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To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.
Only, good master, while we do admire
This virtue and this moral discipline,
Let's be no stoicks, nor no stocks, I pray;
Or so devote to Aristotle's checks,
As Ovid be an outcast quite abjured:
Talk logic with acquaintance that you have,
And practise rhetoric in your common talk ;
Music and poesy use to quicken you ;
The mathematics, and the metaphysics,
Fall to them as you fiud your stomach serves you:
No profit grows, where is no pleasure ta'en ;--
In brief, sir, study what you most affect.

Luc. Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou advise.
If, Biondello, thou wert come ashore,
We could at once put us in readiness;
And take a lodging, fit to entertain
Such friends as time in Padua shall beget.
But stay awhile: What company is this?

Tra. Master, some show, to welcome us to town.

TRANJO stand aside.
Bap. Gentlemen, importune me no farther,
For how I firmly am resolved you know;
That is not to bestow my youngest daughter,
Before I have a husband for the elder:
If either of you both love Katharina,
Because I know you well, and love you well,
Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure.

Gre. To cart her rather: She's too rough for me
There, there, Hortensio, will you any wife?

Kath. I pray you, sir, (to Bap.) is it your will To make a stale of me amongst these mates ?

Hor. Mates, maid! how mean you that? no mates Unless you were of gentler, milder ntould.

[for you,
Kath. I'faith, sir, you shall never need to fear;
I wis, it is not half way to her heart :
But, if it were, doubt not her care should be
To comb your noddle with a three-legg'd stool,
And paint your face, and use you like a fool.

Hor. From all such devils, good Lord, deliver us!
Gre. And me too, good Lord !

Tra. Hush, master! here is some good pastime
That wench is stark mad, or wonderful frostard.
Luc. But in the other's silence I do see

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What, shall I be appointed hours; as though, belike,

Kath, Why, and I trust, I may go too; may I not?

Gre. You may go to the devil's dam; your girls so good, here is none will hold you. Their love is not so great, Hortensio, but we may blow our nails together, And fast it fairly out; our cake's dough ou both sides I can by any means light on a At man, to teach ber that Farewell :-Yet for the love I bear my sweet Bianca, il wherein she delights, I will wish him to her father.

Hor. So will I, signior Gremio: But a word, I pray. Though the nature of our quarrel yet never brook'd that we may yet again hare uccess to our fair mistress,

I knew not what to take, and what to leave? Ha!

parle, know now, upon advice, it toucheth tis toth,

Put finger

Maid's mild behaviour and sobriety.
Peace, Tranio.

Tra. Well said, master; mum! and gaze your fil

Bap. Gentlemen, that I may soon make good
What I have sa!d, - Bianca, get you in :
For I will love thee ne'er the less, my girl.
And let it not displease thee, good Bianca;
Kath. A
pretty peat !

'tis best

the eye,-an she knew why.
Bian. Sister, content you in my discontent.-
Sir, to your pleasure humbly I subscribe :
My books and instruments shall be my company;
On them to look, and practise by mysell.
Luc. Hark, Tranio! thou may'st hear Minerva speak;

(Aside.) Hor. Signior Baptista, will you be so strange? Sorry am I, that our good will effects

Why, will you meir her up.
Signior Baptista, for this fiend of hell,
And make her bear the penauce of her tongue

Bap. Gentleinen, content ye; I am resolved.
And for I know, she taketh most delight
In music, instruments, and poetry,

will I keep within my house,
Fit to instruct her youth! Il you, Hortensio,
Prefer them hither; for to cunning men
I will be very kind, and liberal
To mine own children in goou bringing up:
And so farewell.-Katharina, you may stay,
For I have more to commune with Bianca.

Bianca's grief.

(Bri Bianca.

Go ill, Bianca.




and be happy rivals in Bianca's love,- to labour and
effect one thing 'specially.
Gre. What's that, I pray?
Hor. Marry, sir, to get a husband for her sister,

A husband! a devil.

Think'st thou, Hortensio, though her

very rich, any man is so very a fool to be married to hell

Hor. Tush, Gremio, though it pass your patience, and mine, to endure her loud alarums, why, man, there be good fellows in the world, an a man could light on them, would take her with all faults, and money enough.

Gre. I cannot tell; but I had as lief take her dowry with this condition, to be whipped at the high-cross every morning.

