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And then--with kiud embracements, tempting On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis. kisses,

Say, thou wilt walk; we will bestrew the ground: And with declining head into his bosom, or wilt thou ride? thy horses sball be trapp'a, Bid bim shed tears, as being overjoy'd

Their harness studded all with gold and pearl. To see her noble lord restored to bealth,

Dost thou love hawking? thou bast bawks will Who, for twice seven years, bath esteemed him

soar No better than a poor and loathsome beggar : Above the morning lark : Or wilt thou hunt ? And if the boy bave not a woman's gift, Thy hounds sball make the welkin answer them, To rain a shower of commanded tears,

And fetch sbrill echoes froin the hollow earth. An onion will do well for such a shift ;

i Serv. Say, thou wilt course ; thy greyhounds W bich in a napkin being close convey'd,

are as swin Shall in despite enforce a watery eye.

As breathed stags, ay, Neeter than the roe. See this despatch'd with all the haste thou canst ; 2 Serv. Dost thou love pictures 1 we will fetch Anou I'll give thee more instructions.

thee straight

[Fit SERVANT. Adovis, painted by a running brook : I know, the boy will well usurp the grace, And Cytherea all in sedges bid ; [breath, Voice, gait, and action of a gentlewoman : Which seem to move and wanton with ber I long to bear hiin call the drunkard, husband ; Even as the waving sedges play with wind. And how my men will stay themselves from Lord. We'll show thee 10, as she was a maid ; laughter,

And how she was beguiled and surpris'd, When they do homage to this simple peasant. As lively paint o as tbe deed was done. I'll in to connsel them : haply my presence 3 Serr. 0r Daphne, roaming through a thorny May well abate the over-merry spleen,

wood; Which otherwise would grow into extreines. Scratching her legs that one shall swear she

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bleeds :

And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep,
SCENE II.

So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn.

Lord. Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord : A Bedchamber in the LORD's House. Thou hast a lady far more beautiful

Than any woman in this waning age. SLY is discorered in a rich night goun, ailh

1 Serv. And, till the tears that sbe hath shed altendants ; some with apparel, ethers

for thee, ut ilh ba son, ener, and other appurtenances. Like envious foods, o'er.ran her lovely face, Enter LORD), dressed like a Servant. She was the fairest creature in the world; Sly. For God's sake a pot of small ale. And yet she is inferior to none. i Serv. Will't please your lordship drink a Sly. Ain I a lord ? and have I such a lady! cup of sack ?

Or do I dream or have I dream'd till now? 2 Serv. Will't please your bonour taste of I do not sleep : I see, I hear, I speak; these cou serves ?

I smell sweet savours, and I feel soft things :-3 Serr. Wbat raiment will your honour wear Upon my life, I am a lord, indeed ; to-day?

And not a tiuker, nor Christophero Sly. Sly. I ain Christophero Sly; call not me- Well, bring our Jady hither to our siytit; honour, nor lordship : I never drank sack in my And once again, a pot o' the smallest ale. life ; and if you give me any conserves, give me 2 Serv. Will't please your mightiness to wash conserves of beef : Ne'er ask me what raiment

your bands? I'll wear; for I have no more doublets than backs, (SERVANTS present an euer, basin, and no more stockings than legs, nor no more shoes napkin. thau feet; nay, sometimes, more feet thau shoes, Oh! how we joy to see your wit restor'd ! or such shoes as my toes look through the over oh! that once more you knew but what you leather.

are ! Lord. Heaven cease this idle humour in your These niteen years you have been in a dream; honjour !

Or, when you wak'd, so wak'd as if you slept. Oh! that a mighty man, of snch descent,

Sly. These Aileen years, by my fay, a goodly of such possessions, and so high esteem,

wap. Should be infused with so foul a spirit !

But did I vever speak of all that time! 8ly. What, would you make me mad? Am | Serv. O yes, my lord; but very idle words :not | Christopher Sly, old Sly's son of Burton. For though you lay bere in this goodly chamber, beath ; by birth a pedlar, by education a card. Yet would you say, ye were beaten out of door; maker, by transmutation a bear-herd, and now And rail upon the bostess of the house ; by present profession a tinker? Ask Marian Aud say, you would present her at ilic leet,+ Hacket, tbe fat ale-wife of Wincot, if she know Because she brought stone jugs and no seal'd me not : if she say I am not fourteen pence on

quarts : the score for sheer ale, score me up for the Sometimes you would call ont for Ciecly Hacket. lyingest knave in Christendom. What, I am not Sly. Ay, the woman's maid of ibe toure, bestraught : + Here's

3 Serv. Why, Sir, you know to boase, nor I Serr. Oh! this it is, that makes your lady

no such maid ; mourn.

