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As for my patron, stand you so assur'd,
Hor. Grumio, mum!-[Coming forward.]—God save you, signior Gremio!
Gre. And you are well met, signior Hortensio. Trow you, whither I am going?-To Baptista Minola.
I promis'd to inquire carefully
About a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca:
On this young man; for learning, and behaviour,
Hor. 'Tis well: and I have met a gentleman
Gre. Belov'd of me, and that my deeds shall prove.
Hor. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our love. Listen to me, and if you speak me fair, I'll tell you news indifferent good for either. Here is a gentleman, whom by chance I met, Upon agreement from us to his liking, Will undertake to woo curst Katharine; Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. Gre. So said, so done, is well.Hortensio, have you told him all her faults? Pet. I know, she is an irksome, brawling scold: If that be all, masters, I hear no harm.
Gre. No, say'st me so, friend? What countryman? Pet. Born in Verona, old Antonio's son: My father dead, my fortune lives for me; And I do hope good days, and long, to see.
Gre. O! sir, such a life, with such a wife, were strange;
But if you have a stomach, to't o' God's name :
But will you woo this wild cat?
Will I live?
Gru. Will he woo her? ay, or I'll hang her. Pet. Why came I hither, but to that intent? Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears? Have I not in my time heard lions roar? Have I not heard the sea, puff'd up with winds, Rage like an angry boar, chafed with sweat? Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies? Have I not in a pitched battle heard Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang? And do you tell me of a woman's tongue, That gives not half so great a blow to the ear, As will a chestnut in a farmer's fire? Tush! tush! fear boys with bugs. Gru.
For he fears none.
Gre. Hortensio, hark. This gentleman is happily arriv'd, My mind presumes, for his own good, and yours. Hor. I promis'd we would be contributors, And bear his charge of wooing, whatsoe'er.
Gre. And so we will, provided that he win her. Gru. I would, I were as sure of a good dinner. Enter TRANIO, bravely apparelled; and BIONDELLO. Tra. Gentlemen, God save you! If I may be bold,
Luc. Well begun, Tranio.
Hor. Sir, a word ere you go.
Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea, or no? Tra. An if I be, sir, is it any offence?
Gre. No; if without more words you will get you hence.
Tra. Why, sir, I pray, are not the streets as free For me, as for you?
That she's the choice love of signior Gremio.
To whom my father is not all unknown,
Gre. What! this gentleman will out-talk us all. Luc. Sir, give him head: I know, he'll prove a jade.
Pet. Hortensio, to what end are all these words? Hor. Sir, let me be so bold as ask you, Did you yet ever see Baptista's daughter?
Tra. No, sir; but hear I do, that he hath two, The one as famous for a scolding tongue, As is the other for beauteous modesty.
Pet. Sir, sir, the first's for me; let her go by. Gre. Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules, And let it be more than Alcides' twelve.
Pet. Sir, understand you this of me; insooth,
Tra. If it be so, sir, that you are the man
Hor. Sir, you say well, and well you do conceive:
Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack: in sign whereof, Please ye we may contrive this afternoon, And quaff carouses to our mistress' health; And do as adversaries do in law, Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
Gru. Bion. O, excellent motion! Fellows, let's begone.
Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it so.Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto. [Exeunt.
To make a bondmaid, and a slave of me.
Kath. Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell
Kath. Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hortensio ? Bian. If you affect him, sister, here I swear, I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him. Kath. O! then, belike, you fancy riches more : You will have Gremio to keep you fair.
Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so? Nay then, you jest; and now I well perceive, You have but jested with me all this while. I pr'ythee, sister Kate, untie my hands. Kath. If that be jest, then all the rest was so. [Strikes her.
Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this insolence?
Bianca, stand aside :-poor girl! she weeps.-
Kath. What! will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see,
She is your treasure, she must have a husband;
Talk not to me: I will go sit and weep,
[Exit KATHARINA. Bap. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I? But who comes here?
Enter GREMIO, with LUCENTIO in a mean habit; PETRUCHIO, with HORTENSIO as a Musician; and TRANIO, with BIONDELLO bearing a lute and books.
Gre. Good-morrow, neighbour Baptista.
save you, gentlemen!
Pet. And you, good sir. Pray, have you not a daughter,
Call'd Katharina, fair, and virtuous ?
Bap. I have a daughter, sir, call'd Katharina.
Pet. You wrong me, signior Gremio: give me leave.
I am a gentleman of Verona, sir,
That, hearing of her beauty, and her wit,
Her affability, and bashful modesty,
Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour,
Am bold to show myself a forward guest
Within your house, to make mine eye the witness
But for my daughter Katharine, this I know,
Pet. I see, you do not mean to part with her, Or else you like not of my company.
