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What? Hor.

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

Enter KATHARINA. Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Katharina! 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.

Pet. Go, fetch them hither; if they deny to come, Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands: Away, I say, and bring them hither straight.

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

[KATH. pulls off her caf, and throws it down. Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass!

Bian. Fy! 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 crowns3 since supper-time.

2 She will not come. I have added the word-come, to com. plete the measure, which was here defective; as indeed it is, al. most irremediably, in several parts of the present scene. Steevens.

an hundred crowns --] Old copy-five hundred. Cor:

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Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty.
Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong

women
What duty they do owe their lords and busbands.
Wid. Come, come, you ’re mocking; we will have no

telling
Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her.
Wid. She shall not.
Pet. I say, she shall;--and first begin with her.

Kath. Fy, fy! 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 frosts 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 so, none so dry or thirsty
Will deign to sip, or touch one drop of it.
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee,
And for thy maintenance; commits his body
To painful labour, both by sea and land;
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe;
And craves no 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, peevish, sullen, sour,
And, not obedient to his honest will,
What is she, but a foul contending rebel,
And graceless traitor to her loving lord?-
I am asham'd, that women are so simple

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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 edi. tions. Malone..

4 as frosts bite the meads;] The old copy reads-frosts do bite. The correction was made by the editor of the second folio.

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To offer war, where they should kneel for peace ;
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 soft 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 yours,
My heart as great; my reason, haply, more,
To bandy word for word, and frown for frown:
But now, I see our lances are but straws;
Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare,
That seeming to be most, which we least are.6
Then vail your stomachs," for it is no boot:
And place your hands below your husband's foot:
In token of which duty, if he please,
My hand is ready, may it do him ease.
Pet. Why, there 's a wench-Come on, and kiss me,

Kate.
Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha 't.
Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward,
Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are froward.

Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to-bed :We three are married, but you two are sped. 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white;

[To Luc. And, being a winner, God give you good night!

[Exeunt Pet. and Kath.

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ś our soft conditions,] The gentle qualities of our minds.

Malone So, in King Henry V: "my tongue is roughz coz, and my condition is not smooth.” Steevens.

which we least are.] The old copy erroneously prolongs this line by reading-which we indeed least are. Steevens.

? Then vail your stomachs,] i. e. abate your pride, your spirit. So, in King Henry IV, P. I:

“'Gan vail his stomach, and did grace the shame
“Of those that turn'd their backs." Steevens.

you two are sped.] i. e. the fate of you both is decided, for you have wives who exhibit early proofs of disobedience.

Steedens though you hit the white;] To hit the white is a phrase

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Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tam'd a curst shrew.!
Luc, 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tam'e

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borrowed from archery: the mark was commonly white. Here it alludes to the name, Bianca, or white. Johnson.

So, in Feltham's Answer to Ben Jonson's Ode at the end of his New Inn:

As oft you 've wanted brains
“ And art to strike the white,

" As you have level'd right.”
Again, in Sir Aston Cockayn's Poems, 1658:

“ And as an expert archer hits the white." Malone.

shrew.] I suppose our author design'd this word to be sounded as if it had been written-shrow. Thus, in Mr. Lodge's Illustrations of English History, Vol. II, p. 164, Burghley calls Lord Shrewsbury-Shrowsbury. See, also, the same work, Vol. II, p. 168–9. Steevens.

2 Exeunt.) At the conclusion of this piece, Mr. Pope continued his insertions from the old play, as follows: Enter two Servants, bearing Sly in his own apparel, and leaving

him on the stage. Then enter a Tapster. “Sly. [awaking] Sim, give 's some more wine.. -What, all the players gone! -Am I not a lord ?

Tap. A lord, with a murrain !-Come, art thou drunk still ?.

Sly. Who's this? Tapster!-Oh, I have had the bravest dream that ever thou heard'st in all thy life.

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

Sly. Will she? I know how to tame a shrew. I dreamt 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 she

These passages, which have been hitherto printed as part of the work of Shakspeare, 'I have sunk into the notes, that they may be preserved, as they seem to be necessary to the integrity of the piece, though they really compose no part of it, being not published in the folio 1623. Mr. Pope, however, has quoted them with a degree of inaccuracy which would have deserved censure, had they been of greater consequence than they are. The players delivered down this comedy, among the rest, as one of Shakspeare's own; and its intrinsic merit bears sufficient evi. dence to the propriety of their decision.

May I add a few reasons why I neither believe the former comedy of The Taming of the Shrew, 1607, nor the old play of King Fohn, in two parts, to have been the work of Shakspeare? He generally followed every novel or history from whence he took bis plots, as closely as he could; and is so often indebted to these

anger me.".

originals for his very thoughts and expressions, that we may fairly pronounce him not to have been above borrowing, to spare himself the labour of invention. It is therefore probable, that both these plays, (like that of King Henry V, in which Oldcastle is introduced) were the unsuccessful performances of contemporary players. Shakspeare saw they were meanly written, and yet that their plans were such as would furnish incidents for a better dramatist. He therefore might lazily adopt the order of their scenes, still writing the dialogue anew, and inserting little more from either piece, than a few lines which he might think worth preserving, or was too much in haste to alter. It is no uncommon thing in the literary world, to see the track of others followed by those who would never have given themselves the trouble to mark out one of their own. Steevens.

It is almost unnecessary to vindicate Shakspeare from being the author of the old Taming of a Shrew. Mr. Pope in consequence of his being very superficially acquainted with the phrase. ology of our early writers, first ascribed it to him, and on his authority this strange opinion obtained credit for half a century. He might, with just as much propriety, have supposed that our author wrote the old King Henry IV, and V, and The History of King Leir and his three Daughters, as that he wrote two plays on the subject of Taming a Shrew, and two others on the story of King John.-The error prevailed for such a length of time, from the difficulty of meeting with the piece, which is so extremely scarce, that I have never seen or heard of any copy existing but one in the collection of Mr. Steevens, and another in my own: and one of our author's editors (Mr. Capell] searched for it for thirty years in vain. Mr. Pope's copy is supposed to be irreco. verably lost.

I suspect that the anonymous Taming of a Shrew was written about the year 1590, either by George Peele or Robert Greene.

Malone. The following are the observations of Dr. Hurd, on the Induc. tion to this comedy. They are taken from his Notes on the Epistle to Augustus: “The Induction, as Shakspeare calls it, to The Taming of the Shrew, deserves, for the excellence of its moral design and beauty of execution, throughout, to be set in a just light.

“This Prologue sets before us the picture of a poor drunken beg. gar, advanced, for a short season, into the proud rank of nobility. And the humour of the scene is taken to consist in the surprise, and awkward deportment of Sly, in this his strange and unwonted situation. But the poet had a further design, and more worthy his genius, than this farcical pleasantry. He would expose, un- , der cover of this mimic fiction, the truly ridiculous figure of men of rank and quality, when they employ their great advantages of place and fortune, to no better purposes, than the soft and selfish, gratification of their own intemperate passions : Of those, who take the mighty privilege of descent and wealth to live in the freer

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