Till you have done your business in the city : Ped. O, sir, I do; and will repute you ever Tra. Then go with me, to make the matter good. This, by the way, I let you understand ; · My father is here look'd for every day, To pass assurance of a dower in marriage 'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here: In all these circumstances I'll instruct you: Go with me, sir, to clothe you as becomes you. - As who should say, if I should sleep, or eat, Kath. I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me. rest. 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. Kath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave, [Beats him. That feed'st me with the very name of meat : Sorrow on thee, and all the pack of you, That triumph thus upon my misery! Go, get thee gone, I say. Enter PETRUCHIO, with a dish of meat; and HORTENSIO. Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all amort? Hor. Mistress, what cheer? 'Faith, as cold as can be. Pet. Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully upon Kath. 'Pray you, let it stand. Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks; And so shall mine, before you touch the meat. Kath. I thank you, sir. Hor. Signior Petruchio, fye! you are to blame! Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company. Pet. Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lov'st me.— [Aside. Much good do it unto thy gentle heart! With silken coats, and caps, and golden rings, speak; ; And speak I will; I am no child, no babe: Pet. Thy gown? why, ay;-Come, tailor, let us see't. O mercy, God! what masking stuff is here? Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be remember'd, I did not bid you mar it to the time. Go, hop me over every kennel home, able: Belike, you mean to make a puppet of me. Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet | Take no unkindness of his hasty words: of thee. Tai. She says, your worship means to make a puppet of her. Pet. O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread, Thou thimble, Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail, Grumio gave order how it should be done. Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the stuff. Gru. Face not me: thou hast braved many men; brave not me; I will neither be faced nor braved. I say unto thee, I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest. Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify. Pet. Read it. Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I said so. Tai. Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown: Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said, a gown. Pet. Proceed. Tai. With a small compassed cape; Ta. With a trunk sleeve; Gru. I confess two sleeves. Tai. The sleeves curiously cut. Gru. Error i'the bill, sir; error i'the bill. I commanded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed up again and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble. : Tai. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in place where, thou should'st know it. Gru. I am for thee straight: take thou the bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me. Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no odds. Pet. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me. Gru. You are i'the right, sir; 'tis for my mis Away, I say; commend me to thy master. [Exit Tailor. Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's, Even in these honest mean habiliments; sun. Before Baptista's House. Enter TRANIO, and the Pedant dressed like VIN Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista? Bion. I told him, that your father was at Venice; And that you look'd for him this day in Padua. Tra. Thou'rt a tall fellow; hold thee that to drink. Here comes Baptista: set your countenance, sir. Enter BAPTISTA and LUCENTIO. Signior Baptista, you are happily met: -Sir, [to the Pedant.] This is the gentleman I told you of: I pray you, stand good father to ine now, Ped. Soft, son! Sir, by your leave, having come to Padua Of love between your daughter and himself : - Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say; Your plainness, and your shortness, please me well. Right true it is, your son Lucentio here Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him, Or both dissemble deeply their affections: And, therefore, if you say no more than this, That like a father you will deal with him, And pass my daughter a sufficient dower, The match is fully made, and all is done : Your son shall have my daughter with consent. 4 Tra. I thank you, sir. Where then do you know best, We be affied; and such assurance ta'en, Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio; for, you know, Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, sir : There doth my father lie; and there, this night, We'll pass the business privately and well: Send for your daughter by your servant here, My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently. The worst is this, that, at so slender warning, You're like to have a thin and slender pittance. Bap. It likes me well: - Cambio, hie you home, And bid Bianca make her ready straight; And, if you will, tell what hath happened: Lucentio's father is arriv'd in Padua, And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife. Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my heart! Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer; Come, sir; we'll better it in Pisa. Bap. I follow you. [Exeunt TRANIO, Pedant, and BAPTISTA. Bion. Cambio. Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello? Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon you? Luc. Biondello, what of that? Bion. 'Faith nothing; but he has left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens. Luc. I pray thee, moralize them. Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the deceiving father of a deceitful son. Luc. And what of him? Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper. Luc. And then? Bion. The old priest at Saint Luke's church is at your command at all hours. Luc. And what of all this? Bion. I cannot tell: except they are busied Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an afternoon 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 appendix. [Erit. Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented: She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt ? Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her; It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. [Exit. But sun it is not, when you say it is not; Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won. Pet. Well, forward, forward: thus the bow' should run, And not unluckily against the bias. Enter VINCENTIO, in a travelling dress. Good morrow, gentle mistress: Where away? [To VINCENTIO. Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and Whither away; or where is thy abode? Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd; Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and, withal, make Which way thou travellest: if along with us, Vin. Fair sir, and you my merry mistress, That with your strange encounter much amaz'd me; My name is call'd-Vincentio: my dwelling Pisa; And bound I am to Padua; there to visit Pet. What is his name? Lucentio, gentle s Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son. Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure, Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is. Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. [Erit. ACT V. 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 soon as I can. [Exeunt LUCENTIO, BIANCA, and BIONDELLO. Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while. Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, VINCENTIO, and Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house, Vin. You shall not choose but drink before you go; I think, I shall command your welcome here, [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? Bion. I have seen them in the church together; 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 notorious villain, didst thou never see thy master's father, Vincentio? Biom. What, my old, worshipful old master? yes, Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken | marry, sir; see where he looks out of the window. withal. 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. 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. Pe. Pr'ythee, 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? 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 sail-maker 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 duke's name: O, 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 forthcoming. Vin. Carry me to the gaol! Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison. Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio ; say, he shall go to prison. Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you be coney-catched in this business; dare swear, this is the right Vincentio. Ped. Swear, if thou darest. Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Lucentio. Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucentio. Bap. Away with the dotard; to the gaol with him. Vin. Thus strangers may be haled and abus'd. O monstrous villain ! ---- Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio? Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentie. 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 arriv'd 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 nave 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 villainy! [Exit. [Exeunt. SCENE II. A Room in Lucentio's House. A Banquet set out. Enter BAPTISTA, 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 self-same kindness welcome thine: Brother Petruchio, sister Katharina, — And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving wid ow,— 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 Petruchio. Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind. Hor. For both our sakes I would that word were true. Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow Wid. Then never trust me if I be afeard. Pet. You are sensible, and yet you miss my sense; I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you. Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turne round. |