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This comedy first appeared in the folio of 1623, but it is in some way closely connected with a play published in 1594, and bearing the almost identical title, The Taming of A Shrew. Pope was of the opinion that Shakespeare wrote both plays, but this is hardly plausible. The play in the folio is oranly an enlargement and alteration of the earlier play, and it only remains to risk, was Shakespeare the sole reviser and adapter, or did his task consist of adding and altering certain scenes, so as 10 Tender yet nuore amusing and successful an enlarged version of the play of 1594, already inado boy some unknown hand! The last seems upon the whole the opinion best supported by the intermaleridence. In The Taming of the Shrew three parts may be distinguished: (1) The humorous Luinction, in which Siy, the drunken tinker, is the chief person ; (2) A comedy of character, the Sures and her tawer, Petruchio, being the hero and heroine ; (3) A comedy of intrigue-the story of biara and ber rival lovers. Now the old play of A Shrew contains, in a rude form, the scenes of be Induction and the chief scenes in which Petruchio and Katharina (named by the original writer Frando and Kate) appear; but nothing in the old play corresponds with the intrigues of Bianca's disguised lovers. It is, however, in the scenes concerned with these intrigues that Shakespeare's

and is least apparent. It may be said that Shakespeare's genius goes in and out with the person of haharina. We would therefore conjecturally assign the intrigue-comedy to the adapter of the old play, reserving for Shakespeare a title to those scenes-in the main enlarged from the play of A St-in which Katharina, Petruchio, and Grumio are speakers.

Turning this statement into 13 we find that Shakespeare's part in The Taming of the Shrew is comprised in the following priods : Induction ; Actil., Sc.1., L. 169-326 : Act III., Sc. 11., L. 1–125, and 151-211 ; Act IV., Sc. 1.11. 10) III.; Act V., Sc. 11., 1.. 1-180. Such a division, it must be borne in mind, is no more than a consture, but it seems to be suggested and fairly indicated by the style of the several parts of the haly. Howerer this may be, it is clear that Shakespeare cared little for the other charne

in comparison with sly, Katharina, and Petruchio. The play is full of energy and busling movement; and the characters of Katharina and Petruchio in particular, are tirmly and Icely drawn, the scenes in which they appear, though intinitely amusing, never quite passing into nanright farce. Widely separated dates have been assigned for The Timing of the Shrer, from

1716. The best portions are in the manner of Shakespeare's comedies of the second period; Hi attribaiting the Bianca intrigue-comedy to a writer interinediate between the author of the play

Shrew and Shakespeare, there is no ditficulty in supposing that the Shakespeare scenes were ritten about 1597. Fletcher wrote a humorous continuation of Shakespeare's play, entitled The Fosan's Prize, or the Tamer Tamed, in which Petruchio reappears.



Persons in RISTOPHER SLY, a tinker.

the InducTites, Page, Players, Hunts

men, and Servants.
PTISTA, a rich gentleman of Padua.
MENTIO, an old gentleman of Pisa.
CENTIO, son to Vincentio, in love with

TRUCHIO, a gentleman of Verona, a suitor

to Katharina. KHIO,

suitors to Bianca KTENSIO,


} servants to Lucentio.

servants to Petruchio.
A Pedant.
KATHARINA, the shrew, ! daughters to Bap-

Tailor, Haberdasha, and Servants attending on

Baptista and Petruchio.
SCENE: Padua, and Petruchio's country house.

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SCENE I. Before an alehouse on a heath.

Enter Hostess and Sly.
Sly. I'll pheeze you, in faith.
Host. A pair of stocks, you rogue !

Sly. Ye are a baggage : the Slys are no rogues ; look in the chronicles ; we came in with Richard Conqueror. Therefore paucas pallabris ; let the world slide : sessa!

Host. You will not pay for the glasses you have burst?

Sly. No, not a denier. Go by, Jeronimy: go to thy cold bed, and warm thee.

10 llost. I know my remedy ; I must go fetch the third-borough.

[Erit. Sly. Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer him by law : I'll not budge an inch, boy: let him come, and kindly. [Falls asleep. Horns winded. Enter a Lord from hunting,

with his train. Lord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender

well my hounds : † Brach Merriman, the poor cur is emboss'd ; And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd

brach. Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good At the hedge-corner, in the coldest fault ? 20 I would not lose the dog for twenty pound. First llun. Why, Belınan is as good as he,

my lord ;
He cried upon it at the merest loss
And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent :
Trust me, I take him for the better dog.
Lord. Thou art a fool : if Echo were as

I would esteem him worth a dozen such.
But sup them well and look unto them all :
To-morrow I intend to hunt again.
First Hun. I will, my lord.

30 Lord. What's here ? one dead, or drunk ?

See, doth he breathe ? Sec. Hun. He breathes, my lord. Were he

not warm'd with ale, This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly. Lord O monstrous beast ! how like a swine he lies !

