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Whick, you say, adds to nature, is an art Y
That mature makes. You see, sweet maid, we

many
A gentler scion to the wildest stock
And make conceive a bark of baser kind
By bud of bobler race; This is an art

R Which does mend mature, - change it rather : but The art itself is nature.

B Per. So it is

т. Pol. Then make your garden rich in gillyflowers,

т. And do not call them bastards. Per. I'll not put

TE The dibble in earth to set one slip of them : No more than, were i patuted, I would wisb This youth should say, "lwere well; and only therefore

TO Desire to breed by me.--Here's flowers for you ; Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram ; The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, And with him rises weeping; these are flowers

C or middle summer, and, I think, they are

given
To men of middle age : You are very welcome.
Cam. I should leave grazing, were 1 of your

Rock,
And only live by gazing.

Per. Out, alas 1
You'd be so lean, that blasts of January
Would blow you through and through.

Now, my To fairest friend,

(might I'd I would, I had some powers o'the spring, that H Become your time of day; and yours, aud yours; That wear upon your virgin branches yet It Your maldenheads growing :-O Proserpina, Up For the flowers bow, that, frighted, thou let'st As From Dis' waggon i daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take WL The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold

Th Bright Phæbus in bis strength, a malady Do Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips, and

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The crown-imperial ; filies of all kinds,
The flower-de-luce being one ! Oh I these I lack,
To make you garlands of; and, my sweet friend,
To strew him o'er and o'er.

Flo. What I like a corse?
Per. No, like a bank, for love to lie and play mo

you Not like a corse : or if, -not to be buried, But quick and in mine arms. Come, take your tun flowers :

C Methinks, I play as I have seen them do con Ia Whitsun' pastorals; sure, this robe of mine Does change my disposition. Flo. What you do,

tabi still betters what is done. Wben you speak, S sweet,

all I'd have you do it ever : when you sing,

with I'd have you buy and sell so; $0 give alms ; maid Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, with To sing them too: When you do dance, I wish jum

you A wave o'the sea, that you might ever do

misc Nothing but that more still, still so, and own No other function: Each your doing, So singular in each particular,

with Crowns wbat you are doing in the present deeds, Р. That all your acts are queens.

CH Per. O Doricles,

able Your praises are loo large : but that your youth, ware And the true blood, which fairly peeps through Sei it,

rainb Do plainly give you ont an unstain'd shepherd; Bobei With wisdom I might fear, iny Doricles, You woo'd me the false way,

camb * Flo. I think, you have

they As little skill to fear, as 7 bave prirpose To put you to't.-But, come; our dance, I pray:

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so we wept ; and there was the first gentleman. Whicb , lets go by some sixteen years, and like tears that ever we shed.

makes ber Shep. We may live, son, to shed many more. As she liv'd now.

Clo. Ay; or else 'twere hard luck, bejag iu Leon. As now she might have done, so preposterous estate as we are.

So much to my good comfort, as it is Aut. I humbly beseecb you, Sir, to pardon Now piercing to my soul. On ? tbus she stood, me all the faults I have committed to your wor. Even with such life of majesty, (warm life, sbip, and to give me your good report to the As now it coldly stands,) when first I woo'd prince my master.

her! Shep. Pr'ythee, son, do ; for we must be I am asham'd : Does not the stone rebuke me, gentle, now we au gentlemen.

For being more stone thao it ?- royal piece, Clo. Thou wilt amend thy life?

There's magic in thy majesty ; which bas Aut. Ay, an it like your good worship.

My evils conjur'd to remembrance ; and Clo. Give ine tby baod : I will swear to the From thy admiring daughter took the spirits, prioce, thou art as honest a true fellow as any Standiug like stone with thee ! is in Bohemia.

Per. And give me leave ;
Shep. You may say it, but not swear it. And do not say, 'uis superstition, that

Clo. Not swear it, now I am a gentlemap? I kneel, and then implore ber blessing.-Lady, Let hoors and franklins • say it, I'll swear it. Dear queen, that ended when I but began, Shep. How if it be false, son?