Nor no such men, as you have reckon'd up, 2 Serv. Ob ! this it is that makes your servants As Strphen Sly, and old John Naps of Greece, droop.

And Peter Turl, and Henry Pimperuell ; Lord. Hence comes it that your kindred sbun And twenty more such names and men as these, your house,

Which never were, nor uo inan ever saw. As beaten hence by your strange Junacy.

Sly. Now, Lord be thanked for my good O noble lord, bethink thee or thy birth ;

ainends! Call home iby ancient thoughts from banish.

All. Amen. ment,

Sly. I thank thee; thou shalt not lose by it. And banish hence these abject lowly dreams : Look bow thy servants do attend on thee,

Enter the Pace, as a lady, with attendants. Each ia bis office ready at thy beck

Page. How fares my noble lord ? Wist thou have music t hark i Apollo plays, Sly. Marry, I fare well; for bere is cheer

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enough. and twenty caged nightingales do sing :

Where is my wife! Or wilt thou sleep ? we'll have thee to a couch, l'age. Here, noble lord ; What is thy will Suster and stetter than the lustful bed

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More penitence, than done trespass : At the last, A
Do, as the heavens bave done ; forget your evil; 1
Witb tbem, forgive yoursell.

Leon. Whilst I remember
Her, and her virtues, I cannot forget
My blemisbes in them; and so still think of
The wrong I did mysell: which was so wach,
That beirless it bath made my kingdom ; and
Destroy'd the sweet'st companion, that e'er man
Bred his hopes out of.

Paul. True, too true, my lord :
Ir, one by one, you wedded all the world,
Or, from tbe all tbat are, took something good,
To make a perfect woman , she, you kill'd,
Would be unparallel's.

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Leon. I think so. Kill'd!
She I kill'd ! I did so: but thou strikt me 1
Sorely, to say I did; it is as bitter
Upon any tougue, as in my thought : Now, good A
Say so but seldom.

{now, A Cleo. Not at all, good lady : You might have spoken a ihousand things that

would
Have done the time more benefit, and graced
Your kindness better.
Paul. You are one of those,

N Would bave bim wed again.

Dion. If you would not so,
You pity not the state, nor the remembrance
Of bis most sovereigu dame ; consider little,
What dangers, by his Highness' fail of issue,

SC May drop upon bis kingdom, and devour

TI Incertain lookers-on. What were more holy, 'T Than to rejoice, the former queen is well I What holier, tban, for royalty's repair, For present comfort and for future good, To bless the bed of majesty again With a sweet fellow to'ti

B: Paul. There is none worthy, Respecting her that's gone. Besides, the gods AD Will have fulau'd their secret purposes ; For has not the divine Apollo said, Is't not the tenour of his oracle, That king Leontes shall not have an beir, TI Till his lost child be found I which, that it

sball, Is all as monstrons to our human reason,

AL As my Antigonus to break bio grave,

Gi And coine again to me ; who, on my life, Did perish with the infant. 'Tis your counsel, Is My lord should to the heavens be contrary, M Oppose against their wills.-Care not for issue ; FI

(To LEONTES. To The crown will find an heir : Great Alexander Left his to the worthlest; so bis successor Tb Was like to be the best.

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Wbo bast the memory of Hermione,
I know, in honoor,--Oh! that ever I (now, we
Had squar'd me to thy counsell-then, even of
I might have look'd upon my queen's full eyes; of
Have taken treasure from her lips,

Paul. And left them
More rieb, for what they vielded.

Læon. Thou speak'st truth.
No more such wives; therefore, no wife: oue The

worse, And better us'd, would make her sainted spirit You Again possess ber corps; and, on this stage, Bru (Where we offenders now appear,) soul-vex'd, Begin, And why to me?

Paul. Had sbe such power, She had just cause.

He Leon. She had ; and would incense me

F To murder her I married.

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Gre. Why, will you mew her up,

Tra. Maaster, it is no time to chide you now; Signior Baptista, for this fiend of hell,

Affection is not rated from the beart: (50,And make ber bear the penance of her tongne ! If love have touch'd you, pought remains bus

Bap. Gentlemen, content ye ; I am resolv'd :- Redime te captum quam qucas minimo. Go in, Dianca.

