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They call me-Katharine, that do talk of me.
And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst;
Kath. Mov'd! in good time: let him that mov'd you hither,
Bemove you hence: I knew you at the first,
Why, what's a moveable?
Pet. Kath. A joint-stool. Pet. Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me. Kath. Asses are made to bear, and so are you. Pet. Women are made to bear, and so are you. Kath. No such jade, sir, as you, if me you mean. Pet. Alas, good Kate! I will not burden thee: For, knowing thee to be but young and light,— Kath. Too light for such a swain as you to catch; And yet as heavy as my weight should be. Pet. Should be? should buz. Kath.
Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. Pet. O, slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee?
Kath. Ay, for a turtle; as he takes a buzzard. Pet. Come, come, you wasp; i'faith, you are too
Kath. If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
In his tail.
Kath. In his tongue.
Whose tongue? Kath. Yours, if you talk of tails; and so farewell.
Pet. What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman. Kath.
That I'll try. [Striking him. Pet. I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again. Kath. So may you lose your arms: If you strike me, you are no gentleman; And if no gentleman, why, then no arms. Pet. A herald, Kate? O, put me in thy books. Kath. What is your crest? a coxcomb? Pel. A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen. Kath. No cock of mine, you crow too like a
Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look
Kath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab.
Kath. There is, there is.
Kath. Yet you are wither'd.. Pet.
'Tis with cares.
(1) A degenerate cock.
1 care not.
Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth, you 'scape
Kath. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go.
Pet. No, not a whit; I find you passing gentle. 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and sullen, And now I find report a very liar;
For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing cour teous;
But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers:
Kath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command, Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove, As Kate this chamber with her princely gait? O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate;" And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportful! Kath. Where did you study all this goodly speech?
Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit. Kath. A witty mother! witless else her son. Pet. Am I not wise?
Yes; keep you warm.
Thus in plain terms:-Your father hath consented
Re-enter Baptista, Gremio, and Tranio.
How but well, sir? how but well?
Kath. Call you me daughter? now I promise you, You have show'd a tender fatherly regard, To wish me wed to one half lunatic; A mad-cap ruffian, and a swearing Jack, That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.
Pet. Father, 'tis thus,-yourself and all the world,
For she's not froward, but modest as the dove;
That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.
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?
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 Katharine, 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 this strife:
'Tis deeds, must win the prize; and he, of both, That can assure my daughter greatest dower, Shall have Bianca's love.
Say, signior Gremio, what can you assure her? Gre. First, as you know, my house within the city,
Is richly furnish'd with plate and gold;
Tra. That only came well in- -Sir, list to me,
Old signior Gremio has in Padua ;
Gre. Two thousand ducats by the year, of land!
Tra. Gremio, 'tis known, my father hath no less Than three great argosies; besides two galliasses," And twelve tight allies: these I will assure her, And twice as much, whate'er thou offer'st next.
Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more; And she can have no more than all I have ;If you like me, she shall have me and mine. Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the world,
By your firm promise; Gremio is out-vied.
Bap. I must confess, your offer is the best; And, let your father make her the assurance, She is your own; else, you must pardon me: If you should die before him, where's her dower? Tra. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young. Gre. And may not young men die, as well as old? Bap. Well, gentlemen,
I am thus resolv'd:-On Sunday next you know,
And so I take my leave, and thank you both. [Ex.
SCENE I-A room in Baptista's house. Enter Lucentio, Hortensio, and Bianca.
Luc. Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, sir: Have you so soon forgot the entertainment Her sister Katharine welcom'd you withal?
Hor. But, wrangling pedant, this is The patroness of heavenly harmony: Then give me leave to have prerogative; And when in music we have spent an hour, Your lecture shall have leisure for as much.
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.
(2) It is well worth seeing. (3) A dastardly creature.
(4) Coverings for beds; now called counterpanes. (7) The highest card.
(5) A large merchant-ship.
(6) A vessel ut burthen worked both with sails and oars.
Was it not, to refresh the mind of man,
[Returning. [Hortensio plays.
Luc. Here, madam :--
Hac ibat Sinois; hic est Sigeia tellus ;
Luc. Hac ibat, as I told you before,-Simois,
Hor. Madam, my instrument's in tune.
Hor. Madam, 'tis now in tune.
A re, to plead Hortensio's passion;
C faut, that loves with all affection;
Call you this-gamut? tut! I like it not:
Serv. Mistress, your father prays you leave your
And help to dress your sister's chamber up;
Hor. But I have cause to pry into this pedant;
Bim. Let's hear;
O fie! the treble jars.
Luc. Spit in the hole, man, and tune again.
What will be said? what mockery will it be,
Kath. No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be forc'd
How ficry and forward our pedant is!
Now, for my life, the knave doth court my love:
Bian. In time I may believe, yet I mistrust.
Bap. Signior Lucentio, [To Tranio.] this is the
'pointed day That Katharine and Petruchio should be married,
All but the base.
Hor. The base is right; 'tis the base knave that To give my hand, oppos'd against my heart,
He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage,
I should be arguing still upon that doubt:
non my life, Petruchio means but well,
(1) No schoolboy, liable to be whipped. (2) The old cully in Italian farces.
Hor. Madam, before you touch the instrument,
Bian. Why, I am past my gamut long ago.