Bap. Mistake me not; I speak but as I find. Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name?
Pet. Petruchio is my name, Antonio's son; A man well known throughout all Italy.
Bap. I know him well; you are welcome for his
Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too. Backare you are marvellous forward.
Pet. O! pardon me, signior Gremio; I would fain be doing.
Gre. I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your
Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of it. To express the like kindness myself, that have been more kindly beholding to you than any, I freely give unto you this young scholar, [Presenting LUCENTIO.] that hath been long studying at Rheims; as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in music and mathematics. His name is Cambio: pray accept his service.
Bap. A thousand thanks, signior Gremio: welcome, good Cambio.-But, gentle sir, [ To TRANIO.] methinks, you walk like a stranger: may I be so bold to know the cause of your coming?
Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own,
Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me,
I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo
I know him well. You are very welcome, sir.Take you [To HOR.] the lute, and you [To Luc.] the set of books;
You shall go see your pupils presently.
Enter a Servant.
Sirrah, lead these gentlemen
To my daughters; and tell them both,
These are their tutors: bid them use them well.
[Exit Servant, with HORTENSIO, LUCENTIO,
We will go walk a little in the orchard,
Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste,
Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands, And in possession, twenty thousand crowns.
Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of
Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd, That is, her love; for that is all in all.
Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father, I am as peremptory as she proud-minded;
And where two raging fires meet together,
For I am rough, and woo not like a babe.
Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be thy speed!
But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words. Pet. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds,
That shake not, though they blow perpetually
Re-enter HORTENSIO, with his head broken. Bap. How now, my friend! why dost thou look so pale?
Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. Bap. What, will my daughter prove a good mu sician?
Hor. I think, she'll sooner prove a soldier: Iron may hold with her, but never lutes.
Bap. Why, then thou canst not break her to the lute?
Hor. Why no, for she hath broke the lute to me.
I did but tell her she mistook her frets,
And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering, When, with a most impatient, devilish spirit, "Frets, call you these?" quoth she: "I'll fume
And with that word she struck me on the head,
Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench!
Bap. Well, go with me, and be not so discomfited:
Proceed in practice with my younger daughter;
And say, she uttereth piercing eloquence:
Kate of Kate-Hall, my super-dainty Kate,
Kath. Mov'd! in good time: let him that mov'd you hither,
Remove you hence. I knew you at the first,
Pet. Women are made to bear, and so are you.
Kath. Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard. Pet. Come, come, you wasp; i'faith, you are too angry.
Kath. If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time She hung about my neck, and kiss on kiss
Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance,
Why does the world report that Kate doth limp?
Pet. Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharine, in thy bed.
And therefore, setting all this chat aside,
Re-enter BAPTista, Gremio, and TRANIO. Bap. Now, signior Petruchio. how speed you with my daughter?
Pet. How but well, sir? how but well? It were impossible I should speed amiss.
Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine! in your dumps?
Kath. Call you me daughter? now, I promise you,
A mad-cap ruffian, and a swearing Jack,
For she's not froward, but modest as the dove;
And to conclude,- -we have 'greed so well together,
Kath. I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first. Gre. Hark, Petruchio: she says, she'll see thee hang'd first.
Tra. Is this your speeding? nay then, good night our part.
Pet. Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for myself:
If she and I be pleas'd, what's that to you?
How much she loves me. O, the kindest Kate!
She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath,
God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match.
Gre. Tra. Amen, say we : we will be witnesses. Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu. I will to Venice; Sunday comes apace. We will have rings, and things, and fine array; And, kiss me Kate, we will be married o' Sunday. [Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA, severally. Gre. Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly? Bap. Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part,
And venture madly on a desperate mart.
Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you: "Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas.
Bap. The gain I seek is-quiet in the match. Gre. No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch.— But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter. Now is the day we long have looked for:
I am your neighbour, and was suitor first.
Tra. And I am one, that love Bianca more Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess. Gre. Youngling, thou canst not love so dear as I. Tra. Grey-beard, thy love doth freeze. Gre. But thine doth fry. Skipper, stand back: 'tis age, that nourisheth. Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth. Bap. Content you, gentlemen; I'll compound
'Tis deeds, must win the prize; and he, of both, That can assure my daughter greatest dower, Shall have my Bianca's love.
Say, signior Gremio, what can you assure her?
Is richly furnished with plate and gold :
Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl,
If whilst I live she will be only mine.
Tra. That "only" came well in.-Sir, list to me :
I am my father's heir, and only son:
If I may have your daughter to my wife,
Of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure.—
Gre. Two thousand ducats by the year of land!