Give me that band of your's, to kiss. Clo. If it be ue'er so false, a true gentleman Paul, o patience, may swear it, in the behalf of bis friend :- And The statue is but newly fix'd, the colour's I'll swear to the prince, thou art a tall + fellow Not dry. of thy hands, and that thou will not be drunk ; Cam. My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid but I know, thou art no tall fellow of thy

on ; bands, and íhat thou wilt be drunk ; but I'll which sixteen winters cannot blow away, swear it: and I would, thou would'st be a tall so many summers, dry : scarce any joy fellow of thy bands..

Did ever so long live ; no sorrow, Aut. I will prove so, sir, to my power.

But kill'd itself much sooner. Clo. Ay, by any means prove a tall fellow : Pol. Dear my brother, If I do not wonder, how thou darest venture Let him that was the cause of this, have puwer to be drunk, not being a tall fellow, trust me To take off so much grief from you as he not.-Hark! the kings and the princes, our Will piece up in himself. kindred, are going to see the queen's picture. Paul. Indeed, my lord, Come, follow us : we'll be thy good masters. If I had thought the sight of my poor image

[Exeunt. Would thus bave wrought you, (for ibe stone

is mine,) SCEVE 111.-The same.- À Room in PAUL, I'd not bave sbow'd it. INA'S House.

Leon. Do not draw the curtain.

Paul. No longer sball you gaze on't ; lest Enter LEONTES, POLIIENES, FLORIZEL, PERDITA, CAMILLO, PAULINA, Lords, and at. May think abon, it moves.

your fancy tendants.

Leon, Let be, let be,
Leon. O grave and good Paulina, the great Would I were dead, but that methinks al-
That I have bad of thee!

(comfort
ready-

(lord, Paul. Wbat, sovereign Sir,

What was be, that did make it 1-See, my I did not well, I meant well; All my services, Would you not deem, it breath'd ? and that You bave paid bome; but that you have vouch.

tbose veins sal'd

(contracted Did verily bear blood ? with your crown'd brother, and these your Pol. Masterly done : Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to the very life seems warm upon her lip. It is a surplus of your grace, which never (visit, Leon. The Oxure of her eye has motion in't + My life may last to answer.

As we are mock'd with art.
Leon. O Paulina,

Paul. I'll draw the curtain ;
We bonour you with trouble : but we came My lord's almost so far transported, that
To see the statue of our queen : your gallery He'll think anon, it lives.
Have we pass'd through, not without much Leon. O sweet Paulina,
content

Make me to think so twenty years together ; In many singularities ; but we saw not

No settled seuses of the world can match That which my daughter came to look upon, The pleasure of that madness. Let't alone. The statue of her mother.

Paul. I am sorry, Sir, I have thus far stin'd Paul. As she liv'd peerless,

you: but So her dead likeness, I do well believe,

I could amict you further.
Excels whatever yet you looked upon,

Leon. Do, Paulina ;
Or band of mau hath done : therefore I keep it For tbis afliction has a taste as sweet
Lonely apart : But bere it is : prepare

As any cordial comfort.-Sull, methinks,
To see the life as lively mock'd, as ever (well. There is an air comes from ber; What fine
Still sleep mock'd death : bebold ; and say, 'tis

chisel

[me, (PAULINA undraw's a Curtain, and dis. Could ever yet cut breath? Let no man mock covers a statue.

For I will kiss her. I like your silence, it the more shows off

Paul. Good my lord, forbear : Your wonder : But yet speak ;-örst, you, my The ruddiness upon her lip is wet: Comes it not something near !

(liege You'll war it, if you kiss it ; stain your on Leon. Her natural posture !

With oily painting : Shall I draw the curtaiu ?
Chide me, dear stone ; that I may say, indeed, Leon. No, not these twenty years.
Tbon art Hermioue : or, rather, thou art sbe, Per. So long could I
In thy not chiding ; for she was as tender, Stand by, a looker on.
As infancy and grace.- But yet, Paolina,

Paul. Either forbear,
Hermione was not so much wrinkled ; nothing Quit presently the chapel ; or resolve you
So aged, as this seems.

For more amazement : If you can behold it,
Pol. Oh! pot by mucb.

I'll make the statue move indeed ; desceud, Paul. So much the more our carver's excel. lence :

• Worked, agitated.

