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Tra. Of Mantua, sir?-marry, God forbid ! And come to Padua, careless of your life? [hard. Ped. My life, sir! how, I pray? for that goes Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua To come to Padua; Know you not the cause? Your ships are staid at Venice; and the duke (For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him) Ilath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly: 'Tis marvel; but that you're but newly come, You might have heard it else proclaim'd about. Ped. Alas, sir, it is worse for me than so; For I have bills for money by exchange From Florence, and must here deliver them. Tra. Well, sir, to do you courtesy, This will I do, and this will I advise you; First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa? Ped. Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been; Pisa, renowned for grave citizens.

Tra. Among them, knew you one Vincentio? Ped. I know him not, but I have heard of him; A merchant of incomparable wealth.

Tra. He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say, In countenance somewhat doth resemble you. Bion. As much as an apple doth an oyster, and all one.

[Aside.

Tra. To save your life in this extremity,
This favour will I do you for his sake;
And think it not the worst of all your fortunes,
That you are like to sir Vincentio.

His name and credit shall you undertake,
And in my house you shall be friendly lodg'd;-
Look that you take upon you as you should;
You understand me, sir; so shail you stay
'Till you have done your business in the city:
If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it.

Ped. Oh, sir, I do; and will repute you ever The patron of my life and liberty.

Tra. Then go with me, to make the matter good. This, by the way, I let you understand;— My father is here look'd for every day, To pass assurance' of a dower in marriage Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here: In all these circumstances I'll instruct you: Go with me, sir, to cloath you as becomes you.

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Kath. The more my wrong, the more his spite
What, did he marry me to famish me? [appears:
Beggars, that come unto my father's door,
Upon entreaty, have a present alms;

5 If not, elsewhere they meet with charity:
But I,-who never knew how to entreat,
Nor never needed that I should entreat,-
Am starv'd for meat, giddy for lack of sleep;
With oaths kept waking, and with brawling fed:
10 And that which spites me more than all these wants,
He does it under name of perfect love;
As who should say,-if I should sleep, or eat,
Twere deadly sickness, or else present death.—
I pr'ythee go, and get me some repast;
15I care not what, so it be wholesome food.

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Gru. What say you to a neat's foot? Kath. 'Tis passing good; Ipr'y thee, let me have Gru. I fear, it is too phlegmatick a meat: How say you to a fat tripe, finely broil'd? Kath. I like it well: good Gruinio, fetch it me. Gru. I cannot tell; I fear, 'tis cholerick. What say you to a piece of beef, and mustard? Kath. A dish that I do love to feed upon. Gru. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little. Kath. Why, then the beef, and let the mustard [mustard, Gru. Nay, then I will not; you shall have the Or else you get no beef of Grummio. Kath. Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt. Gru. Why, then the mustard without the beef. Kath. Go get thee gone, thou false deluding slave, [Beats him.

rest.

That feed'st me with the very name of meat:
Sorrow on thee, and all the pack of you,
35 That triumph thus upon my misery !
Go, get thee gone, I say.

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Enter Petruchio and Hortensio, with meat. Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all amort2?

Hor. Mistress, what cheer?

Kath. 'Faith, as cold as can be.

[me.

Pet. Pluck up thy spirits, look chearfully upon Here, love; thou seest how diligent I am,

To dress thy meat myself, and bring it thee:

45I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits thanks.
What, not a word? Nay then, thou lov'st it not;
And all my pains is sorted to no proof3:-
Here, take away this dish.

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Kath. I pray you, let it stand.

Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks;
And so shall mine, before you touch the meat.
Kath. I thank you, sir.

Hor. Signior Petruchio, fye! you are to blame :
Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company.
Pet. Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lov'st me.—
[Aside.

Much good do it unto thy gentle heart!
Kate, eat apace:-And now, my honey love,
Will we return unto thy father's house;
60 And revel it as bravely as the best,
With silken coats, and caps, and golden rings,

A gallicism, meaning dejected, depressed, spiritless.

With

Act 4. Scene 3.]

TAMING OF THE SHREW,

With ruffs, and cuffs, and fardingales, and things';
With scarfs, and fans, and double change of bravery,
With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knavery.
What, hast thou din'd? The taylorstays thy leisure,
To deck thy body with his rustling treasure.-
Enter Taylor.

Come, taylor, let us see these ornaments;
Enter Haberdasher.

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Lay forth the gown.—What news with you, sir?
Hab. Here is the cap your worship did bespeak. 10
Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer;
A velvet dish;-fye, fye! 'tis lewd and filthy:
Why, 'tis a cockle, or a walnut-shell,
A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap;
Away with it; come, let me have a bigger.

Kath. I'll have no bigger; this doth fit the time,
And gentlewomen wear such caps as these.