Whatever fortune stavs him from his word:
[Exit, weeping, followed by Bianca, and others.
Bion. Master, master! news, old news, and such news as you never heard of!
Bap. Is it new and old too? how may that be? Bion. Why, is it not news, to hear of Petruchio's coming?
Bap. Is he come?
(5) Bait, decoy.
(6) Caprice, inconstaney.
Bion. Why, no, sir.
Bap. Who comes with him?
Bion. O, sir, his lackey, for all the world caparisoned like the horse; with a linen stock on one lez, and a kersey boo'-hose on the other, gartered with a red and blue list: an old hat, and The humour of forty fancies pricked in't for a feather: a monster, a very monster in apparel; and not like a Christian footboy, or a gentleman's lackey. Tra. 'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this fashion;
Tra. And tell us, what occasion of import
Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear:
Tra. But, say, what:-To thine old news. Bion. Why, Petruchio is coming, in a new hat and an old jerkin; a pair of old breeches, thrice turned; a pair of boots that have been candle-cases, one buckled, another laced; an old rusty sword As you shall well be satisfied withal. ta'en out of the town armoury, with a broken hilt, But, where is Kate? I stay too long from her; and chapeless; with two broken points: His horse The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church. hipped with an old mothy saddle, the stirrups of no Tra. See not your bride in these unreverent kindred: besides, possessed with the glanders, and robes; like to mose in the chine; troubled with the lampass, infected with the fashions,' full of wind-galls, sped with spavins, raied with the yellows, past cure of the fives, stark spoil'd with the staggers, begnawn with the bots; swayed in the back, and shouldershotten; ne'er-legged before, and with a half- To me she's married, not unto my clothes: checked bit, and a head-stall of sheep's leather: Could I repair what she will wear in me, which, being restrained to keep him from stum-As I can change these poor accoutrements, bling, hath been often burst, and now repaired with "Twere well for Kate, and better for myself. knots: one girt six times pieced, and a woman's But what a fool am I, to chat with you, crupper of velure,' which hath two letters for her When I should bid good-morrow to my bride, name, fairly set down in studs, and here and there And seal the title with a lovely kiss? pieced with packthread.
Go to my chamber, put on clothes of mine.
[Exeunt Petruchio, Grumio, and Biondello.
Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this.
Now sadder, that you come so unprovided.
Tra. But, sir, to her love concerneth us to add
am to get a man,-whate'er he be,
Bion. Why, sir, he comes not.
Bap. Didst thou not say, he comes?
Bion. Who? that Petruchio came?
Bap. Why, that's all one.
Bion. Nay, by Saint Jamy, I hold you a penny, A horse and a man is more than one, and yet not many.
Bap. You are welcome, sir.
Yet oftentimes he goes but mean apparell'd.
Bup. I am glad he is come, nowsoe'er he And make assurance, here in Padua,
Of greater sums than I have promised.
Luc. Were it not that my fellow schoolmaster
Bap. Av, that Petruchio came.
Bion. No, sir; I say, his horse comes with him "Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage; on his back. Which once perform'd, let all the world say-no, I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world.
And yet I come not well.
Bap. And yet you halt not.
Enter Petruchio and Grumio.
Pet. Come, where be these gallants? who is at All for my master's sake, Lucentio.
Not so well apparell'd
As I wish you were.
Pet. Were it better I should rush in thus.
And wherefore gaze this goodly company;
Bap. Why, sir, you know, this is your wedding-
(2) Vives; a distemper in horses, little differing from the strangles.
It skills not much: we'll fit him to our turn,-
Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into,
Signior Gremio! came you from the church?
Gre. A bridegroom, say you? 'tis a groom, in-
A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find.
(3) Velvet. (4) Stocking.
That all amaz'd, the priest let fall the book:
Tra. What said the wench, when he arose again? Gre. Trembled and shook; for why, he stamp'd, and swore,
As if the vicar meant to cozen him.
He calls for wine :-A health, quoth he; as if
But that his beard grew thin and hungerly,
Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains:
I know, you think to dine with me to-day,
Bap. Is't possible, you will away to-night?
Tra. Let us entreat you stay till after dinner.
Let me entreat you.
Pel. It cannot be.
Let me entreat you.
Pet. I am content.
Are you content to stay?
Kath. Nay, then,
Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;
Kath. I will be angry; What hast thou to do ?— Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure.
Gre. Ay, marry, sir: now it begins to work. Kath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner :I see a woman may be made a fool,
(1) It was the custom for the company present to drink wine immediately after the marriage
If she had not a spirit to resist. Pet. They shall go forward, Kate, at thy command:
Obey the bride, you that attend on her:
I'll buckler thee against a million.
[Exeunt Petruchio, Katharine, and Grumio. Bap. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones. Gre. Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing.
Tra. Of all mad matches, never was the like! Luc. Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister? Bian. That, being mad herself, she's madly mated.
Gru. Fie, fie, on all tired jades! on all mad masters! and all foul ways! Was ever man 90 beaten? was ever man so rayed?" was ever man so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and they are coming after to warm them. Now, were not I a little pot, and soon hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me:-But I, with blowing the fire, shall warm myself; for, considering the weather, a taller man than I will take cold.-Holla, hoa! Curtis!