(Erit BIANCA. Luc. Gramercies, lad ; go forward : this cou. And for I know, she taketh most delight

tents ; Ja music, instruments, and poetry,

The rest will comfort, for my counsel's sound. Schoolmasters will I keep within my house, Tra. Master, you look'd so longly + ou ibe Fil to instruct her youth. If you, Hortensio,

maid, Or signior Gremio, you,--know any such, Perhaps you mark'd not what's the pith of all. Prefer + them bither ; for to cunning I men Luc. O yes, I saw sweet beauty in ber face, I will be very kind, and liberal

Such as the daugbtert of Agenor had, To mine own children in good bringing up ; That made greai Jove to humble him to ber And so farewell. Katharina, you may stay ;

hand, For I have more to commune with Bianca. When with his knees be kiss'd the Cretan strand,

(Erit. 7ra. Saw you no more ? mark'd you uot how Kath. Why, and I trust I may go too ; May I

her sister not?

(belike, Began to scold ; and raise np such a storm, Wbat, shall I be appointed hours; as inough, That tuortal ears might baruly endure the din ? I knew not what to take, and what to leave? Ha! Luc. Tranio, I saw ber coral lips to move,

[Erit. And with her breath she did perfume the air; Gre. You may go to the devil's dam ; your Sacred, and sweet, was all I saw in her. gists are so good, here is none will bold you. I'ra. Nay, then, 'tis time to stir bim from his Their love is not so great, Hortensio, but we

trance, may blow our nails together, and fast it fairly ! pray, awake, 'Sir; if you love the maid, out; our cake's dough on boib sides. Farewell: Bend thoughts and wits to achieve ber. Thus it -Yet, for the love I bear my sweet Bianca, if I

stands :can by any means light on a dit man, to teach Her elder sister is so curst and shrewd, her that wherein she deligtits, I will wish hiun to That, till the father rid his hands of ber, her father.

Master, your love must live a maid at home; Hor. So will I, signior Gremio : But a word, Aud therefore has be closely mew'd ber up, I pray. Though the nature of our quarrel yet Because she sball not be annoy'd with suitors. never brook'd parle, know now, upon advice, # Luc, Ab! Tranio, what a cruel father's he! it toucheth us both,-that we may yet again bave But art thou not advis'd, be took some care access to our fair mistress, and be happy rivals To get her cunning schoolniasters lo inotruct in Bianca's love,-to labour and effect one thing

her 1 'specially,

Tra. Ay, marry, am I, Sir; and now 'uis
Gre. What's that, I pray ?

plotted.
Hor. Marry, sir, to get a husband for her Luc. i have it, Tranjo.
sister.

Tra. Master, for my hand,
Gre. A husband ! a devil.

Both our inventions meet and juinp in ope.
Hor. I say, a busband.

Luc. Tell me thine tirst, Gre. I say, a devil : Think'st thou, Hortensio, Tra. You will be schoolmaster, though her father be very nch, any man is so And undertake the teaching of the maid ; very a fool to be married to hell?

That's your device. Hor. Tush, Greinio, though it pass your pa- Luc. It is : May it be done? tience, and mine, to endure her loud alarums, Tra. Not possible; For wuo shall bear your why, man, there be good fellows in the world, And be in Padua bere Vincentio's sont (pali, an a man could light on them, would take her keep house, and ply his book; Welcome bis with all faults, and money enough.

friends ; Gre, I cannot tell ; but I had as lief take her | Visit his counirymen, and banquet them? dowry with this condition,-to be whipped at the Luc. Basta ;y conteut thee; fur I bave it full high-cross every morning.

We have not yet been seen in any house ; llor. 'Faith, as you say, there's small choice Nor can we be disunguished by our faces, in rotten apples. But, come ; since this bar in For man or master : Theu it follows thus ; Jaw makes us friends, it shall be 80 far forth Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead, friendly maintained, -till by helping Baptista's Keep bouse, and port, and servants, as I eldest daughter to a husband, we set his young.

should ; est free for a husband, and then have to't afresh. I will some other be ; some Florentine, Sweet Bianca ! - Happy man be his dole ! He Some Neapolitan, or mean mau of Pisa. that runs fastest gets the ring. How say you, 'Tis batch'd, and shall be so :-Tranio, at once signior Gremio ?

