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Gre, No; if, without more words, you will gett. Kath. Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell you hence.
Whom thou lov'st best: see thou dissemble not. Tra. Why, sır, I pray, are not the streets as free Bian. Believe me, sister, of all the men alive, For me, as for you?
I never yet beheld that special lace Gre,
But so is not she. Which I could fancy more than any other. Tra. For what reason, I beseech you?
Kath, Minion, thou liest ; Is't nut Hortensio? Gre. For this reason, if you'll know,
Bian. If you affect him, sister, here I swear, That she's the choice love of signior Gremio. I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him.
Hor. That she's the chosen of signior Hortensio. Kath. O, then, beiike, you fancy riches more
Tra. Solliy, my masters! if you be gentlemen, You will have Gremio to keep you fair. Do me this richt, -hear me with patience.
Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so ? Baptista is a noble gentleman,
Nay, then you jest; and now I will perceive, To whom my father is not all unknown; You have but jested wiih me all this while ; And, were his daughter fairer than she is, I pr'ythee, sister Kate, untie iny hands. She may more suitors have, and me for one. Kath. If that be just, then all the rest was so. Fair Leda's daugh'er had a thousand wooers;
(Strikes has Then well one more may fair Bianca have: And so she stall; Lucentio shall make one,
Enter Baptista. Though Pars came, in hope to speed alone. Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows Gre. What! this gentleman will oui-talk us all.
this insolence? Luc. Sir, give him head; I know, he'll prove a Bianca, stand aside ;- poor girl! she weeps : jade.
Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her.Pet. Hortensio, to what end are all these words ? For shame, thou hildings of a devil sh spirit,
Hor. Sir, let me be so bold, as to ask you, Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee? Did you vet ever see Baptista's daughter ? When did she cross thee with a bitter word?
Tra. No, sir; but hear I do, that he hath two; Kath. Her silence tlouts me, and I'll be reveng'd. The one as famous for a scolding tongue,
(Flies afler Bianca. As is the other for beauteous modesty.
Bap. What, in my sight ?-Bianca, get thee in. Pet. Sir, sir, the first's for me ; let her go by.
(Erit Bianca. Gre. Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules ; Kath. Will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see, And let it be more than Alcides' twelve.
She is your treasure, she must have a husband ? Pet. Sir, understand you this of mc, in sooth;- I must dance bare-foot on her wedding-day, The youngest daughter, whom you hearken for, And, for your love to her, lead in hell. Her father keeps from all access of suitors;
Talk not to me; I will go sil and weep, And wi'l not promise her to any man,
Till I can find occasion of revengc. (Erit Kath. Until the elder sister first be wed:
Bap: Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as 1 ? The younger then is free, and not before.
But who comes here?
Enler Gremio, wilh Luccntio in the habit of a An if you break the ice, and do this feat,
mean mun ; Petruchio, with Hortensio as a muAchieve the elder, set the younger free
sician; and Tranio, with B.und. llo bearing a For our access,—whose hap shall be to have her,
lute and books. Will not so graceless be, to be ingrate."
Gre. Good-morrow, neishbour Baptista.
Bap. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio: God You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman,
save you, gentlemen!
Pei. And you, good sir ! Pray, have you not a To whom we all rest generally beholden. Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack: in sign whereof, Callid Katharina, fair, and virtuous ?
daughter Please ye we may contrive this afternoon,
Bup. I have a daughter, sir, cali'd Katharina. And quaff carouses to our mistress' health ; And do as adversarics do in law,
Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly. Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
Pet. You wrong me, signior Gremio; give me Gru. Bion.'b excellent motion!–Fellows, ' let's I am a gentleman of Verona, sir,
leave.begone. Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it so ;
That,-hearing of her beauty, and her wit, Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto.
Her affability, and bashsul modesty, (Exeunt. Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour,
Am bold to show myself a forward guest
Within your house, to make mine eye the witness ACT II.
of that report which I so oft have heard.
And, for an entrance to my entertainment, SCENE I.-The same. A room in Baptista's I do present you wiih a man of mine, house. Enter Katharina and Bianca.
Cunning in music, and the mathematics, Bian. Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong To instruct her fully in those sciences, yourself,
Whereof, I know, she is not ignorant: To make a bondmaid and a slave of me; Accept of him, or else you do me wrong ; That I disdain : but for those other gawds, His name is Licio, born in Mantua. Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself, Bap. You're welcome, sir ; and he, for your Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat;
good sake : Or, what you will command me, will'I do, But for my daughter Katharine,-this I know, So well I know my duty to my elders.
