; Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip :

The meat was well, if you were so contented. All Serv. Here, here, sir; here, sir,

Pet. Itell thee, Kate,'twas burnt and dry’daway; Pet. Here, sir! here, sir ! here sir 1 here sir ! And I expressly am forbid to touch it. You logger-headed and unpolish'd grooms! For it engenders choler, planteth anger; What, no attendance? no regard ? no duty?- 55 And better t'were that both of us did fast, -Where is the foolish kinave I sent before ?

Since, of ourselves, ourselves are cholerick, Gru. Here, sir; as foolish as I was before. Than feed it with such over-roasted tlesh. Pet. You peasant swain! you whoreson malt- Be patient; to-morrow it shall be mended, horse drudge!

And, for this night, we'll fast for company Did not I bid thee meet me in the park, 60 Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber. And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?

[Exeunt. ' i.e. be-draggled, be-mired. Meaning, that their garters should be fellows ; indifferent, or not diferent, one from the other. A link, is a torch of pitch. That is, sweet, sweet. This is a fragment of some ancient ballad.


Enter Servants seterally.

tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful. Nath. Peter, did'st ever see the like?"

Hor. Mistake no more; I am not Licio,
Peter. He kills her in her own humour.

Nor a musician, as I seem to be;
Re-enter Curtis.

But one that scorn to live in this disguise,
Gru. Where is he?

5 Fur such a one as leaves a gentleman, Curt. In her chamber,

And makes a god of such a cullion : Making a sermon of continency to her: (soul, Know, sir, that I am calld-Hortensio. And rails, and swears, and rates ; that she, poor Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak; Of your entire atfection to Bianca : And sits as one new-risen from a dream.

10 And since mine eyes are witness to her lightness, Away, away' for he is coming hither. [Exeunt. I will with you,-if you be so contented, Re-enter Petruchio.

Forswear Bianca and her love forever. [Lucentio, Pet. Thus have I politicly begun my reign, Hor. See, how they kiss and court-Signior And 'tis my hope to end successfully:

Here is my hand, and here I firmly vowMy faulcon now is sharp, and passing empty; 15 Never to woo her more ; but do forswear her, And, 'till she stoop, she must not be full-gorg'd, As one unworthy all the former favours For then she never looks upon her lure.

That I have fondly flatter'd her withal. Another way I have to man my haggard',

Tra. And here I take the like unfeigned oath, To make her come, and know her keeper's call; Never to marry her, though she would intreat: That is, to watch her, as we watch those kites, 20 Fye on her! see, how beastly she doth court him! That bate, and beat, and will not be obedient. Hor. 'Would all the world but he, had quite She eat no meat to-day, nor none shall eat ;

forsworn! Last night she slept not, nor to-night she shall not: For me,-that I may surely keep mine oath, As with the meat, some undeserved fault

I will be marry'd to a wealthy widow, I'll find about the making of the bed;

25 Ere three days pass; which hath as long lov'd me, And here I'll fing the pillow, there the bolster, As I have lov'd this proud disdainful haggard ; This way the coverlet, another way the sheets :- And so farewell, signior Lucentio.Ay, and amid this hurly, I intend,

Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, That all is done in reverent care of her;

Shall win my love :-and so I take my leave, And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night: 30In resolution as I swore before. (Exit Hortensio. And, if she chance to nod, I'll rail, and brawl, Tru. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace And with the clamour keep her still awake. As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case ! This is a way to kill a wife with kindness; Nay, I have ta’en you napping, gentle love; And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong And have sorsworn you, with Hortensio. humour.


[Lucentio and Bianca come forward. He that knows better how to tame a shrew,

Bian. Tranio, you jest; but have you

both forNow let him speak; 'tis charity, to shew. [Exit. Tru. Mistress, we have.

[sworn me?

Luc. Then we are rid of Licio.

Tra. I'faith, he'll have a lusty widow now,
Before Baptista's House.

40 That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day.
Enter Tranio and Hortensio.

Bian. God give him joy!
Tra. Is't possible, friend Licio, that mistress Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her.
Doth fancy any other but Lucentio? [Bianca Bian. He says so, Tranio.
I tell you, sir, she bears ine fair in hand.

Tra. 'Faith, he is gone unto the taming school. Hor. Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said, Biun. The taming school! what, is there such Stand by, and mark the manner of his teaching

a place? [They stand by Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master; Enter Bianca and Lucentio.

That teaches tricks eleven and twenty long,Luc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you read: To tame a shrew, and charm her chattering tongue. Bian. What, master, read you? first, resolve 50

Enter Biondeilo, running. me that.

Bion. Oh master, master, I have watch'd so long Luc. I read that I profess, the art to love. That I ain dog-weary ; but at last I spied Bian. And may you prove,sir, master of your art! An ancient angel coining down the hill, Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of Will serve the turn.


heart. [They retire buchzard. 55 Tia. What is he, Biondello ? Hor. Quick proceeders, marry! Now tell me, Bion. Master, a mercatantè', or a pedant,

I know not what; but forinal in apparel, You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca In gait and countenance surely like a father. Lov'd none in the world so well as Lucentio.

Luc. And what of him, Tranio? Tra. O despightful love! unconstant woman-60 Tra. If he be credulous, and trust my tale, kind!

I'll make him glad to seein Vincentio; · A haggard is a wild huwk; to mana hawk isto tame her. "Meaning, perhaps, an ancient messenger, which is the primitive signification of angel. i. e. a merchant.


I pray,

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