Uncase thee; take my colour'd hat and cloak : Gre. I am agreed: and 'wonid I had given when Biondello comes, be waits on tbre; him the best borse in Padua to begin his woo. But I will charm him first to keep his tongue, ing, that would thoroughly woo ber, wed her, Tra, bu had you need. and bed her, and rid the house of her. Come

(They erchange habits. (Ereunt GREMIO and HOXTENSIO. In brief then, Sir, sith C it your pleasure is, Tra. (Advancing.) I pray, Sir, tell ide, --Is it And I am tied to be obedient; possible

(For so your father charg'd ine at our parting i That love should of a sudden take such hold? Be serviceable to my son, quoth be,

Luc. O Tradio, till I found it to be true, Although, I think, 'twas in another sense,) I never bought it possible, or likely ;

I am content to be Lucentio, But see! wbile idly I stood looking on,

Because so well I love Lucentio. I found the effect of love in inlevess :

Luc. Tranio, be so, becanse Lucentin loves : And now in plainness do confess to thee, And let me be a elave, to achieve that maid That art to me as secret, and as dear,

Whose sudden sight bath thrall'd my wounded As Anna to the queen of Carthage was,

eje. Tranio, I bum, i pine, I perish, Tranio, If achieve not this young modest girl :

Enter BIONDELLO. Counsel me, Tranio, for I know thou canst; Here comes the rogue.-Sirsah, where have you Assist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt.

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Bion. Where have I beenNay, how now, Gru. Nay, 'tis no matter, what be "leges where are yon !

(clothes i Latin.-this be not a lawful cause fe: ze to Master, has my fellow Tranio stolen your leave bis service,-Look you, Sir,-he bed be Or you stolen bis ? or both ? pray, what's the knock him, and rap him svandiy, Sir : Wea, niews

was it fit for a servant to use bis master so, then Luc. Sirrah, come hither ; 'tis no time to jest, ing, perhaps, (for aught I see,) Illo 20d And therefore frame your manners to the time. -a pip out i Your fellow Tranio bere, to save my life, Whom, 'would to God, I had well knock's . Puts my apparel and my countenance on,

first, And I for my escape have put on bis ;

Then had not Grumio come by the work, For in a quarrel, since I came asbore,

Pet. A senseless villain-Goud Horterane, I kill'd a man, and fear I was descried :

I bade the rascal knock upon your gate, Wait you on bim, I charge you, as becomes, And could not get him for my beart to do While I make way from hence to save my life : Gru, Koock at the gate 1-0 beareas! You understand me.

Spake you not these words plain, -Sirrek, krach Bion. I, Sir, ne'er a whit.

me here, Luc. And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth; Rap me here, knock me roell, and knock Tranio is chiang'd into Lucentio.

soundly. Bion. The better for hiin; Would I were so And come you now with-knocking a too!

gate ? Tra. So would I, faith, boy, to have the next Pet. Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I wish alter,

(daughter,

yoll. That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's yomgest Hor. Petruchio, patience; I am Grau. But sirrah,-not for my sake, but your master's,

pledge : -I advise

Why, this a heavy chance 'twist him and you You use your manners discreetly in all kind of Your ancient trusty, pleasant servant Gna companies :

And tell me now, sweet friend,

-as bappy When I am alove, why, then I am Tranio ;

gale But in all places else, your master Lucentio. Blows you to Padua bere, from old Verona! Luc. Tranio, let's go :

Pet. Such wind as scatters young men tarvel One thing more rests, that thyself execnte ;

the world, To make one amoug these wooers : if thou ask To seek their fortunes fortler than at bone, me wby,

Where small experience grows. Bat, in a les Sufficeth, my reasons are both good and weighty. Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me :

[Exeunt. Antonio, my father, is deceas'd ; 1 Serv. My lord, you nod; you do not mind and I wave thrust inyself into this maze, the play.

Haply to wive, and thrive, as best I mar: Sly. Yes, by saint Anne, do 1. A good mat.Crowns in my purse I have, and goods at boze, ter, surely ; Comes there any more of it ?

And so am come abroad to see the world. Page. My lord, 'tis but begun.

Hor. Petrucio, shall I then come rosadly Sly. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work,

thee. madam lady; 'Would 'twere done!

And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favoard wife!

Thoud'st thauk me but a little for my coarsel: SCENE II.-The same.- Before HORTENSIO's And yet I'll promise thee she shall be nch. House.

