Tra. How now! what's the matter? Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your habit, but your words show you a madman: Why, sir, what concerns it you, if I wear pearl and gold? I thank my good father, I am able to maintain it. Vin. Thy father? O, villain! he is a sail-maker in Bergamo. Bap. You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir: Pray, what do you think is his name? Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name: I bave brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is Tranio. Ped. Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio, and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, signior Vincentio. Vin. Lucentio! O, he hath murdered his master! Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the duke's O, my son, my son! tell me, thou vil name: lain, where is my son Lucentio? Tra. Call forth an officer: [Enter one with an Officer.] carry this mad knave to the gaol: Father Baptista, I charge you see, that he be forthcoming. Vin. Carry me to the gaol! Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison. Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio; I say, he shall go to prison. Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you be coneycatched 2) in this business; I dare swear this is the right Vincentio. Ped. Swear, if thou darest. Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Lucentio. Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucentio. Bap. Away with the dotard; to the gaol with him. Vin. Thus strangers may be haled and abus'd: — O monstrous villain! Right son unto the right Vincentio : Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio, Unto the wished haven of my bliss: Vin. I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent me to the gaol. Bap. But do you hear, sir? [TO LUCENTIO.] Have you married my daughter without asking my goodwill? Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: But I will in, to be revenged for this villainy. [Exit. A Room in Lucentio's House. GREMIO, the Pedant, LUCENTIO, BIANCA, Petru- [They sit at table. Pet. Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat! Bap. Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio. Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind. Hor. For both our sakes, I would that word were true. Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow. 7) Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns Kath. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns round: Pet. Spoke like an officer: Ha' to thee, lad. [Drinks to HORTENSIO. Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks? Gre. Believe me, sir, they butt together well. Bian. Head, and butt? an hasty-witted body Would say, your head and butt were head and horn. Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you? Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll sleep again. Pet. Nay, that you shall not; since you have begun, Have at you for a bitter jest or two. Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to shift my bush, And then pursue me as you draw your bow: You are welcome all. [Exeunt BIANCA, KATHARINA, and Widow. Pet. She hath prevented me. Here, signior Tranio, This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not; Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd. Tra. O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his greyhound, Which runs himself, and catches for his master. Pet. A good swift simile, but something currish. Tra. 'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself; 'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. Bap. O ho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. Luc. I thank thee for that gird, 9) good Tranio. Hor. Confess, confess, hath he not hit you here? Pet. 'A has a little gall'd ine, I confess : And, as the jest did glance away from me, "Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright. Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all. Pet. Well, I say no; and therefore, for assurance, Let's each one send unto his wife; And he, whose wife is most obedient To come at first when he doth send for her, Shall win the wager which we will propose. Hor. Content: What is the wager? Luc. Pet. Twenty crowns! Twenty crowns. Bion. I go. [Exit. Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. How now! what news? Pet. Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go and entreat my wife Now, where's my wife? Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end. Enter KATHARINA. Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Katharina! Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send for me? Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife? Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour fire. Pet. Go, fetch them hither; if they deny to come, Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands: Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. [Exit KATHARINĂ, Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. Hor. And so it is; I wonder what it bodes. Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet life, An awful rule, and right supremacy; And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy. Bap. Now fair befal thee, good Petruchio! The wager thou hast won; and I will add Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns! Another dowry to another daughter, For she is chang'd, as she had never been. Pet. Nay, I win my wager better yet; And show more sign of her obedience, Her new-built virtue and obedience. Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA and Widow. See, where she comes: and brings your froward wives As prisoners to her womanly persuasion. Katharine, that cap of yours becomes you not; Off with that bauble, throw it underfoot. [KATHARINA pulls off her cap, and throws it down. Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass! Bian. Fye! what a foolish duty call you this? Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too: The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time. Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty. Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have no telling. Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her. Wid. She shall not. Pet. I say, she shall; and first begin with her. A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled, And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, To offer war, where they should kneel for peace; But that our soft conditions, 12) and our hearts, Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad: for thou shalt ha't. Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward. Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are froward. Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to-bed: We three are married, but you two are sped. 15) 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white; 16) [TO LUCENTIO. And, being a winner, God give you good night! [Exeunt PETRUChio and KatharINA. Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tam'd a curst shrew. Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be [Exeunt. tam'd so. ACT I. An old Shepherd, reputed Father of Perdita: Servant to the old Shepherd. Time, as Chorus. HERMIONE, Queen to Leontes. PERDITA, Daughter to Leontes and Hermione. PAULINA, Wife to Antigonus. EMILIA, a Lady attending the Queen. Two other Ladies, MOPSA, Shepherdesses. DORCAS, Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Satyrs for a dance; sometimes in Sicilia, sometimes in Bohemia. SCENE I. Sicilia. An Antechamber in Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS. Ir you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia, and your Sicilia. Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him. Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us, we will be justified in our loves; ) for indeed, Cam. 'Beseech you, 11 - in We will Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence so rare I know not what to say. give you sleepy drinks; that your senses, unintel and embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. 3) The heavens continue their loves! Arch. I think, there is not in the world either malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever came into my note. Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: It is a gallant child; one that, indeed, physics the subject, 4) makes old hearts fresh; they, that went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their life, to see him a man. Arch. Would they else be content to die? Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live. Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one. [Exeunt. SCENE II. The same. A Room of State in the Palace. ligent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, HERMIONE, Mamillius, praise us, as little accuse us. Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's given freely. Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utter ance. Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Bohemia. They were trained together in their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then such an affection, which cannot choose but branch now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal necessities, made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal, have been royally attornied, 2) with interchange of gifts, letters, loving embassies; that they have seemed to be together, though absent; shook hands, as over a vast; CAMILLO and Attendants. Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have been The shepherd's note, since we have left our throne Without a burden: time as long again Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks; And yet we should, for perpetuity, Go hence in debt: And therefore, like a cipher, Yet standing in rich place, I multiply, With one we-thank-you, many thousands more That go before it. Leon. Stay your thanks awhile; And pay them when you part. Pol. Sir, that's to-morrow. I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance, Or breed upon our absence: That may blow No sneaping winds 5) at home, to make us say, And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd This is put forth too truly!') Besides, I have stay'd|| With stronger blood, we should have answer'd heaven We are tougher, brother, Than you can put us to❜t. Pol. No longer stay. Leon. One seven-night longer. Very sooth, to-morrow. Press me not, 'beseech you, so; Do even drag me homeward; which to hinder, Leon. Her. By this we gather, You have tripp'd since. Her. He'll stay, my lord. Leon. Is he won yet? At my request, he would not. Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st To better purpose. Her. Leon. Never? Never, but once. Her. What? have I twice said well? when was't before? I pr'ythee, tell me: Cram us with praise, and make us As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying tongueless, Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages: You may ride us, Yet of your royal presence [to POLIXENES] I'll ad- With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere With spur we heat an acre. But to the gaol; Leon. It is Grace, indeed. Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose twice: oaths, Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily, You shall not go; a lady's verily is As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet? The one for ever earn'd a royal husband; The other, for some while a friend. [Giving her hand to POLIXENES. Leon. Too hot, too hot: [Aside. To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. I have tremor cordis on me: my heart dances; But not for joy, not joy. This entertainment May a free face put on; derive a liberty From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom, And well become the agent: it may, I grant: But to be paddling palins, and pinching fingers, As now they are; and making practis'd smiles, As in a looking-glass; and then to sigh, as 'twere The mort o'the deer; 15) O, that is entertainment My bosom likes not, nor my brows. Mamillius, Art thou my boy? |