[image! Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine Sirs, I will practice on this drunken man. What think you, if he were convey'd to bed, Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his

fingers, A most delicious banquet by his bed, And brave attendants near him when he wakes,

40 Would not the beggar then forget himself ? First Hein. Believe me, lord, I think he

cannot choose. Sec. IIun. It would seem strange unto him

when he waked. Lord. Even as a flattering dream or worth

less fancy. Then take him up and manage well the

jest :

Carry him gently to my fairest chamber And hang it round with all my wanton pi

tures : Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters And burn sweet wood to make the lodgii

gweet : Procure me music ready when he wakes, To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound; And if he chance to speak, be ready straight And with a low submissive reverence Say 'What is it your honor will command ! Let one attend him with a silver basin Full of rose-water and bestrew'd with flowen Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper, And say "Will't please your lordship cool you

hands ?' Some one be ready with a costly suit And ask him what apparel he will wear ; Another tell him of his hounds and horse, And that his lady mourns at his disease : Persuade him that he hath been lunatic; † And when he says he is, say that he dreams For he is nothing but a mighty lord. This do and do it kindly, gentle sirs : It will be pastime passing excellent, If it be husbanded with modesty. First Hun. My lord, I warrant you we wi

play our part, As he shall think by our true diligence He is no less than what we say he is. Lord. Take him up gently and to bed wit

him ; And each one to his office when he wakes.

[Some bear out Sly. A trumpet souin Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds

[Erit Serringan Belike, some noble gentleman that means, Travelling some journey, to repose him her

Re-enter Servingman, How now ! who is it ?

Serv. An't please your honor, playe That offer service to your lordship. Lord. Bid them come near.

Enter Players.

Now, fellows, you are welcom Players. We thank your honor. Lord. Do you intend to stay with me

night? A Player. So please your lordship to see

our duty.
Lord. With all my heart. This fellow

member, Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son 'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman

well :
I have forgot your name ; but, sure, that
Was aptly fitted and naturally perform d.
A Player. I think 'twas Soto that

honor means. Lord. 'Tis very true : thou didst it ex

lent, Well, you are come to me in happy time The rather for I have some sport in hand Wherein your cunning can assist me mua There is a lord will hear you play to-night

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And how she was beguiled and surprised, Sly. Are you my wife and will not call me As lively painted as the deed was done.

husband ? Third Serv. Or Daphne roaming through My men should call me 'lord :' I am your a thorny wood,

goodman. Scratching her legs that one shall swear she Page. My husband and my lord, 11. lond bleeds,

60 and husband ; And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep, I am your wife in all obedience. So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn. Sly. I know it well. What must I call hier? Lord. Thou art a lord, and nothing but a

Lord. Madam.

111 lord:

Sly. Al'ce madam, or Joan madam ? Thou hast a lady far more beautiful

Lord. Madam,' and nothing else : 90 Than any woman in this waning age.

lords call ladies. First Šeri. And till the tears that she hath Sly. Madam wise, they say that I have shed for thee

dream'd Like envious floods o'er-run her lovely face, And slept above some fifteen year or more. She was the fairest creature in the world ; Page. Ay, and the time seems thirty unto And yet she is inferior to none.


me, Sly. Am I a lord ? and have I such a lady? Being all this time abandon'd from your be! Or do I dream ? or have I dream'd till now ? Sly. 'Tis much. Servants, leave me and I do not sleep : I see, I hear, I speak ;

her alone. I smell sweet savors and I feel soft things : Madam, undress you and come now to bed. Upon my life, I am a lord indeed

Page. Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of And not a tinker nor Christophero Sly.


12 Well, bring our lady hither to our sight; To pardon me yet for a night or two, And once again, a pot o' the smallest ale. Or, if not so, until the sun be set: Sec. Serv. Will't please your mightiness to For your physicians have expressly chargci, wash your hands ?

In peril to incur your former malady, O, how we joy to see your wit restored ! That I should yet absent me from your bed: 0, that once more you knew but what you I hope this reason stands for my excuse. are !

80 Sly. Ay, it stands so that I may hardis These fifteen years you have been in a dream ; tarry so long. But I would be loath to fall into Or when you waked, so waked as if you slept. my dreams again : I will therefore tarry in Sly. These fifteen years ! by my fay, a despite of the flesh and the blood.

13 goodly nap. But did I never speak of all that time ?

Enter a Messenger. First Serv. O, yes, my lord, but very idle Mess. Your honor's players, hearing your words :


amendinent, For though you lay here in this goodly cham- Are come to play a pleasant comedy : Yet would you say ye were beaten out of door; For so your doctors hold it very meet, And rail upon the hostess of the house ; Seeing too much sadness hath congeald you And say you would present her at the leet,

blood, Because she brought stone jugs and no seal'd And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy: quarts :

90 Therefore they thought it good you hear apli? Sometimes you would call out for Cicely And frame your mind to mirth and merrimet Hacket.

Which bars a thousand harms and lengther Sly. Ay, the woman's maid of the house.

life. Third Serv. Why, sir, you know no house Sly. Marry, I will, let them play it. Is liv nor no such maid,

a comonty a Christmas gambold or å tumbling Nor no such men as you have reckon'd up, trick ?

14 As Stephen Sly and old John Naps of Greece Page. No, my good lord ; it is more pleaAnd Peter Turph and Henry Pimpernell

ing stuff. And twenty more such names and men as Sly. What, household stuff ? these

Page. It is a kind of history. Which never were nor no man ever saw.

Sly. Well, we'll see't. Come, madam wile Sly. Now Lord be thanked for my good sit by my side and let the world slip: we clia) amends!

ne'er be younger. All. Amen.


Sly. I thank thee: thou shalt not lose by it.
Enter the Page as a lady, with attendants.

Page. How fares my noble lord ?

SCENE I. Padua. A public plaq. Sly. Marry, I fare well; for here is cheer enough.

Enter LUCENTIO and man TRAXIO. Where is my wife ?

Luc. Tranio, since for the grent desire Page. Here, noble lord : what is thy will

had with her ?

To see fair Padua, nursery of arts

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