Pet. When you are gentle, you shall have one too, And not 'till then.

Hor. That will not be in haste.

Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant:
Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard,
As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou liv'st!
I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown.
Tay. Your worship is deceiv'd; the gown is made
Just as my master had direction:
Grumio gave order how it should be done.

Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the stuff.
Tay. But how did you desire it should be made?
Gru. Marry, sir, with needle and thread.
Tay. But did you not request to have it cut?
Gru. Thou hast fac'd many things 4.
Tay. I have.

Gru. Face not me: thou hast brav'd' many 15 men; brave not me; I will neither be fac'd nor brav'd. say unto thee,-I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest.

[Aside. 20 Kath. Why, sir, I trust, I may have leave to speak;

And speak I will; I am no child, no babe:
Your betters have endur'd me say my mind;
And, if you cannot, best you stop your ears.
my heart;
My tongue will tell the anger of
Or else my heart, concealing it, will break:
And, rather than it shall, I will be free
Even to the uttermost, as I please in words.

Tay. Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify.

Pet. Read it.

Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I said so.
Tay. Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown:
Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-body'd gown,
25 sew me up in the skirts of it, and beat me to death
with a bottom of brown thread. I said, a gown.
Pet. Proceed.

Tay. With a small compass'd cape‘.
Gru. I confess the cape.

Pet. Why, thou say'st true; it is a paltry cap,|30|| Tay. With a trunk slieve;

A custard-coffin', a bauble, a silken pye:

I love thee well, in that thou lik'st it not.

Kath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap;
And it I will have, or I will have none. [us see't.
Pet. Thy gown? why, ay:-Come, taylor, let 35
O mercy, God! what masking stuff is here?
What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon:
What! up and down, carv'd like an apple-tart?
Here's snip, and nip, and cut, and slish, and slash,
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Like to a censer in a barber's shop:-
Why, what o' devil's name, taylor, call'st thou
Hor. I see, she's like to have neither cap nor
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Tay. You bid me make it orderly and well, According to the fashion, and the time.

Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be rememb'red,

I did not bid you mar it to the time.
Go, hop me over every kennel home,
For you shall hop without my custom, sir:
I'll none of it; hence, make your best of it.

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Kath. I never saw a better fashion'd gown, [able:
More quaint, more pleasing, nor more commend-
Belike, you mean to make a puppet of me. [thee.
Pet. Why, true; he means to inake a puppet o'
Tay. She says, your worship means to make a 55
puppet of her.

Pet. Oh monstrous arrogance!
Thou lyest, thou thread, thou thimble,
Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail,
Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter cricket thou:-
Brav'd in mine own house with a skein of thread!

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Gru. I confess two sleeves.
Tay. The sleeves curiously cut.
Pet. Ay, there's the villainy.

Gru. Error i' the bill, sir; error i' the bill. I cominanded the sleeves should be cut out and sew'd up again; and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble.

Tay. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in place where, thou should'st know it.

Gru. I am for thee straight: take thou the bill,
give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me. [noodds.
Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have
Pet. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me.
Gru. You are 'the right, sir; 'tis formy mistress.
Pet. Go, take it up unto thy master's use.
Gru. Villain, not for thy life: Take up my
mistress' gown for thy master's use.

Pet. Why, sir, what's your conceit in that?
Gru. Oh, sir, the conceit is deeper than you
think for:

Take up my mistress' gown unto his master's use!
Oh, fye, fye, fye!

Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the taylor
[Aside.
paid:

Go take it hence: be gone, and say no more.
Hor. Taylor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-mor-
[row:
Take no unkindness of his hasty words:
Away, I say; commend me to thy master.
[Exit Taylor.
Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your
father's,

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Even

Even in these honest mean habiliments;
Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor:
For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich;
And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
What, is the jay more precious than the lark,
Because his feathers are more beautiful?
Or is the adder better than the eel,
Because his painted skin contents the eye?
Oh, no, good Kate: neither art thou the worse
For this poor furniture, and mean array.
If thou account'st it shame, lay it on me:
And therefore, frolick; we will hence forthwith,
To feast and sport us at thy father's house.—
Go, call my men, and let us straight to him;
And bring our horses unto Long-lane end,
There will we mount, and thither walk on foot.-
Let's see; I think, 'tis now some seven o'clock,
And well we may come there by dinner-time.

Kath. I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two;
And 'twill be supper-time, ere you come there.
Pet. It shall be seven, ere I go to horse;
Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do,
You are still crossing it.-Sirs, let 't alone:
I will not go to-day: and ere I do,
It shall be what o'clock I say it is.

Hor. Why, so! this gallant will command the sun. [Exe. Petruchio, Katharina, and Hortensio. SCENE IV.