She is not for your turn, the more my grief.
Pet. I see, you do not mean to part with her, (1) Ungrateful. (2) Companions. (3) Trifling ornaments.
(4) Love. (5) A worthless woman.
Or else you like not of my company.
Her widowhood,-be it that she survive me,Bap. Mistake me not, I speak but as I find. In all my lands and leases whatsoever : Whence are you, sir ? what may I call your name? Let specialties be therefore drawn between us,
Pet. Petruchio is my name ; Antonio's son, That covenants may be kept on either hand. A man well known throughout all Italy.
Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well obtain’d, Bap. I know him well : you are welcome for his. This is, --her love;. for that is all in all. sake.
Pet. 'Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father, Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, I am as peremptory as she oud-minded; Let
us, that are poor petitioners, speak too: And where two raging fires meet together, Baccare !' you are marvellous forward.
They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: Pet, 0, pardon me, signior Gremio; I would sain Though little fire grows great with little wind, be doing.
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all: Gre. I doubt it not, sir ; but you will curse your So I to her, and so she yields to me: wooing.
For I am rough, and woo not like a babe. Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be the it. To express the like kindness myself, that have spced ! been more kindly beholden to you than any, I freely But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words. give unto you this young scholar, [Presenting Lu- Pel. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds, centio.) that hath been long studying at Rheims; That shake not, though they blow perpetually. as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in music and mathematics: his name
Re-enter Hortensio, with his head broken. is Cambio; pray, accept his service.
Bap. How now, my friend? why dost thou look Bup. A thousand thanks, signior Gremio: wel- so pale? come, good Cambio.-But, gentle sir, (To Tranio.] Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. methinks you walk like a stranger; May I be so Bap. What, will my daughter prove a good mubold to know the cause of your coming ?
sician? Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own; Hor. I think, she'll sooner prove a soldier ; That, being a stranger in this city here,
Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. Do make myself a suitor to your daughter,
Bap. Why, then thou canst not break her to the Unto Bianca, fair, and virtuous.
lute? Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me,
Hor. Why, no; for she hath broke the lute to me. In the preferment of the eldest sister :
I did but tell her, she mistook her frets, This liberty is all that I request,
And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering; That, upon knowledge of my parentage,
When, with a most impatient devilish spirit, I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo, Frels, call you these l quoth she: I'll fume with And Tree access and favour as the rest.
them: And, toward the education of your daughters, And, with that word, she struck me on the head, I here bestow a simple instrument,
And through the instrument my pate made way; And this small packet of Greek and Latin books: And there I stood amazed for a while, If you accept them, then their worth is great. As on a pillory, looking through the lute: Bap. Lucentio is your name? of whence, I While she did call me, rascal fiddler, pray?
And-twangling Jack;" with twenty such vile Tra. Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio.
terms, Bap. A mighty man of Pisa; by report
As she had studied to misuse me so. 1 know him well: you are very welcome, sir.- Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; Take you (To Hor.) the lute, and you (To Luc.] I love her ten times more than e'er I did: the set of books,
0, how I long to have some chat with her! You shall go see your pupils presently.
Bap. Well, go with me, and be not so discomfited: Holla, within !
Proceed in practice with my younger daughter ; Enter a Servant,
She's apt to learn, and thankful for good turns.
Signior Petruchio, will you go with us; Sirrah, lead
Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you? These gentlemen to my daughters; and tell them Pel. I pray you do; I will attend her here: both,
[Ere. Bap. Gre. Tra, and Hor. These are their tutors : bid them use them well. And woo her with some spirit when she comes. [Erit Servant, with Hortensio, Lucentio, and Say, that she rail; Why, then I'll tell her plain, Biondello.
She sings as sweetly as a nightingale : We will go walk a little in the orchard, Say, that she frown; I'll say, she looks as clear And then to dinner: You are passing welcome, As morning roses newly wash'd with dew: And so I pray you all to think yourselves. Say, she be mutc, and will not spcak a word;
Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste, Then I'll commend her volubility, And every day I cannot come to woo.
And say-she uttereth piercing eloquence: You knew my father well; and in him, me, If she do bid mc pack, I'll give her thanks, Left solely heir to all his lands and goods, As though she bid me stay by her a week; Which I have better'd rather than decreasid: If she deny to wcd, I'll crave the day Then tell me,-if I get your daughter's love, When I shullask the banns, and when be married:What dowry shall I have with her to wise ? But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak.
Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands: And, in possession, twenty thousand crowns.
Enter Katharina. Pél. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of Good morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear,
Kath. Well have you heard, but something hard (1) A proverbial esclamation then in use.
of hearing; 12) A (ret in music is the stop which causes or regulates the vibration of the string.
(3) Paltry musician,
They call me-Katharine, that do talk of me. Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth, you 'scape
Kath. I chase you, if I tarry; let me go.
And now I find report a very liar; For dainties are all cates: and therefore, Kate, For thou art pleasant, gamesonne, passing cour Take this of me, Kate of my consolation ;
teous; Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town, But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers: Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, Thou canst not frown, thou canst noi look askance, (Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs,)
Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will ; Mrself am movid to woo thee for my wise. Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk; Kath. Mov'd! in good time: let him that mov'd But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers, you hither,
With gentle conference, soft and affable. Bemove you hence: I knew you at the first, Why does the world report, that Kate doth limp? You were a moveable.
O slanderous world! Kate, like the hazle-twig, Pet.
Why, what's a moveable? Is straight and slender ; and as brown in hue Kath. A joint-stool.
As hazle nuts, and sweeter than the kernels. Pel. Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me. O, let me see thee walk: thou dost not halt. Kath. Asses are made to bear, and so are you. Kath. Go, sool,
and whom thou keep'st command. Pel. Women are made to bear, and so are you.
Pet. Did 'ever Dian so become a grove, Kath. No such jade, sir, as you, if me you mean. As Kate this chamber with her princely gait?
Pet. Alas, good Kate! I will not burden thee: O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate;
Kath. Too light for such a swain as you to catch; Kath. Where did you study all this goodly
speech? Pei. Should be? should buz.
Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit. Kath.
Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. Kath. A witty mother! witless else her son. Pet. O, slow-wing'd turtle!'shall a buzzard take Pet. Am I not wise ? thee?
Yes; keep you warm. Kath. Ay, for a turtle; as he takes a buzzard. Pel. Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharine, in thy Pel. Come, come, you wasp ; i'faith, you are too
And therefore, setting all this chat aside, Kath. If I be waspish, best beware my sting. Thus in plain terms :-Your father hath consented Pel. My remedy is then, to pluck it out. That you shall be my wife ; your dowry 'greed on; Kath. Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies. And, will you, nill you, I will marry you. Pet. Who knows not where a wasp doth wear Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn; his sting?
For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, In his tail.
(Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well,) Kath. In his tongue.
Thou must be married to no man but me: Pet.
Whose tongue? For I am he, am born to tame you, Kate ; Kath. Yours, if you talk of tails; and so fare. And bring you from a wild catro a Kate well.
Conformable, as other household Kates. Pet. What, with my tongue in your tail ? nay, Here comes your father: never make denial, come again,
I must and will have Katharine to my wise.
That I'll try.
Re-enter Baptista, Gremio, and Tranio.
[Striking him...Bap. Now, Pet. I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again. Signior Petruchio: How speed you with Kath. So may you lose your arms:
My daughter ? If you strike me, you are no gentleman;
Pel. How but well, sir ? how but well ? And if no gentleman, why, then no arms. It were impossible I should speed amiss.
Pet. A herald, Kate ? 0, put me in thy books. Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine ? in Kath. What is your crest ? a coxcomb?
your dumps ? Pel. A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen. Kath. Call you me daughter ? now I promise you, Kath. No cock of mine, you crow too like a You have show'd a tender fatherly regard, craven.'
To wish me wed to one half liinalic;
That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.
If she be curst, it is for policy: Kath. There is, there is.
For she's not froward, but modest as the dove; Pel. Then show it mc.
She is not hot, but temperate as the morn; Kath.
Had I a glass, I would. For patience she will prove a second Grissel; Pel. What, you mean my face?
And Roman Lucrece for her chastity : Well aim'd of such a young one. And to conclude,—we have 'greed so well toge Pet. Now, by Saint George, I am too young for ther,
That upon Sunday is the wedding-day. Kath. Yet you are wither'd.
Kath. I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first. 'Tis with cares. Gre. Hark, Petruchio! she says, she'll see thee Kath.
I care not.
Tra. Is this your speeding? nay, then, good (1) A degenerate cock. (2) By.
night our part!
Pet. Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her forl, Tra. That only came well m—Sir, list to me, mysell;
I am my father's heir, and only son:
Within rich Pisa walls, as any one
Old signior Gremio has in Padua; How much she loves me: 0, the kindest Kate !- Besides two thousand ducals by the year, She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure.She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath, What, have 1 pinch'd you, signior Grenuio? That in a twink she won me to her love.