I. e. Though her eye be fixed it seems to have mo• Yemen

1 Stoat.
tion in it.

: A. if.

And take you by the band: but then you'll think, Her. You gods, look dowo,
(Which I protest against,) I am assisted And from your secret vials pour your graces
By wicked powers.

Upon my daughter's bead I-Tell me, mise on,
Leon. What you can make her do,

Where bast thou been preserved I wbere livar I am content to look on ; what to speak,

how found I am content to bear; for 'tis as easy

Thy father's court for thon sbalt bear, that To make her speak, as move.

Knowing by Paulina, that the oracle
Paul. It is requir'd

Gave hope thou wast is being, bave preserva
You do awake your faith : Then, all stand still; Myself, to see the issne.
Or those, that think it is unlawful business Paul. There's time enongle for that ;
I am about, let them depart.'

Lest they desire, upon this pusb to troeble
Leon. Proceed;

Your joys with like relation.-Go together, No foot shall stir,

You precious winners • all ; your exaltativa Paul. Music ; awake her : strike. (Music. Partake + to every one. 1, an old tate, 'Tis time; descend; be stone no more : ap- Will

wing me to some witber'd bougb ; and there
proach ;

My mate, that's never to be found again,
Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come; Lament till I am lost.
l'll fill your grave up : stir ; nay, come away; Leon. O peace, Paulina ;
Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him Thou should'st a busbaud take by my conset,
Dear life redeems yon.-You perceive, she stirs : As I by thine, a wife : this is a match,

(HERMIONE comes down from the Pedestal. And made between's by rows. Thou hast found
Start not : her actions shall be holy, as,

mine;
You hear, my spell is lawful : do not shun ber, Bat how, is to be question'd : for I saw ber,
Until you see her die again ; for then

As I thought, dead ; and have, in vain, said Day
You kill her double : Nay, present your hand : A prayer upon ber grave : I'll not seek far
When she was young, you wou'd her; now, in (For bim, i partly kuow bis miud,) to tad bee
age,

An honourable husband :-Come, Camillo,
Is sbe become the soltor.

And take ber by the hand : whose worth, and
Leon. Oh! she's warm ! [Embracing her. honesty,
If this be magic, let it be an art

Is richly noted; and bere justified
Lawful as eating.

By os, a pair of kings.- Let's from this place. Pol. She embraces him.

What i-Look upon my brother 1-both you Cam. She bangs about his neck ;

pardons, If sbe pertain to life, let her speak too.

That e'er I put between your holy looks Pol. Ay, and make't manifest where she has My ill suspicion.-This your son-in-law, liv'd

And son unto the king, (whom bearcas directOr, how stol'n from the dead ?

ing) Paul. That she is living,

Is troth-plight to your daughter. -Good PE-
Were it but told you, sbould be hooted at Lead us from hence; where we may leisarely
Like an old tale ; but it appears, she lives, Each one demand, and answer to bus part
Though yet she speak not. Mark a little wbile. Perform'd in this wide gap of time, since first
Please you to interpose, fair inadain ; kneel, We were dissever'd: Hastily lead away,
And pray your mother's blessing.--Turo, good

(Errust. Our Perdita is found.

(lady ;
(Presenting PERDITA, who kneels to

• You who by this discovery have gained whet ve
HERMIONE.
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TAMING OF THE SHREW.

LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE, WARBURTON and Farmer have questioned the authenticity of this play; one declaring it to be certainly spari.