Before Baptista's House.

Enter Tranio, and the Pedant dressed like

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Ped. I warrant you: But, sir, here comes your Twere good, he were school'd,

I am content in a good father's care,
To have him match'd; and,-if you please to like
No worse than I, sir,-upon some agreement
Me shall you find ready and willing

5 With one consent to have her so bestow'd:
For curious! I cannot be with you,
Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well.

Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say :— Your plainness, and your shortness, please me well. 10 Right true it is, your son Lucentio here

Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him, Or both dissemble deeply their affections: And, therefore, if you say no more than this,— That like a father you will deal with him, 15 And pass my daughter a sufficient dower,The match is made, and all is done :

Your son shall have my daughter with consent. Tra. I thank you, sir. Where then do you know best,

20 We be affy'd; and such assurance ta’en,
As shall with either part's agreement stand?

Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio; for, you
know,

Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants; 25 Besides, old Gremio is hearkening still; And happily, we might be interrupted.

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Tra. Then, at my lodging, an it like you, sir:
There doth my father lie; and there, this night,
We'll pass
the business privately and well:
Send for your daughter by your servant here,
My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently.
The worst is this,-that, at so slender warning,
You're like to have a thin and slender pittance.
Bap. It likes me well:-Cambio, hie you home,
And bid Bianca make her ready straight:
And, if you will, tell what hath happened;-
Lucentio's father is arriv'd in Padua,

And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife.
Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my heart.
[Exit.
Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone.
Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way?
Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer:
Come, sir; we will better it in Pisa.

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Bap. I follow you.

[Exeunt.

Bion. Cambio,

[Lucentio returns.

Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello ?

[yon?

Tra. Fear you not him. Sirrah Biondello, Now do your duty thoroughly, I advise you; Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio.

Bion. Tut! fear not me.

Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista? Bion. I told him that your father was in Venice; And that you look'd for him this day in Padua. Tru. Thou'rta tall fellow; hold thee that to drink. Here comes Baptista;-set your countenance, sir. Enter Baptista and Lucentio.

Signior Baptista, you are happily met:
Sir, this is the gentleman I told you of;
I pray you, stand good father to me now,
Give me Bianca for my patrimony.

Ped. Soft, son!

Sir, by your leave; having come to Padua
To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio
Made me acquainted with a weighty cause
Of love between your daughter and himself:
And, for the good report I hear of you;
And for the love he beareth to your daughter,
And she to him,-to stay him not too long,

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Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon

Luc. Biondello, what of that?

Bion. 'Faith, nothing; But he hath left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens.

Luc. I pray thee, moralize them.

Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with 55 the deceiving father of a deceitful son.

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Luc. And what of him?

Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper.

Luc. And then?—

Bion. The old priest at Saint Luke's church is at your command at all hours.

Luc. And what of all this?

Bion. I cannot tell; expect they are busied about a counterfeit assurance: take your assurance of her 165 cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum: to the church

Meaning, scrupulous. i. e. accidentally, in which sense happily was used in Shakspeare's time.

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take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient honest
witnesses:
[say,
If this be not that you look for, I have no more to
But, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day.
Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello?

Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an afternoon as she went to the garden for parsly to stuff a rabbet; and so may you, sir; and so adieu, sir. My master bath appointed me to go to Saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against you come with your appendix. [Exit.

Such war of white and red within her cheeks! What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty As those two eyes become that heavenly face?— Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee:5 Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake. Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a woman of him.

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Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented:
She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt?
Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her;
It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. [Exit. 15
SCENE V.

A green Lane.

Enter Petruchio, Katharine, and Hortensio.
Pet. Come on, o’God's name; once more to-20
ward our father's.

Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the

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Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh,
and sweet,

Whither away; or where is thy abode ?
Happy the parents of so fair a child;
Happier the man, whom favourable stars
Allot thee for his lovely bedfellow! [not mad:
Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope, thou art
This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd;
And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.

Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes,
That have been so bedazzled with the sun,
That every thing I look on seemeth green:
Now I perceive, thou art a reverend father:
Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking.
Pet. Do, good old grand-sire; and, withal,
make known

Which way thou travellest; if along with us,
We shall be joyful of thy company.

Vin. Fair sir, and you my merry mistress, [me;
That with your strange encounter much amaz'd
My name is called-Vincentio ; my dwelling,-
And bound I am to Padua; there to visit [Pisa;
A son of mine, which long I have not seen.
Pet. What is his name?

Vin. Lucentio, gentle sir.

Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son. And now by law, as well as reverend age, 35I may entitle thee-my loving father;

Pet. Nay, then you lye; it is the blessed sun. 40
Kath. Then, God be blest, it is the blessed
But sun it is not, when you say it is not;
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 won.
Pet. Well, forward, forward: thus the bowl
should run,

And not unluckily against the bias.
But soft; company is coming here.
Enter Vincentio.

