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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,
We shall be joyful of thy company.

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;
It shall go hard if Cambio go without her. [Exit.

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
[now.
Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moonlight
Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright.
Kath. I know,it is the sun that shines so bright.
Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's my-
It shall be moon, or star, or what I list, [self,
Or ere I journey to your father's house:-
Go on, and fetch our horses back again.
Evermore cross'd, and cross'd; nothing but

cross'd!

Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go.
Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come
so far,

And be it moon, or sun, or what you please:
And if you please to call it a rush candle,
Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.

Pet. I say, it is the moon.
Kath.

I know, it is the moon.
Pet. Nay, then you lie; it is the blessed sun.
Kath. Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed
But sun it is not, when you say it is not; [sun:
And the moon changes, even as your mind.
What will have it nam'd, even that it is;
you
And so it shall be so, for Katharine.

Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won.
Pet. Well, forward, forward: thus the bowl

should run,

And not unluckily against the bias.--
But soft; what company is coming here?

Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure?
Like pleasant travellers to break a jest
Upon the company you overtake?

Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is.
Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof;
For our first merriment hath made thee jealous.
[Exeunt PET. KATH. and VIN.

Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in
heart.

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.
Enter on one side BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO, and
BIANCA; GREMIO walking on the other side.
Bion. Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest
is ready.

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,
Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?
Such war of white and red within her cheeks!
What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty,
As those two eyes become that heavenly face? My father's bears more toward the market-place;
Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee:-Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir.
Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake.
Vin. You shall not choose but drink before
Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a
you go;
woman of him.
[and sweet,
Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh,
Whither away: or where is thy abode?
Happy the parents of so fair a child;
Happier the man, whom favourable stars
Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow!

Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art! not mad:

I think, I shall command your welcome here,
And, by all likelihood. some cheer is toward.
[Knocks.

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.
Vin.

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,
That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so?
Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?
Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio.
Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's
love

Made me exchange my state with Tranio,
While he did bear my countenance in the town;
And happily I have arrived at last
Unto the wished haven of my bliss:-
What Tranio did, myself enforc'd him to;
Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake.

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. What, in the midst of the street?
Pet. What, art thou ashamed of me? [kiss.
Kath. No, sir; God forbid:-but ashamed to
Pet. Why, then let's home again :-Come, sir-
rah, let's away.

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.
Enter BAPTISTO, Vincentio, GREMIO, the Pedant,
LUCENTIO, BIANCA, PETRUCHIO, Katharina,
HORTENSIO, and Widow. TRANIO, BIONDELLO,
GRUMIO, and others attending.

Luc. At last, though long, our jarring notes
agree;

And time it is, when raging war is done,
To smile at 'scapes and perils overblown.-
My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome,
While I with selfsame kindness welcome

thine:

Brother Petruchio,-sister Katharina,

And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow,—
Feast with the best, and welcome to my house:
My banquet is to close our stomachs up,
After our great good cheer: 'Pray you, sit down;
For now we sit to chat, as well as eat.
[They sit at table.
Pet. Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat!
Bap. Padua affords this kindness, son Petru-
chio.

Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind.
Hor. For both our sakes, I would that word
were true.
[widow.

Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his
Wid. Then never trust me if I be afeard.
Pet. You are sensible, and yet you miss my
I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you. [sense;
Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns
Fet. Roundly replied.
Kath.

[round.
Mistress, how mean you that?
Wid. Thus I conceive by him.
Pet. Conceives by me!-How likes Hortensio
that?

[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
I pray you, tell me what you meant by that.
Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a
shrew,

Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe:
And now you know my meaning.
Kath. A very mean meaning.
Wid.

Right, I mean you.
Kath. And I am mean indeed, respecting you.
Pet. To her, Kate!
Hor. To her, widow!
[down.
Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her
Hor. That's my office.
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? 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;
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 as-
Let's each one send unto his wife; [surance;
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.
Twenty crowns.

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Pet. Twenty crowns!
I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound,
But twenty times so much upon my wife.

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A match; 'tis done.
That will I. Go,
Biondello, bid your mistress come to me.
Bion. I go.

[Exit.

Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes.
Luc. I'll have no halves; I'll bear it all myself.
Re-enter BIONDELLO.

How now! what news?
Bion.
Sir, my mistress sends you word
That she is busy, and she cannot come.
Pet. How! she is busy, and she cannot come!
Is that an answer?
Gre.
Ay, and a kind one too:
Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse.
Pet. I hope, better.
[wife

Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my
To come to me forthwith. [Exit BIONDELLO.
Pet.
O, ho! entreat her!
Nay, then she must needs come.
Hor.
I am afraid, sir,
Do what you can, yours will not be entreated.
Re-enter BIONDELLO.

[hand;

Now where's my wife?
Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in
She will not come; she bids you come to her.
Pet. Worse and worse; she will not come!
Intolerable, not to be endur'd!
[O vile,
Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress;
Say, I command her come to me. [Exit GRUMIO.
Hor. I know her answer.

Pet.
What?
Hor.
She will not come.
Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an
end.

Enter KATHARINA.

Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Ka-
tharina!
[for me?
Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send
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,
[bands:

Swinge me them soundly forth unto their hus

Away, I say, and bring them hither straight.
[Exit KATHARINA.
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; [happy.
And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and
Bap. Now fair befall 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 will 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 under foot.

[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,
To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor:
It blots thy beauty, as frosts do bite the meads;
Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair
And in no sense is meet or amiable.
A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled,
Muddy, ill seeming, thick, bereft of beauty;
And, while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Will deign to sip, or touch one drop of it.

[buds;

Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee,
And for thy maintenance: commits his body
To painful labour, both by sea and land;
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe;
And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
But love, fair looks, and true obedience;-
Too little payment for so great a debt.
Such duty as the subject owes the prince,
Even such a woman oweth to her husband:
And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour,
And, not obedient to his honest will,
What is she, but a foul contending rebel,
And graceless traitor to her loving lord?
I am asham'd, that women are so simple
To offer war, where they should kneel for peace,
Or seek for rule, supremacy and sway,
When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth,
Unapt to toil and trouble in the world;
But that our soft conditions and our hearts
Should well agree with our external parts ?
Come, come, you froward and unable worms!
My mind hath been as big as one of yours,
My heart as great; my reason, haply, more,
To bandy word for word, and frown for frown:
But now, I see, our lances are but straws;
Our strength as weak, our weakness past com-
pare,-

That seeming to be most, which we least are.
Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot;
And place your hands below your husband's foot:
In token of which duty, if he please,
My hand is ready, may it do him ease.
Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and
kiss me, Kate.
[shalt ha't.
Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou
Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are
toward.
[froward.
Luc. But a harsh hearing when women are
Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed:-
We three are married, but you two are sped.
'Twas I won the wager,though you hit the white;
[To LUCENTIO.

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.

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An Attendant on the young Prince Mamillius.

Officers of a Court of Judicature.

POLIXENES, King of Bohemia.
FLORIZEL, his Son.

ARCHIDAMUS, a Bohemian Lord.
A Mariner.

Gaoler.

An old Shepherd, reputed Father of Perdita.
Clown, his Son.

Servant to the old Shepherd.
AUTOLYCUS, a Rogue.

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, S

MOPSA,

DORCAS, Shepherdesses.

Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Satyrs for a
Dance; Shepherds, Shepherdesses, Guards, &c.

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

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