Hor. 'Paith, as you say, there's small choice in rotten apples. But, come ; since this bar in law makes us friends, it shall be so far forth friendly maintained,

by helping Baptista's eldest daughter to a husband, we set his youngest free for a husband, and then have to't afresh-Sweet Bianca ! - Happy man be his dole! He that runs fastest, gets the ring. How say you, signior Gremio ?

Gre. I am agreed: and 'would I had given him the best horse in Padua to begin his wooing, that would thoroughly woo her, wed her, and bed her, and rid the house of her. Come on.

[Exeunt Gremio and Hortensio. Tra. (Advancing.) I pray, sir, tell me, - Is it possible That love should of a take such hold ?

Luc. O Tranio, till I found it to be true,
I never thought it possible, or likely
But see! while idly I


in idleness: And now

confess to thee,
tart to me as secret, and as dear,

I achieve not this young modest girl:

Tranio, for I know thou canst ;

Tranio, for I know thou wilt.
Tra. Master, it is no time to chide you now;
Affection is not rated from the heart
If love have touch'd you, nought remains but so, -
Redime te captum quam queas minimo.


Luc. Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move,
Sacred, and then if
I praxe, sir: Ir you love the man

Luc. Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father's he!
To get her cunning schoolmasters to instruct her?

Tra. Ay, marry, am I, sir; and now 'tis plotted.

Tra. Not possible ; for who shall bear your part, And be in Padua here Vincentio's some his friends; Basta ; content thee; for I have it full.

'tis time
That's your device.

Keep house, and ply his book;

Lue. Gramercies, lad; go forward: this contents;
The rest will comfort, for thy counsel's sound.

Tra. Master, you look'd so longly on the maid,
Perhaps you mark'd not what's the pith of all.

Luc. o yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face, That as the daughter of Agenor had,

him to her hand, When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan strand.

Tra. Saw you no more ? mark'd you not, how her Began to scold; and raise up such a storm,


the din And with her breath she did perfume the air ;

was all I saw in her.
Her elder sister is so curst and shrewd,
Master, your love
And therefore has he closely mew'd her up.
Because she shall not be annoy'd with suitors.
But art thou not advised, he took some care


stir him from his trance.

Luc. I have it, Tranio.

Master, for my hand,
Both our inventions meet and jump in one.

Luc. Tell me thine first.
And undertake the teaching of the maid:

You will be schoolmaster,
It is: May it be done ?

welcome Visit his countrymen, and banquet them? We have not yet been seen in any house;

have it
Nor can we be distinguish'd by our faces,
For man, or master: then it follows thus,
Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead.
Some Neapolitan, or mean man of Pisa.
Tis hatch d, and shall be so. Tranio, at once

my colour'd hat and cloak:

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When Biondello comes, he waits on thee;
But I will charm him first to keep his tongue.

Tra. So had you need. (They exchange habits.)
In brief, then, sir, sith it your pleasure is,
And I am tied to be obedient,
(For so your father charged mo at our parting-
Be serticeable to my son, quoth he,
Although, I think, 'twas in another sense,)
I am content to be Lucentio,
Because so weil I love Lucentio.

Luc. Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves :
And let me be a slare, to achieve that maid,
Whose sudden sight have thrall'd my wounded eye.

Enter BIONDBLLO. Here comes the rogue.-Sirrah, where have you been ? Bion. Where have I been ? Nay, how now, where

are you? Master, has my fellow Tranio stol'n your clothes ? Or you stol'n his? or both ? Pray, what's the news?

Luc. Sirrah, come hither; 'tis no time jest,
And therefore frame your manners to the time.
Your fellow Tranio, here, to save my life,
Puts my apparel and my countenance on,
And I for my escape have put on his;
For in a quarrel, since I came ashore,
I kill'd a man, and fear I was descried :
Wait you on him, I charge you, as becomes,
While I make way from hence to save my life.
You understand me?

1, sir ? ne'er a whit. Luc. And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth; Tranio is changed into Lucentio.

Bion. The better for him: Would I were so too!

Tra. So would I, faith, boy, to have the next wish That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest daughter. But, sirrah, - not for my sake, but your master's, -1 advise

[panies : You use your manners discreetly in all kind of comWhen I ain alone, why, then I am Tranio; But in all places else, your master Lucentio.

Luc. Trapio, let's go. One thing more rests, that thyself execute,To make one among these wooers: If thou ask me why, Sufficeth my reasons are both good and weights.



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