Good-morrow, gentle mistress: Where away?-
[To Vincentio.
Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too,-
Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman ?

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The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,
Thy son by this hath marry'd:—wonder not,
Nor be not griev'd: she is of good esteem,
Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
Beside, so qualified as may beseem
The spouse of any noble gentleman.
Let me embrace with old Vincentio :
And wander we to see thy honest son,
Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.

Vin. But is this true? or is it else your plea-
Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest [sure,
Upon the company you overtake?

Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is. Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; 50 For our first merriment hath made thee jealous. [Exeunt Petruchio, Katharine, and Vincencio. Hor. Well, Petruchio,this hath put me in heart. Have to my widow: and if she be froward, Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward. [Exit.

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My father's bears more toward the market-place: Thither must I, and here I leave you, Sir.

Vin. You shall not chuse but drink before you Ithink, I shall command your welcome here, [go. And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward.

[Knocks. Gre. They're busy within, you were best knock louder. [P.dunt looks out of the window. Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would beat down the gate?

Vin. Is signior Lucentio within, sir? [withal. Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal?

Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself; 15 he shall need none, so long as I live.

Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was beloved in Padua. Do you hear, sir?-To leave frivolous circumstances,-I pray you, tell signior Lucentio, that his father is come from Pisa, and is 26 here at the door to speak with him.

Ped. Thou liest; his father is come to Padua, and here looking out at the window.

Vin. Art thou his father?

Ped Ay, sir: so his mother says, if I may be-23 lieve her.

Pet. Why, how now, gentleman! why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's

name.

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Vin. Thy father?-Oh villain! he is a sailnaker in Bergamo.

Bap. You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir: Pray, what do you think is his name?

Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name: I have brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is-Tranio.

Ped. Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio; and he is mine only son, and heir to the ands of me signior Vincentio.

Vin. Lucentio!-oh, he hath murdered his master!-Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the luke's name:-Oh my son, my son!-tell me, chou villain, where is my son Lucentio?

Tra. Call forth an officer: carry this mad knave to the jail:-father Baptista, I charge you, see, that he be forth-coming.

Fin. Carry me to the jail!

Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison. Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio; I say he shall go to prison.

Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you be

Ped. Lay hands on the villain; I believe, a3coney-catched in this business; I dare swear, means to cozen somebody in this city under my

countenance.

Re-enter Biondello.

Bion. I have seen them in the church together; God send 'em good shipping!-But who is here 35 mine old master Vincentio? now we are undone, and brought to nothing.

Vin. Come hither, crack-hemp.[Seeing Bion.
Bion. I hope, I may chuse, sir.

Vin. Come hither, you rogue; What, have 40 you forgot me?

Bion. Forgot you? no, sir: I could not forget you, for I never saw you before in all my life.

Vin. What, you notorious villain, did'st thou never see thy master's father Vincentio?

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Bion. What, my worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir; see where he looks out of the window. Vin. Is't so indeed? [He beats Bionde lo. Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me. [Exit. 50

Ped. Help, son help, signior Baptista! Pet. Pr'ythee, Kate, let's stand aside, and see the end of this controversy. [They retire. Re-enter below, the Pedant with servants, Baptista, and Tranio.

Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my

servant?

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Vin. What am I, sir? nay, what are you, sir?Oh, immortal gods! Oh, fine villain! a silken doublet a velvet hose! a scarlet cloak! and a 60 copatain' hat!--Oh, I am undone! I am undone! While I play the good husband at home, my son and my servant spend all at the university.

this is the right Vincentio.

Ped. Swear, if thou dar'st.
Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it.

Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not
Lucentio?

Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucentio. Bap. Awaywith the dotard; to the jail with him. Vin. Thus strangers may be hal'd and abus’d:— Oh monstrous villain!

Re-enter Biondello, with Lucentio, and Bianca. Bion. Oh, we are spoiled, and-Yonder he is; deny him, forswear him, or else we are all undone. [Exeunt Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant. Luc. Pardon, sweet father. [Kneeling. Vin. Lives my sweet son?

Bian. Pardon, dear father.

Bap. How hast thou offended?
Where is Lucentio?

Luc. Here's Lucentio,

Right son unto the right Vincentio;
That have by marriage made thy daughter mine,
While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne.
Gre. Here's packing, with a witness, to deceive
Jus all!

Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio,
That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so?
Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?
Bion. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio.
Luc. Lovewrought these miracles. Bianca'slove
Made me exchange my state with Tranio,
While he did bear my countenance in the town
And happily I have arriv'd at last
Unto the wished haven of my bliss:-

i. e. a hat with a very high conical crown.

i. e. tricked, cheated.

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