ous, and the other supposing that Shakspeare merely adapted it to the stage, with certain additions and cor rections. Malone, however, upon very satisfactory grounds, ranks it among tbe earliest efforts of Shakspeare's muse ; as it abounds with the doggrel measure so common in the old comedies immediately preceding the time at which he commenced writing for the stage ; and with a tiresome play upon words, which be took occasion to conden in one of his subsequent comedies. The year 1519 is the probable date of its production. Yet Steevens discovers the hand of Shakspeare in almost every scene ; and Johnson considers the whole play very popular, sprightly, and diverting. “The two plots (says the learued Doctor) are so well united, that they cau harily be called two, without injury to the art with wbich they are interwoven.” That part of the story which suggests the title of the play, is probably a work of invention. The under-plot, which comprises the love-scenes of Lucentio, the pleasing incident of the pedant, with the characters of Vincentiv, Tranto, Gremio and Biondello, is taken froin a comedy of George Gascoigne's (an author of considerable popularity) called Supposes, translated from Ariosto's I Supporiti, and acted in 1566, by the gentlemen of Grey's Inn. The singular Induction to this piece is taken from Goulart's Histories admirables de notre temps," in which ito leading circumstance is related as a real fact, practised upon a mean artisan at Brussels, by Philip the Goos duke of Burgundy. The Taming of the Shrew condensed within the compass of a modern after-piece invariably elicits considerable mirth; for the respective parts of Katharina and Petruchio are exceedingly spirited, ludicrous, and diverting. But, in its present form, many of the scenes are unpardonably tedious, and many of tbe incidents perplexingly involved. To those who look for “sermons in stones, and good in everything," we cannot exactly point out the moral of this domestic occurrence ; since the successful issue of Petruckno' experiment in one solitary instance, will scarcely warrant its practical repetition in any of the numerous cases which seem to call for a similar remedy.

DRAMATIS PERSONE. A LORD.

TRANIO, CHRISTOPHER SLY, a drunken

}Servants to Lucentio. BIONDELLO,

Persons in
Tinker.

the Induc.
GRUMIO,

} Servants to Petruchio. Hostess, Page, Players, Hunts.

tion.

CURTIS, wer, and other servants at.

PEDANT, an old fellow set up to personate tening on the Lord.

Vincentio. BAPTISTA a rich Gentleman of Padua. VINCENTIO, n old Gentleman of Pisa. LUCENTIO, Son to Vincentio, in love with KATHARINA, the Shrew, į Daughters to Bap. Bianca.

BIANCA, her Sister,

tista.

WIDOW. PETRUCH10, a Genıleman of Verona, a suitor

to Katharina. GREV10,

Tailor,

Haberdasher, and Servants attending HORTENSIO, } suitors to Yianca.

on Baptista and Petruchio. SC&NB, sometimes in Padua ; and sometimes in Petruchio's House in the Country.

SLY

CHARACTERS IN THE INDUCTION To the original Play of the Taming of a Shrew, entered on the Stationers' Books in 1594, and

printed in quarto, in 1607. A LORD, &c.

VALERIA, Servant to Aurelius.

SANDER, Serrant to Ferando. A Tapster.

PHYLOTUS, a Merchant uho personates the Page, Players, Huntsmen, &c.

Duke.
PERSONS REPRESENTED.

KATE,
ALPHONSI'S, a merchant of Athens.

EMELIA, JEROEEL, Duke of Cestus.

PHYLEMA, AURELIUS, his son, suitors to the Dawghters Tailor, Huberdasher, and Serrants to Fe FERANDO, POLIDOR, of Alphonsus.

rando and Alphonsus. SCENE, Aibens; and sometimes Ferando's Conntry House,

Daughters to Alphonsus.

INDUCTION.

And say, -Will't please your lordshlp cool you

hands
SCENE 1.-Before an Alehouse on a Heath. Some one be ready with a costly sait,

And ask him what apparel be will weat ;
Enter Hostess and Sly.

Another tell bim of bis hounds and borse,
Sly. I'll pheese * you, in faith.

And that his lady mourns at his disease : Host. A pair of stocks, you rogue !

Persuade him, that he hath been lasatie; Sly. Y'are a baggage ; the Slies are no rogues : And, when be says he is, say, that be dreamna, Look in the chronicles, we came in with Richard For he is nothing but a mígtety lord. Conqueror. Therefore, paucas pallabris ; + let This do, and do it kindly, gentle Sirs; the world slide : Sessasi

It will be pastime passing excellent, Host. You wil not pay for the glasses you if it be husbanded with modesty. have burst ? $

| Hun. My lord, I warrant yoe, we'l piano Sly. No, not a denier : Go by, says Jeronimy;

our part, -Go to thy cold bed, and warın thee. |

As he shall think, by our true diligence, Host. I know my remedy, I must go fetch the He is no less than what we say be is. thirdborough. I

(Erit. Lord. Take bim up gendly, and to bed riba Sly, Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll

him : answer him by law; I'll not budge an inch, boy ; And each one to his office, when he wakes.let him come, and kindly.

