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Shall win the wager which we will

propose. Hor. Content: What is the wager? Luc.

Twenty crowns.

Feran. Sirha, command your mistris to come “ To me presently.

[Exit Sander. Aurel. I thinke, my wife, for all she did not come, “ Wil prove most kind; for now I have no feare, “ For I am sure Ferando's wife, she will not come.

Feran. The more's the pitty; then I must lose.


Enter Kate and Sander. “ But I have won, for see where Kate doth come.

Kate. Sweete husband, did you send for me?

Feran. I did, my love, I sent for thee to come : “ Come hither, Kate: What's that upon thy head ?

Kate. Nothing, husband, but my cap, I thinke.

Feran. Pul it off and tread it under thy feet; “ 'Tis foolish; I wil not have thee weare it.

[She takes off her cap, and treads on it. Pol. Oh wonderful metamorphosis ! Aurel. This is a wonder, almost past beleefe.

Feran. This is a token of her true love to me;
And yet Ile try her further you shall see.
“ Come hither, Kate: Where are thy sisters ?

Kate. They be sitting in the bridal chamber.
Feran. Fetch them hither; and if they will not come,
Bring them perforce, and make them come with thee.
Kate. I will.

Alfon. I promise thee, Ferando, I would have sworne
Thy wife would ne'er have done so much for thee.

Feran. But you shal see she wil do more then this ; For see where she brings her sisters forth by force. Enter Kate, thrusting Phylema and Emelia before her, and

makes them come unto their husbands cal. Kate. See husband, I have brought them both. “ Feran. "Tis wel done, Kate.

Emil. I sure; and like a loving peece, you're worthy “ To have great praise for this attempt.

Phyle. I, for making a foole of herselfe and us. “ Aurel. Beshrew thee, Phylema, thou hast • Lost me a hundred pound to night ; For I did lay that thou wouldst first have come. Pol. But, thou, Emelia, hast lost me a great deal more.

Pet. Twenty crowns !
I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound,

Emil. You might have kept it better then: “ Who bade you lay ?

Feran. Now, lovely Kate, before their husbands here,

I prethee tel unto these head-strong women “What dewty wives do owe unto their husbands.

Kate. Then, you that live thus by your pampered wils, “ Now list to me, and marke what I shall say.-“ Th' eternal power, that with his only breath, “ Shall cause this end, and this beginning frame, “ Not in time, nor before time, but with time confus'd, “For all the course of yeares, of ages, months, “Of seasons temperate, of dayes and houres, Are tun'd and stopt by measure of his hand. “ The first world was a forme without a forme, “ A heape confus'd, a mixture al deformid, “A gulfe of gulfes, a body bodilesse, “Where all the elements were orderlesse, “ Before the great commander of the world, “ The king of kings, the glorious God of heaven, “ Who in six daies did frame his heavenly worke, “ And made al things to stand in perfect course. “ Then to his image he did make a man, “ Old Adam, and from his side asleepe,

A rib was taken ; of which the Lord did make “ The woe of man, so term’d by Adam then, “ Woman, for that by her came sinne to us, “ And for her sinne was Adam doom'd to die. “ As Sara to her husband, so should we

Obey them, love them, keepe and nourish them, “ If they by any meanes do want our helpes :

Laying our hands under their feet to tread, “ If that by that we might procure their ease;

And, for a president, lle first begin, “ And lay my hand under my husband's feet.

[She laies her hand under her husband's feet. Feran. Inough sweet; the wager thou hast won ; “ And they, I am sure, cannot deny the same.

Alfon. I, Ferando, the wager thou hast won ; “And for to shew thee how I am pleas'd in this, “ A hundred pounds I freely give thee more, " Another dowry for another daughter, “ “ For she is not the same she was before.

Feran. Thanks, sweet father; gentlemen, good night; “ For Kate and I will leave you for to-night :

But twenty times so much upon my wife.

Luc. A hundred then.


A match ; 'tis done.
Hor. Who shall begin ?

That will I.
Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me.
Bion. I go.

[Exit. BAP. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. Luc. I'll have no halves ; I'll bear it all myself.

How now! what news ?

Sir, my mistress sends
That she is busy, and she cannot come.

Per. How! she is busy, and she cannot come! Is that an answer ?

you word

“ 'Tis Kate and I am wed, and you are sped : “ And so farewell, for we will to our bed.

[Exeunt Ferando, Kate, and Sander. Alfon. Now Aurelius, what say you to this ? Aurel. Beleeve me, father I rejoyce to see “ Ferando and his wife so lovingly agree.

[Exeunt Aurelius and Phylema, and Alfonso and Valeria. Emel. How now, Polidor ? in a dumpe ? What saist thou man ?

Pol. I say, thou art a shrew.
Emel. That's better than a sheepe.
Pol. Well, since 'tis done, come, let's goe.

[Ereunt Polidor and Emilia. Then enter two, bearing of Slie in his own apparel againe, and

leaves him where they found him, and then goes out : then enters the Tapster.

Tapster. Now that the darkesome night is overpast, “ And dawning day appeares in christall skie, “ Now must I haste abroade: but soft! who's this? “ What Slie ? o wondrous ! hath he laine heere all night! “ Ile wake him ; I thinke he's starved by this, “ But that his belly was so stufft with ale : “ What now Slie ! awake for shame."-&c. STEEVENS.


Ay, and a kind one too: Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse.

Pet. I hope, better.

Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my wife To come to me forthwith. Erit BIONDELLO. Per.

O, ho! entreat her! Nay, then she must needs come. Hor.

I am afraid, sir, Do what you can, yours will not be entreated.

Re-enter BIONDELLO. Now where's


wife ? Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in hand; She will not come; she bids you come to her.

Pet. Worse and worse ; she will not come! O vile,
Intolerable, not to be endur'd!
Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress;
Say, I command her come to me. [E.rit Grumio.

Hor. I know her answer.


She will not? Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end.

Enter KATHARINA. BAP. Now, by my holidame, here comes Katha

rina! Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send for

me ? Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife ? Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour fire. Per. Go, fetch them hither; if they deny to

come, Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands:

She will not.] I have added the word-come, to complete the measure, which was here defective; as indeed it is, almost irremediably, in several parts of the present scene. STEEVENS.

Away, I say, and bring them hither straight.

[Exit Katharina Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. Hor. And so it is; I wonder what it bodes. Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet

life, An awful rule, and right supremacy; And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy.

BAP. Now fair befal thee, good Petruchio !
The wager thou hast won; and I will add
Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns ;
Another dowry to another daughter,
For she is chang’d, as she had never been.

Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet ;
And show more sign of her obedience,
Her new-built virtue and obedience.

Re-enter KATHARINA, with Bianca and Widow. See, where she comes; and brings your froward

As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.-
Katharine, that cap of yours becomes you not;
Off with that bauble, throw it under foot.

[KATHARINA pulls off her cap and throws it

down. Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass !

Bian. Fye! what a foolish duty call you this ?

Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too : The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, Hath cost me an hundred crowns ? since supper


2 - An hundred crowns-] Old copy-five hundred. rected by Mr. Pope. In the MS. from which our author's plays were printed, probably numbers were always expressed in figures, which has been the occasion of many mistakes in the early editions. MALONE.

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