Gré. Two thousand ducals by the year, of land! O, you are novices ! 'tis a world to see,
My land amounts not to so much in all: How lame, when men and women are alone, That she shall have; besides an argosy, A meacocki wretch can make the curstest shrew.- That now is lying in Marseilles' road: Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice, What, have I chok'd you with an argosy? To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day :
Tra. Gremio, 'tis' known, my father hath no less Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests; Than three great argosies; besides two galliasses, I will be sure, my Katharine shall be fine. And lwelve tight salles: these I will assure her, Bap. I know not what to say: but give me your And twice as much, whate'er thou offer’st next. hands;
Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more; God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match. And she can have no more than all I have ;
Gre. Tra. Amen, say we; we will be witnesses. If you like me, she shall have me and mine.
Pet. Father, and wise, and gentlemen, adieu ; Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the I will to Venice, Sunday comes apace:
world, We will have rings, and things, and fine array; By your firm promise; Gremio is out-vied. And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o'Sunday.. Bap. I musi confess, your offer is the best;
(Exeunt Petruchio and Katharine, severally. And, let your father make her the assurance, Gre. Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly ? She is your own; else, you must pardon me: Bap. Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's If you should die before hin, where's her dower? part,
Tra. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young. And venture madly on a desperate mart.
Gre. And may not young men die, as well as old ? Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay frelting by you : Bap. Well, gentlemen, 'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas. I am thus resolv'd:-On Sunday next you know,
Bap. The gain I seek is-quiet in the match. My daughter Katharine is to be married :
Gre. No doubt, but he hath got a quiet catch. Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter ;- Be bride to you, if you make this assurance; Now is the day we long have looked for; If not, to signior Gremio : I am your neighbour, and was suitor first. And so I take my leave, and thank you both. (Ex.
Tra. And I am one, that love Bianca more Gre. Adieu, good neighbour.-Now I fear thca Than words can witness,or your thoughts can guess.
not ; Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love so dear as I. Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool Tra. Grey-beard ! thy love doth freeze. To give thce all, and, in his waning age, Gre.
But thine doth fry. Set foot under thy table: Tut! a toy! Skipper, stand back: 'tis age that nourisheth. An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy. (Eril.
Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth. Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide! Bap. Content you, gentlemen ; I'll compound Yet I have faced it with a card of ien.' this strife:
'Tis in my head to do my master good :'Tis deeds, must win the prize; and he, of both, I see no reason, but suppos'd Lucentio That can assure my daughter greatest dower, Must get a father, callid-suppos'd V'incentio ; Shall have Bianca's love.
And that's a wonder: fathers, commonly, Say, signior Gremio, what can you assure her ? Do get their children; but, in this case of wooing, Gre. First, as you know, my house within the A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cunning. city,
SCENE 1.- A room in Baptista's house, Enter Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl,
Lucentio, Hortensio, and Bianca. Valance of Venice gold in needle-work,
Luc. Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, sir: Pewter and brass, and all things that belong Have you so soon forgot the entertainment To house, or housekeeping: then, at my farm, Her sister Katharine welcom'd you withal? I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail,
Hor. But, wrangling pedant, ihis is
The patroness of heavenly harmony:
Your lecture shall have leisure for as much. Il, whilst I live, she will be only mine.
Luc. Preposterous ass! that never read so far
To know the cause why music was ordain'd! (1) To vie and revic were terms at cards now superseded by the word brag.
(5) A large mo-chant-ship. (2) It is well worth seeing.
(6) A vessel ur burthen worked both with sails (3) A dastardly creature.
and oars. 14) Coverings for beds; now called counterpancs. (7) The highest card.
Was it not, to refresh the mind of man,
A re, to plead Hortensio's passion; After his studies, or his usual pain ?
B mi, Bianca, take him for thy lord, Then give me leave to read philosophy,
C faut, that loves with all affection ; And, while I pause, serve in your harmony. D sol re, one cliff, two notes have I; Hor. Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine. E la ini, show pity, or I die.
Bizn. Why, gen!lemen, you do me double wrong, Call you this-gamit? tut! I like it not: To strive for that which resteth in my choice :
Old fashions please me best ; I am not so nice, I am no breeching scholar' in the schools;
To change true rules for odd inventions.
