Ay, and a kind one too : Is that an answer? Gre. Pray heaven, sir, your wife send you not a worse. Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go and entreat my wife Pet. [Exit Biondello. O, ho! entreat her! I am afraid, sir, Nay, then she must needs come. Hor. Do what you can, yours will not be entreated. Re-enter Biondello. Now, where's my wife? Bap. She says, you have some goodly jest in hand; She will not come; she bids you come to her. Pet. Worse, and worse; she will not come ! O vile, Intolerable, not to be endur'd! Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress; Say, I command her come to me. Hor. I know her answer. Pet. Hor. [Exit Grumio. What? She will not come. Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end. Enter Katharina. Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Katharina! Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. [Exit Katharina. Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love and quiet life, An awful rule, and right supremacy; And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy. For she is chang'd, as she had never been. And show inore 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. [Kath. pulls off her cap, and throws it down. Wid. Well! let me never have a cause to sigh, 1 Sway, Till I be brought to such a silly pass! Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this? Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time. Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these head-strong 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. Fie, fie! unknit that threat'ning unkind brow; To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor; Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair buds, A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled, Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare,— 1 Dispositions. 2 2 Abate your spirits. And place your hands below your husband's foot: My hand is ready, may it do him ease. Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and kiss me, Kate. We three are married, but you two are sped. [To Lucentio.] 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white : 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. Gaoler. An old Shepherd, reputed Father of HERMIONE, Queen to Leontes. PERDITA, Daughter to Leontes and PAULINA, Wife to Antigonus. EMILIA, a Lady, Two other Ladies, MOPSA, DORCAS, attending the Queen. Shepherdesses. Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; SCENE.-Sometimes in Sicilia, sometimes in Bohemia. Act First. SCENE I. SICILIA. AN ANTECHAMBER IN LEONTES' PALACE. Enter Camillo and Archidamus. Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, 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. Cam. 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. Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Bohemia. They were trained together in their childhoods; and there rooted be twixt them then such an affection, which cannot choose but branch now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal necessities, made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal, have been royally attornied,1 with interchange of gifts, letters, loving embassies; that they have seemed to be together, though absent; shook hands, as over a vast2; 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, physicks 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.-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 Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks; Go hence in debt: And therefore, like a cipher, With one we-thank-you, many thousands more Leon. Stay your thanks awhile; And pay them when you part. Sir, that's to-morrow. I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance, No sneaping winds at home, to make us say, Leon. We are tougher, brother, Than you can put us to 't. Pol. No longer stay. Very sooth, to-morrow. Leon. One seven-night longer. Pol. Leon. We'll part the time between's then: and in that I'll no gainsaying. Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you so: There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' the world, |