Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to | And, as he stoop'd again to take it up, [cuff, hear: Sufficeth, I am come to keep my word, Tra. See not your bride in these unreverent robes; Go to my chamber, put on clothes of mine. Pet. Good sooth, even thus; therefore have done with words; To me she's married, not unto my clothes: [Exeunt PETRUCHIO, GRUMIO, and Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad We will persuade him, be it possible, [attire: To put on better ere he go to church. Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this. [Exit. Tra. But, Sir, to her love concerneth us to add Her father's liking: Which to bring to pass, master Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly, no, I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world. Signior Gremio! came you from the church? Gre. A bridegroom, say you? 'tis a groom, indeed, Agrumbling groom, and that the girl shall find. Tra. Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible. Gre. Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend. Tra. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam. Gre. Tut! she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him. I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio; When the priest Should ask-if Katharine should be his wife, Ay, by gogs-wouns, quoth he; and swore so loud, That, all amaz'd, the priest let fall the book: I. e. To deviate from my promise. + Matters. + Strange. The mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a That down fell priest and book, and book and priest; Now take them up, quoth he, if any list. 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. But that his beard grew thin and hungerly, And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drinking. This done, he took the bride about the neck; And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smack, That, at the parting, all the church did echo. I, seeing this, came thence for very shame; And after me, I know, the rout is coming: Such a mad marriage never was before; Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play. [Music. Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA, BAP- I know, you think to dine with me to-day, And have prepar'd great store of wedding cheer; But so it is, my haste doth call me hence, And therefore here I mean to take my leave. Bap. Is't possible, you will away to-night? Pet. I must away to-day, before night come: Make it no wonder; if you knew my business, Gre. Let me entreat you. Pet. It cannot be. Kath. Let me entreat you. Pet. I am content. Kath. Are you content to stay? Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay; But yet not stay, entreat me how you can. Kath. Now, if you love me, stay. Pet. Grumio, my horses. Gru. Ay, Sir, they be ready; the oats have eaten the horses. Father be quiet; he shall stay my leisure. Pet. They shall go forward, Kate, at thy command: Obey the bride, you that attend on her: Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man:- I'll buckler thee against a million. [Exeunt PETRUCHIO, Katharine, and GRUMIO. Bap. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet may'st slide from my shoulder to my heel, with no greater a run but my head and my neck. A fire, good Curtis. Curt. Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio? Gru. O, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, fire; cast on no water. Curt. Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported? Gru. She was, good Curtis, before this frost: but, thou know'st, winter tames man, woman, and beast; for it hath tamed my old master, and my new mistress, and myself, fellow Curtis. Curt. Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast. Gru. Am I but three inches? why, thy horn is a foot; and so long am I, at the least. But wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress, whose hand (she being now at hand,) thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot office. Curt. I pr'ythee, good Grumio, tell me, How goes the world? Gru. A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine; and, therefore, fire: Do thy duty, and have thy duty; for my master and mistress are almost frozen to death. Curt. There's fire ready; And therefore, good Grumio, the news? Gru. Why, Jack boy! ho boy! and as much news as thou wilt. Curt. Come, you are so full of conycatching: Gru. Why therefore, fire; for I have caught extreme cold. Where's the cook? is supper ready, the house trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept; the serving-men in their new fustian, their white stockings, and every officer his wedding-garment on? Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without, the carpets laid, and every thing in order? Curt. All ready; And therefore, I pray thee, [Striking him. Curt. This is to feel a tale, not to hear a SCENE 1.-A Hall in PETRUCHIO's Country tale. Enter GRUMIO. Gru. Fie, fie, on all tired jades! on all mad masters! and all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? was ever man so rayed?t 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! Gru. And therefore 'tis called, a sensible tale: and this cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech listening. Now I begin: Inprimis, we came down a foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress: Curt. Both on one horse? Gru. Tell thou the tale :But hadst thou not crossed me, thou should'st have heard how her horse fell, and she under her horse; thou should'st have heard, in how miry a place: how she was bemoiled; how he left her with the horse upon her; how he beat me because her horse stumbled'; how she waded through the dirt to pluck him off me; how he swore; how she prayed-that never prayed before; how I cried; how the horses ran away; how her bridle was burst;t how I lost my crupper; thou-with many things of worthy memory; which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return unexperienced to thy grave. Curt. By this reckoning, he is more shrew than she. Gru. Ay; and that, thou and the proudest of you all shall find, when he comes home. But what talk I of this ?-call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and the rest; let their heads be sleekly comb ed, their blue coats brushed, and their garters of an indifferent knit: let them curtsey with their left legs; and not presume to touch a hair of my master's horse-tail, till they kiss their hands. Are they all ready? Curt. They are. Gru. Call them forth. Curt. Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master, to countenance my mistress. Gru. Why, she hath a face of her own. Gru. Thou, it seems; that callest for company to countenance her. Curt. I call them forth to credit her. Gra. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them. Enter several SERVANTS. Nath. Welcome home, Grumio. Gru. Welcome, you;-how now, you; what, you-fellow, you;-and thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, and all things neat? Nath. All things is ready: How near is our master? Gra. E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore be not,Cock's passion, silence! -I hear my master. Pet. Where be these knaves? What, no man at door, To hold my stirrup, nor to take my horse! Sir! You logger-headed and unpolished grooms! What, no attendance? no regard? no duty?--Where is the foolish knave I sent before? Gru. Here, Sir; as foolish as I was before. Pet. You peasant swain! you whoreson malt-horse drudge! Did I not bid thee meet me in the park, And bring along these rascal knaves with thee? Gru. Nathaniel's coat, Sir, was not fully made, [heel; And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i'the There was no linkt to colour Peter's hat, And Walter's dagger was not come from sheathing: There were none fine, but Adam, Ralph, and The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly; you. Pet. Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in. [Exeunt some of the SERVANTS. [Sings. Where is the life that late I led- *Not different one from the other. +A torch of pitch. [come. Re-enter SERVANTS, with supper. be merry. Why, when, I say?—Nay, good sweet Kate, other. Be merry, Kate :-Some water, here; what, ho![hence, Where's my spaniel Troilus ?-Sirrah, get you And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither:[Exit SERVANT. One, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acWhere are my slippers?-Shall I have some quainted with.— A basin is presented to him. Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily:- [SERVANT lets the ewer fall. You whoreson villain! will you let it fall? water? [Strikes him. Kath. Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault unwilling. Pet. A whoreson, beetleheaded, flap-ear'd knave! stomach. Come, Kate, sit down; I know you have a [shall 1? Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else What is this? mutton? Pet. "Tis burnt; and so is all the meat: What dogs are these ?-Where is the rascal [dresser, How durst you, villains, bring it from the And serve it thus to me that love it not? There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all: [Throws the meat, &c. about the stage. You headless joltheads, and unmanner'd slaves! What, do you grumble? I'll be with you straight. Kath. I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet; The meat was well, if you were so contented. Pet. I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried Pet. Thus have I politicly begun my reign, And 'tis my hope to end successfully: A word coined by Shakspeare to express the noise My falcon now is sharp, and passing empty; made by a person heated and fatigued. And, till she stoop, she must not be full-gorg'd, For then she never looks upon her lure. That bate, and beat, and will not be obedient. As with the meat, some undeserved fault He that knows better how to tame a shrew, [Exit. SCENE II.-Padua.-Before BAPTISTA'S House. Enter TRANIO and HORTENSIO. Tra. Is't possible, friend Licio, that Bianca Doth fancy any other but Lucentio ? I tell you, Sir, she bears me fair in hand. Hor. Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said, Stand by, and mark the manner of his teaching. [They stand aside. Enter BIANCA and LUCENTIO. Luc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you read? Bian. What, master, read you? first resolve me that. Luc. I read that I profess, the art to love. Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful. Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio, Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard ness, I will with you,-if you be so contented,- Hor. See, how they kiss and court!-Signior Lucentio, Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow— Ne'er to marry with her though she Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him. Hor. 'Would, all the world, but he, had For me, that I may surely keep mine oath, As I have lov'd this proud disdainful haggard : [Exit HORTENSIO.-LUCENTIO und BIANCA advance. Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case! [grace Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love; And have forsworn you, with Hortensio. Bian. Tranio, you jest; But have you both forsworn me? Tra. Mistress, we have. Luc. Then we are rid of Licio. Tra. I'faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her. Tra. 'Faith he is gone unto the taming school. Bian. The taming-school! what, is there such a place? Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master ; That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long- Enter BIONDELLO, running. long That I'm dog-weary; but at last I spied Tra. What is he, Biondello? Bion. Master, a mercatante, or a pedant,t Tra. If he be credulous and trust my tale, Ped. God save you, Sir ! Ped. Sir, at the furthest for a week or two: Tra. Of Mantua, Sir ?-marry, God forbid? Tra. "Tis death for any one in Mantua [treat: To come to Padua; Know you not the cause? duke * A thing stuffed to look like the game which the hawk (For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him,) Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly: Tra. Among them, know you one Vincentio? His name and credit shall you undertake, Look, that you take upon you as you should; Ped. O, Sir, I do; and will repute you ever Tra. Then go with me, to make the matter This, by the way, I let you understand;- Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO. Gru. No, no; forsooth; I dare not, for my life. Kath. The more my wrong, the more his What, did he marry me to famish me? Gru. Nay, then I will not; you shall have the mustard, Or else you get no beef of Grumio. Kath. Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt. Gru. Why, then the mustard without the beef. slave, Kath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding Enter PETRUCHIO with a dish of meut; and Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, Hor. Mistress, what cheer? Pet. Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully Here, love; thou see'st how diligent I am, thanks. I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits Kath. 'Pray you, let it stand. Pet. The poorest service is repaid with And so shall mine, before you touch the meat. Hor. Signior Petruchio, fie! you are to Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company. me. [Aside. Much good do it unto thy gentle heart! If not, elsewhere they meet with charity: fed: [wants, I pr'ythee go, and get me some repast: Gru. I fear, it is too choleric a meat:- Enter HABERDASHER. Lay forth the gown.-What news with you, Hab. Here is the cap your worship did be speak. Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer? And gentlewomen wear such caps as these. + Finery. |