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again ; I will therefore tarry, in despite of the flesh and the blood.
Enter a Servant. Serv. Your honour's players, hearing your amend.
ment, Are come to play a pleasant comedy, For so your doctors hold it very meet; Seeing too much sadness hath congeald your blood, And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy, Therefore they thought it good you hear a play, And frame your mind to mirth and merriment, Which bars a thousand harms, and lengthens life.
Sly. Marry, I will; let them play it : is not a commonty* a Christmas gambol, or a tumblingtrick ? Page. No, my good lord; it is more pleasing
stuff. Sly. What, household stuff? Page. It is a kind of history.
Sly. Well, we'll see't: Come, madam wife, sit by my side, and let the world slip'; we shall ne'er be younger.
(They sit down.
Enter Lucentio and Tranio.
Gave me my being, and my father first,
Tra. Mi perdonatet, gentle master mine,
Luc. Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou advise.
Tra. Master, some show, to welcome us to town,
Enter Baptista, Katharina, Bianca, Gremio, and
Hortensio. Lucentio and Tranio stand aside.
Bap. Gentlemen, importune me no further, 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
for you, Unless you were of gentler, milder mould.
Kath. I'faith, sir, you shall never need to fear ;
Hor. From all such devils, good Lord, deliver us!
toward ; That wench is stark mad, or wonderful froward.
Luc. But in the other's silence, I do see
Tra. Well said, master; mum! and gaze your fill.
What I have said,-Bianca, get you in :
Kath. A pretty peat ! 'tis best
Bian. Sister, content you in my discontent.
My books, and instruments, shall be my company;
Why, will you mew* her up,
Bap. Gentlemen, content ye; I am resolv'd;
[Exit Bianca. And for I know, she taketh most delight In musick, instruments, and poetry, Schoolmasters will I keep within my house, Fit to instruct her youth.-If you, Hortensio, Or signior Gremio, you,-know any such, Prefer † them hither; for to cunning I men I will be very kind, and liberal To mine own children in good bringing-up; And so farewell. Katharina you may stay; For I have more to commune with Bianca. (Exit.
Kath. Why, and I trust, I may go too ; May I not? What, shall I be appointed hours; as though, belike, I knew not what to take, and what to leave? Ha!
[Exit. Gre. You may go to the devil's dam; your gifts & are 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 on both sides. Farewell :-Yet, for the love I bear my sweet Bianca, if I can by any means light on a fit man, to teach her that 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 parle, know now, upon advice ||, it toucheth us both, that we may yet again have access to our * Shut. . t Recommend.
Knowing, learned. f Endowments. ll Consideration. VOL. III.
fair mistress, 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. Gre. A husband ! a devil. Hor. I say, á husband. Gre. I say, a devil: Think'st thou, Hortensio, though her father be 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 alarms, 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. 'Faith, 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, -till 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 pos
Luc. O Tranio, till I found it to be true,
• Gain or lot,