Serv. Mistress, your father prays you leave your Take you your instrument, play you the whiles; His lecture will be done ere you have tun'd.
books, Hor. You'll leave his lecture when I am in tune ? And help to dress your sister's chamber up; [To Bianca.-Hortensio relires.
You know, to-morrow is the wedding-day.
Bian. Farewell, sweet masters, both; I must be L!uc. That will be never ;--tune your instrument.
(Exeunt Bianca and Servant. Bian. Where left we last ?
Luc. 'Faith, mistress, then I tave no cause to Luc. Here, madam :
(Exil. Hac ibat Siinois ; hic est Sigeia tellus ;
Hor. But I have cause to pry into this pedant; Hic sletera! Priami regia celsa senis.
Methinks he looks as though he were in love : Bian. Construe them.
Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so humble, Luc. llac ibat, as I told you before,- Simois, I am Lucentio,-hic est, son unto Vincentio of Pisa, Seize thee, that list: If once I find i hee ranging,
To cast thy wand'ring eyes on every stale, - Sigeia tellus, disguised thus to get your love ;
Hortensio 'will be quit with thee by changing. Hic steleral, and that Lucentio that comes a woo
(Exit. ing,–Priami, is my man Tranio,-regia, bearing my port, --celsa senis, that we might beguile the SCENE 11.-The same. Before Baptista's house. oid pantaloon. ?
Enter Baptista, Gremio, Tranio, Katharina, BiHor. Madam, my instrument's in tune.
anca, Lucentio, and allendants.
(Returning. Bim. Let's hear;
[Hortensio plays. Bap. Signior Licentio, [To Tranio.) this is the O fie! the treble jars.
'pointed day Luc. Spit in ihe hole, man, and tune again.
That Katharine and Petruchio should be married, Bizn. Now let me see if I can construe it: Hac And yet we hear not of our son-in-law : ibal Simois, I know you not ; hic est Sigeia tellus, What will be said ? what mockery will it be, I trust you not,-Hic steleral Priami, take heed be To want the bridegroom, when the priest attends hear us not;-regia, presume not; -celsa senis, To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage ? despair not.
What says Lucentio to this shame of ours? Hor. Madam, 'tis now in tune.
Kath. No shame but mine : I must, forsooth, bo Luc.
All but the base.
forcod Hor. The base is right ; 'tis the base knave that To give my hand, oppos'd against my heart, jars.
Unto a mad-brain'd rudesby, full of spleen How ficry and forward our pedant is!
Who woo'd in haste, and means to wed at leisure. Now, for my life, the knave doth court my love :
I told you, I, he was a frantic fool, Pedascule, I'll watch you better vet.
Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour : Bian. In time I may believe, yet I mistrust.
And, to be noted for a merry man, Luc. Mistrust it not ; for, sure, Æacides
He'il woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage, Was Ajas,-call'd so from his grandfather.
Make friends, invite, yes, and proclaim the banns ; Bian. I must believe my inaster ; else, I promise Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd.
Now must the world point at poor Katharine, you, I should be arguing still upon that doubt:
And say,-Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife, But let it rest.-Now, Licio, to you:
If il would please him come and narry her. Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray,
Tra. Patience, good Katharine, and Baptista That I have been thus pleasant with you both. Hor. You may go walk, [To Lucentio.] and Unon my life, Petruchio means but well, give me leave a while;
Whatever fortune stavs him from his word : My lessons make no music in three parts.
Though he be blunt, I know him passing wise ; Luc. Are you so formal, sir ? well, I must wait, Though he be merry, vet withal he's honest. And watch withal; for, but I be deceiv'd,
Kalh. Would Katharine had never seen him Our fine musician groweth amorous. (Aside.
though! Hor. Madam, before you touch the instruinent,
[Eril, weeping, followed by Bianca, and others. To learn the order of my fingering,
Bap. Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep; I must begin with rudiments of art;
For such an injury would ver a saint, To teach you gamut in a briefer sort,
Much more a shrow of thy impatient humour. More pleasant, pithy, and effectral,
Bion. Master, master! news, old news, and such Bian. Why, I am past my gamut long ago.
news as you never heard of! Hor. Yet read the gamut of Hortensio.
Bap. Is it new and old too? how mav that be? Bian. (Rends.] Gamut I am, the ground of all
Bion. Why, is it not news, to hear of Petruchio's accord,
Bap. Is he come? (1) No schoolboy, liable to be whipped. (3) Pedant.
(4) Fantastical. (2) The old cully in Italian farces.
(5) Bait, decor. (6) Caprice, inconstancy.