Bion. I cannot tell; except they are busied This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded. wither'd; about a counterfeit assurance: Take you assur-And not a maiden as thou say'st he is. ance of her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum: to the church; take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient honest witnesses: [to say, If this be not that you look for, I have no more But, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. [Going. Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, That have been so bedazzled with the sun, That every thing I look on seemeth green: Now I perceive, thou art a reverend father; Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking. Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and, withal, make known Which way thou travellest: if along with us, Vin. Fair sir,--and you, my merry mistress,—— That with your strange encounter much amaz'd [Pisa; me; Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello? Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an afternooon as she went to the garden for parsley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir; and so adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against you come with your ap- My name is call'd Vincentio; my dwellingpendix. [Exit. And bound I am to Padua; there to visit Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented: A son of mine, which long I have not seen. She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I Pet. What is his name? doubt? Vin. Lucentio, gentle sir. Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son. And now by law, as well as reverend age, I may entitle thee-my loving father; The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman, Thy son by this hath married: Wonder not, Nor be not griev'd; she is of good esteem, Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth; Beside, so qualified as may beseem The spouse of any noble gentleman. Let me embrace with old Vincentio: And wander we to see thy honest son, Who will of thy arrival be full joyous. Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her; SCENE V. A publick road. Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and HORTENSIO. Pet. Come on, o' God's name; once more toward our father's. moon! Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the cross'd! Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go. And be it moon, or sun, or what you please: Pet. I say, it is the moon. I know, it is the moon. Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won. should run, And not unluckily against the bias.-- Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure? Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is. Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in Have to my widow; and if she be forward, Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward. [Ecit. Art Fifth. SCENE I. Padua. Before LUCENTIO's House. Luc. I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need thee at home, therefore leave us. Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o'your back; and then come back to my master as Good-morrow, gentle mistress: Where away?-soon as I can. [Exeunt Luc. BIAN. and BION. Enter VINCENTIO, in a travelling dress. [To VINCENTIO. Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while. Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, VINCENTIO, and Attendants. Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house, Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art! not mad: I think, I shall command your welcome here, Gre. They're busy within, you were best knock louder. Enter PEDANT above at a window. Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would beat down the gate? Vin. Is Signior Lucentio within, sir? [withal. Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal? Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself; he shall need none, so long as I live. Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was beloved in Padua.-Do you hear, sir?-to leave frivolous circumstances,-I pray you, tell Signior Lucentio, that his father is come from Pisa, and is here at the door to speak with him. Ped. Thou liest; his father is come from Pisa, and here looking out at the window. Vin. Art thou his father? [believe her. Ped. Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may Pet. Why, how now, gentleman! [To VINCEN.] why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name. Ped. Lay hands on the villain; I believe 'a means to cozen somebody in this city under my countenance. Re-enter BIONDELLO. duke's name:-0, my son, my son!-tell me, thou villain, 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 Vin. Carry me to the gaol! [forthcoming. 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 coney-catched in this business; I dare swear, this is the right Vincentio. [Lucentio. Ped. Swear, if thou darest. Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Gre. Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio. Bap. Away with the dotard; to the gaol with him. [abused: Vin. Thus strangers may be haled and O monstrous villain! Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO, and BIANCA. Bion. O, we are spoiled, and-Yonder he is; deny him, forswear him, or else we are all un Luc. Pardon, sweet father. Bion. I have seen them in the church toge-done. ther: God send 'em good shipping!-But who is here? mine old master, Vincentio? now we are undone, and brought to nothing. Vin. Come hither, crack-hemp. [Seeing BIONDello. Bion. I hope I may choose, sir. Vin. Come hither, you rogue: What, have you forgot me? Bion. Forgot you? no, sir: I could not forget you, for I never saw you before in all my life. Vin. What, you notorions villain, didst thou never see thy master's father, Vincentio ? Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir; see where he looks out of the window. Vin. Is't so, indeed? [Beats BIONDELLO. Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me. [Exit. Ped. Help, son! help, Signior Baptista! [Exit, from the window. Pet. 'Prythee, Kate, let's stand aside, and see the end of this controversy. [They retire. Re-enter Pedant below; BAPTISTA, TRANIO, and Servants. Tra. Sir, what are you that offer to beat my servant? ! Vin. What am I, sir? nay, what are you, sir? -O immortal gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! a velvet hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat!-O, I am undone! I am undone while I play the good husband at home, my son and my servant spend all at the university. Tra. How now, what's the matter? Bap. What, is the man lunatick? 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 sailmaker 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 have 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 [Kneeling. Lives my sweetest son? [BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and Pedant run out. Bian. Pardon, dear father. [Kneeling. Bap. How hast thou offended? Where is Lucentio ? Luc. Here's Lucentio, Right son unto the right Vincentio; [mine, That have by marriage made thy daughter While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne. Gre. Here's packing, with a witness, to de ceive us all! Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio, Made me exchange my state with Tranio, 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 good-will? Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: But I will in, to be revenged for this villany. [Exit. Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. [Exit. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown. [Exeunt LUC. and BIAN. Gre. My cake is dough: But I'll in among the rest: Out of hope of all,-but my share of the feast. [Exit. PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA advance Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado. Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now, pray thee, love, stay. Pet. Is not this well?-Come, my sweet Kate; This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not; Better once than never, for never too late. Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd. Tra. O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his greyhound, SCENE II. [Exeunt. A Room in Lucentio's House. A Banquet set out. Luc. At last, though long, our jarring notes And time it is, when raging war is done, thine: Brother Petruchio,-sister Katharina, And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow,— Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind. Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his [round. [tale. Hor. My widow says, thus she conceives her Pet. Very well mended: Kiss him for that, good widow. [round: Kath. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe: Right, I mean you. Gre. Believe me, sir, they butt together well. Bian. Head, and butt? a hasty witted body Would say, your head and butt were head and horn. [you? Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll sleep again. Pet. Nay, that you shall not: since you have Have at you for a bitter jest or two. [begun, 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, Which runs himself, and catches for his master. Pet. A good swift simile, but something currish. [self; Tra. "Tis well, sir, that you hunted for your"Tis thought, your deer does hold you out a bay. Bap. O ho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. Luc. I thank thee for that gird, good Tranio. Hor. Confess, confess, hath he not hit you here? Pet. 'A has a little gall'd me, I confess; | Pet. Twenty crowns! A match; 'tis done. [Exit. Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. How now! what news? Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my [hand; Now where's my wife? Pet. Enter KATHARINA. Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Ka- Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour fire. Swinge me them soundly forth unto their hus Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. An awful rule, and right supremacy; [happy. As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.- [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, [time. Hast cost me a hundred crowns since supperBian. 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. Kath. Fye, fye! unknit that threatning unkind brow; And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, [buds; Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, That seeming to be most, which we least are. And, being a winner, God give you good night! [Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATH. Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tam'd a curst shrew. Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tam'd so. [Exeunt. An Attendant on the young Prince Mamillius. Officers of a Court of Judicature. POLIXENES, King of Bohemia. ARCHIDAMUS, a Bohemian Lord. Gaoler. 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. EMILIA, a Lady attending the Queen. MOPSA, DORCAS, Shepherdesses. Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Satyrs for a SCENE-sometimes in Sicilia, sometimes in Bohemia. Art First. SCENE I. Sicilia. An Antichamber in Leontes' Palace. Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS. Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Pohemia, 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, Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence -in so rare-I know not what to say-We will give you sleepy drinks: that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse us. dam. 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 utterance. shook hands, as over a vast; and embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. 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, 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. Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, CAMILLO, and Attendants. Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have been The shepherd's note, since we have left our Without a burden: time as long again [throne 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. 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 Sir, that's to-morrow. their society, their encounters, though not per- I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance, sonal, have been royally attornied, with inter-Or breed upon our absence: That may blow change of gifts, letters, loving embassies; that No sneaping winds at home, to make us say, they have seemed to be together, though absent; This is put forth too truly! Besides, I have stay'd |