And very rich :-but thou' too much my friend,

And I'll uot wish thee to her.
Enter PETRUCH 10 and GRUMIO.

Pet. Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such finde Pet. Verona, for a while I take my leave,

as we, To see my friends in Padua ; but, of all, Few words suffice : aud, therefore, if thoa kaar My best beloved and approved friend,

One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife, Horteusio ; and, I trow, this is his house : (As wealth is burden of my wooing dato,) Here, sirrah Grumio; knock, I say.

Be she as foul as was Florentius' lore, : Gru. Knock, Sir! whom 'sbould I knock? isAs old as Sybil, and as curst and shrewd there any man has rebused your worship? As Socrates' Xantippe, or a worse,

Pet. Villain, I say, knock ine here soundly. She moves me not, or not removes, at least,

Gru. Knock you bere, Sir ? why, Sir, what am Affection's edge iu me ; were she as rouge 1, Sir, that I should knock you here, Sir? As are the swelling Adriatic seas :

Pet. Villain, I say, knock me at this gate, | come to wive it wealthily in Padua ; And rap me well, or P'll knock your knave's if wealthily, then bappily in Padua. pate.

Gru. Nay, look you, Sir, he tells you eady Gru. My master is grown quarrelsone : what bis mind is : Why, give him gold eaga should knock you first,

and marry him to a puppet, or an agiet-babes And then I know after who comes by the worst. or an old trot with ne'er a tooth ia bez bead, Pet. Will it not be ?

though she bave as many diseases as tv an 'Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock, 1'11 wring it; fifty borses : why nothing comes albiss, so ay I'll trý how you can sol, fa, and sing it.

comes withal. (He wrings GRUMIO by the ears. Hor. Petruchio, since we have stepp'd thus Gru. Help, masters, help! iny master is

far in, mad.

I will continue that I broach'd in jest. Pet. Now, knock when I bid you : sirrab ! ! can, Petrucbio, help thee to a wise villain !

With wealth enough, and young, and beants

ous ;
Enter HortenSTO.

Brought up, as best comes a gentlewoman :
Hor. How now! what's the matter - My old Her only fanlt (and that is faults enough)
friend Grumio! and my good friend Petruchio! 15,--that she is intolerably cursi,
-How do you all at Verona!

And shrewd, and froward; so beyond an me Pet. Signior Hortensio, come you to part the That were my state far worser than it is, fray !

I would not wed ber for a mine of gold. Con tutto il core bene trovato, may I say. Pet. Hortensio, peace; thou aor 'st sot Aor. Alla nostra casa, bene venuto,

gold's effect: Molto honorato signor mio Petruchio. Tell me her father's name, and 'tis enough, Rise, Grumnio, rise; we will compound this quarrel.

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Things. • Observed.

A small image on the tag of lace.

For I will board her, though she cbide as loud I promis'd to enquire carefully
A. thunder when the clouds in autumn crack. About a scoolmaster for fair Bianca :
Hor. Her father is Baptista Minola,

And, by good fortune, 1 bave lighted well
An affable and courteous gentleman :

Ou this young man; for learning, and beHer name is Katharina Minola,

haviour, Renowa'd in Padua for ber scolding tongne. Fit for her turn; well read in poetry, Pet. I know her father, though I know not And other books,-good ones, I warrant you. her :

Hor. 'Tis well : and I have met a gentleman, And he knew my deceased father well :

Hath proinis'd me to belp me to anotber,
I will not sleep, Hortensio, till I see her ; A fine musician to instruct our mistress :
And therefore let me be thus bold with you, So shall I no whit be behind in duty
To give you over at this first encounter,

To fair Bianca, so belov'd of me.
Unless you will accompany me thither.

Gre. Belov'd of me,--and that my deeds Gru. I pray you, Sir, let him go while the

shall prove: humour lasts. O my word, an she knew him Gru. And that his bags shall prove. (A side. as well as I do, she would think scolding Hor. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our would do little good upon him : She may, per- Listen to me, and if you speak me fair, (love : haps, call biin half a score knaves, or so: wby, I'll tell you news indifferent good for either. that's nothing; an he begin once, he'll railin Here is a gentleman, whom by chance I met, bis rope-tricks. I'll tell you what, Sir,-an Upon agreement from us lo his liking, sbe stand + him but a little, he will throw a Will undertake to woo curst Katharine ; figure in her face, and so disfigure her with it, Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. that she shall bave no more eyes to see withal Gre. So said, so done, is well ;than a cat : You know him not, Sir.