(Some bear out Sur. A trumpet sesede, (Lles down on the ground and falls asleep. Sirrah, go see wbal trumpet 'tis that sogad :Wind horns. Enter a LORD from hunting, Belike, some noble gentleman ; ibat Deans,

(En SIRTAST. with huntsmen and servants.

Travelling some journey, to repose bin beeLord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds:

Re-enter a SERTANT.
Brach" Merriman,--the poor cur is emboss'd, tt
And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd How now ? Who is it?
brach.

Serv. An it please your honour,
Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good

Players that offer service to your lordship. At the hedge corner, in the coldest fault!

Lord. Bid them come near :-
I would not lose the dog for twenty pound.

Enter PLAYERS.
| Hun. Why, Belman is as good as he, my
He cried upon it at the merest loss, lord; Now, fellows, you are welcome.
And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent: 1 Play. We thank your honour.
Trust me, I take him for the better dog.

Lord. Do you intend to stay with me te Lord. Thou art a fool; if Echo were as feet,

nigbt I would esteem him worth a dozen such.

2 Play. So please your lordship to accept But sup them well, and look uuto thein all ;

duty. To-morrow I intend to buut again.

Lord. With all my heart.-This fellos I I Hun. I will, my lord.

member, Lord. What's bere ? one dead, or drunk ? See, Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son ;doth he breathe

'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman # 2 Hun. He breathes, my lord : Were he not

well : wari'd with ale,

I have forgot your name ; but, sore, that part This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly, Was aptly fitted, and naturally perform'd. Lord. O monstrous beast ! how like a swine 1 Play. I think, 'twas Soto that year bonser he lies!

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means. Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thiue Lord. 'Tis very true ;-thon didst derde Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man.

lent. What think you, if he were convey'd to bed, Well, you are come to me in happy time; Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his The rather for I bave some sport in hand, fingers,

Wberein your cuoning can assist me mac. A most delicious banquet by his bed,

There is a lord will bear you play to-night : And brave attendants near him when he wakes But I am doubtful of your modesties : Would not the beggar then forget bimself? Lest, over-eying of his odd behaviour, 1 Hun. Believe me, lord, I think he cannot (For yet his honour nefer beard a play) choose.

You break into some merry passion, Aun. It would seem strange unto him when And so offend him : for I tell you, sin, he wak'd.

If you should smile, be grows impatient Lord. Even as a flattering dream, or worth- 1 Play. Fear not, my lord: we can contain Jess fancy.

ourselves, Then take him up, and manage well the jest :- Were he the veriest antick in the world. Carry him gently to my fairest chamber,

Lord. Go, sirrah, take them to tbe battery, And hang it round with all my wanton pic- And give them friendly welcome every one: tures :

Let them want nothing that my boose affords. Balm his foul bead with warm distilled waters,

(Ereunt SERVANT and PLATIES And burn sweet woud to make the lodging Sirrah, go you to Bartholomew my page, sweet :

[TO a SERTANT. Procure me inusic ready when he wakes, And see bim dress'd in all suits like a lady : To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound; That done, conduct bim to the druriard's chan And if he chance to speak, be ready straight,

ber, And, with a low submissive reverence,

And call him-nadám, do bim obeinace,Say,–What is it your honour will command ! Tell him from me, (as he will win my love, Let one attend him with a silver bason, He bear himself with honourable actioa, Full of rose-water, and bestrew'd with flowers ; Such as he bath observ'd in noble ladies Another bear the ewer, 1 the third a diaper, øs Unto their lords, by them accomplissed :

Such duty to the draukard let him do,

With soft low tungue, and lowly courtesy : • Beat or knock.

* Few words. * Be quiet.

And say,- What is't your bodour will com:

Broke. i This line and the scrap of Spanish is used in bor.

mand, lesque from an old play called Hieronymo, or the Spanish wherein your lady, and yont humble wife, Tragedy { An officer whose suthority equals u constable.

May show her duty, and make known her Lee! .• Bitch.

++ Strained. 11 Pitcher.

Napkin,
• Naturally.

+ Moderatioa.

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