For fhame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit, Why doft thou wrong her, that did ne'er wrong thee? When did fhe cross thee with a bitter word ? Cath. Her filence flouts me; and I'll be reveng'd. Cath. Will you not suffer me?, nay, now I fee, [Exit. Cath Bap. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd, as I? But who comes here? Enter Gremio, Lucentio in the habit of a mean man Petruchio with Hortenfio, like a musician; Tranio and Biondello bearing a lute and books. Gre. Good-morrow, neighbour Baptifa. Bap. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio: God fave you, gentlemen. Pet. And you, good Sir; pray have you not a daughter call'd Catharina, fair and virtuous? Bap. I have a daughter, Sir, call'd Catharina, Gre. You are too blunt; go to it orderly. Pet. You wrong me, Signior Gremio, give me leave. am a gentleman of Verona, Sir, That hearing of her beauty and her wit, Her affability, and bashful modefty, Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour, Within your houfe, to make mine eyes the witnefs [Prefenting Hor. I do prefent you with a man of mine, Accept Accept of him, or else you do me wrong, Bap. You're welcome, Sir, and he for your good fake. Bap. Miftake me not, I fpeak but what I find. Bap. I know him well: you are welcome for his fake. Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, let us, that are poor petitioners, fpeak too. Baccalare!-you are marvellous forward. (12) Pet. Oh, pardon me, Signior Gremio, I would fain be doing. (13) Gre. I doubt it not, Sir, but you will curfe your wooing. Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am fure of it. To exprefs the like kindness myself, that have been more kindly beholden to you than any, free leave (12) Baccare, you are marvellous forward.] But not fo forward, as our editors are indolent and acquiefcing. This is a ftupid corruption of the prefs, that none of them have div'd into. We must read, Baccalare, as Mr. Warburton acutely observ'd to me; by which the Italians mean, thou arrogant, presumptuous man! The word is nfed fcornfully, upon any one that would affume a port of grandeur and bigh repute: Per derifione d'buomo che ftia in riputatione, e che grandeggi; fays La Crufea. The French call such a character, un Bravache; and the Spaniards, el Fanfarron. (13) Ob, pardon me, Signor Gremio, I would fain be doing. Gre. I doubt it not, Sir, but you will curfer wooing neighbours. This is a gift;] It would be very unreasonable, after fuch a number of inftances, to fufpect the editors ever dwelt on the meaning of any paffage: But why should Petruchio curfe his wooing Neighbours? They were none of them his rivals: Nor, though he fhould curfe his own match afterwards, did he commence his courtship on their accounts. In short, Gremio is defign'd to answer to Petruchio in doggrel rhyme, to this purpose, "Yes; I know, you would fain be doing; but you'll coap with fuch a devil, that you'll have reason to curse your "wocing."—and then immediately turns his difcourfe to Baptifta, whom he calls Neighbour, (as he had done before at the beginning of this fcene,) and makes his present to him. give to this young scholar, that hath been long ftudying at Reims, [Prefenting Luc.] as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in mufick and mathematicks; his name is Cambio; pray accept his fervice. Bap. A thoufand thanks, Signior Gremio: welcome good Cambio. But, gentle Sir, methinks, you walk like a ftranger; [To Tranio.] may I be fo bold to know the cause of your coming? Tra. Pardon me, Sir, the boldness is mine own, That, being a stranger in this city here, Do make myself a fuitor to your daughter, Unto Bianca, fair and virtuous; Nor is your firm refolve unknown to me, That, upon knowledge of my parentage, And toward the education of your daughters, And this fmall packet of Greek and Latin books. [They greet privately, Bap. A mighty man of Pifa; by report I know him well; you are very welcome, Sir. Take you the lute, and you the fet of books, [To Hortenfio and Lucentio. You fhall go fee your pupils prefently. Holla, within! Enter a Servant. Sirrah, lead these gentlemen To my two daughters; and then tell them both, [Exit Servant with Hortenfio and Lucentio. We will go walk a little in the orchard, Pet. Pet. Signior Baptifta, my bufinefs afketh hafte, Bap. Ay, when the fpecial thing is well obtain'd, Pet. Why, that is nothing: For I tell you, father, I am as peremptory as the proud-minded. And where two raging fires meet together; They do confume the thing that feeds their fury: Tho' little fire grows great with little wind, Yet extreme gufts will blow out fire and all : So I to her, and fo fhe yields to me, For I am rough, and woo not like a babe. Bap. Well may'ft thou woo, and happy be thy fpeed! But be thou arm'd for fome unhappy words. Pet. Ay, to the proof, as mountains are for winds: That shake not, tho' they blow perpetually. Enter Hortenfio with his head broke. Bap. How now, my friend; why doft thou look fo palet Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. Bap. Why, then thou canst not break her to the lute? I did but tell her, she mistook her frets, Frets Frets call you them? quoth the: I'll fume with them: As on a pillory, looking through the lute: And twangling Jack, with twenty fuch yile terms, Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lufty wench; Bap. Well, go with me, and be not fo discomfited, [Exit Bap. with Grem. Horten. and Tranio. And woo her with some spirit when she comes. Say, that she rail; why then I'll tell her plain, She fings as fweetly as a nightingale : Say, that the frowns; I'll fay, fhe looks as clear As morning rofes newly wafh'd with dew; Say, fhe be mute, and will not speak a word Then I'll commend her volubility; And fay, the uttereth piercing eloquence: If fhe do bid me pack, I'll give her thanks, As though the bid me stay by her a week; If the deny to wed, I'll crave the day ; When I shall ask the banes, and when be married?` Good-morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear. They call me Catherine, that do talk of me. [ing. Pet. You lye, in faith, for you are call'd plain Kate; And bonny Kate, and fometimes Kate the curst: But Kate, the prettiest Kate in christendom, Kate of Kate-ball, my fuper-dainty Kate, (For |