Hortensio, bave you told him all ber faults Hor. Tarry, Petrucbio, I must go with thee; Pet. I know, she is an irksome brawling For in Baptista's keep i my treasure is :

scold; He hath the jewel of my life in hold,

If that be all, masters, I hear no harm. His youngest daughter, beautiful Bianca ;

Gre. No, say'st me so, friend! What coun. And her withbulds from me, and other more

tryman? Suitors to her, and rivals in my love :

Pet. Born in Verono, old Antonio's son : Supposing it a thing impossible,

My father dead, my fortuve lives for me; (For those defects i bave before rehears'],) And I do hope good days, and long, to see. That ever Katharina will be wou'd,

Gre. O sir, such a' life, with such a wife, Tberefore this order 5 hath Baptista ta'el ;

were strange!: That none shall have access unto Bianca, But, if you have a stomach, to't o'God's name; Till Katbarine the curst bave got a husband. You shall bave me assisting you iu all. Gru. Katharine the curst!

But will you woo this wild cat ? A title for a maid, of all titles the worst.

Pet. Will I live! Hor. Now shall my friend Petruchio do me Gru. Will he woo ber? ay, or I'll hang her. grace ;

(A side. And offer me, disguis'd in sober robes,

Pet. Why came i bither but to that intenti To old Baptista as a schoolmaster

Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears I Well seen || in music, to instruct Bianca :

Have I not in my time heard lious roar! That so I may by this device at least,

Have I not beard the sea, putt'd up witb winds Have leave and leisure to make love to her, Rage like an angry boar, chared with sweat? And, unsuspected, court her by herself.

Have ( pot heard great ordnance in the field, Enter GREMIO ; with him LUCENTIO disguised, Have I not io a pitched battle heard

And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies? with books under his ar n.

Loud 'larums, neigbing steeds, and trumpets' Gru. Here's no knavery! See ; to begnile

clang? the old folks, how the young folks lay their And do you tell me of a woman's tongue ; beads together! Master, master, look about That gives not half so great a blow to the ear, you : Who goes there ! ha!

As will a chesny! in a farmer': Bre?
Hor. Peace, Grumio; 'tis the rival of my Tush ! tush ! fear boys with bugs."
Petruchio, stand by a while.
(love :- Gru. For he fears tone.

(Aside. Gru. A proper stripling, and an amorons ! Gre. Hortensio, bark !

(They retire. This gentleman is happily arriv'd, (your's. Gre. O very well ; I have perus'd tbe vote. My mind presumes, for his own food, and Hark you, Sir ; I'll have them very fairly Hor. I promis'd, we would be contributors, bound :

And bear bis cbarge of wooing, whatsoe'er. All books of love, see that at any band ; ?

Gre. And so we will; provided, that be win And see you read no other lectures to ber :

ber. You understand me :-Over and beside

Gru. I would, I were as sure of a good diu. Signior Baptista's liberality, (too,

(Aside. I'li mend it with a largess : -- Take your papers And let me have them very well persun'a'; Enter TRANIO, brarely apparelled ; and For she is sweeter than perfume itsell,

BIONDELLO. To whom they go. What will you read to her! Tra. Gentlemen, God save you! If I may be Luc. Whate'er I read to ber, I'll plead for

bold, you,

Tell me, I beseech you, wbich is the readiest way As for my patron, (stand you so assured)

To the house of signtor Baptista Minula! As firmly as yourself were still in place :

Gre. He that has the two fair daughters :-is't Yea, and perhaps) with more successful words (A side to TRANTO.) he you mean? Than you, unless you were a scholar, Sir.

Tra. Even he. Biondello ! Gre. O this learning ! what a thing it is! Gre. Hark you, Sir; You mean not ber to-Gru. O this woodcuck! what an ass it is! Tra. Perhaps, him and ber, Sir; What bave Pet. Peace, sirrah.

you to do! Hor. Grumio, muun !

-God save you, siguior Pet. Not her that cbides, Sir, at any band, 1 Gremio !

pray. Gre. And you're well met, signior Horten. Tra. I love no chiders, Sir :-Biondello, let's sio. Trow yoll,

away. Whither I am going-To Baptista Minola. Luc. Well begun), Tranio.

[Aside.

Hor. Si, a word ere you go :• Abusive language + Witbstand. 1 Cudods. * Three measures. I Versed.

Raie. * Present.

• Fright boys with bug bears

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