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Luc. Sir, give him head; I know he'll
prove a jade.
Pet. Hortensio, to what end are all these
Hor. Sir, let me be so bold as to ask you,
Did you yet ever see Baptista's daughter?
Tra. No, sir; but hear I do, that he hath
The one as famous for a scolding tongue, [two;
As is the other for beauteous modesty. [by.
Pet. Sir, sir, the first's for me; let her go
Gre. Yea, leave that labour to great Her.
And let it be more than Alcides' twelve. [cules;
Pet. Sir, understand you this of me, in-

The youngest daughter, whom you hearken for,
Her father keeps from all access of suitors;
And will not promise her to any man,
Until the elder sister first be wed:
The younger then is free, and not before.
Tra. If it be so, sir, that you are the man


SCENE I. The same. A Room in Baptista's House.

Enter KATHARINA and BIANCA. Bian. Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong yourself,

To make a bondmaid and a slave of me;
That I disdain: but for these other gawds,
Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself,
Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat;
Or, what you will command me, will I do,
So well I know my duty to my elders.
Kath. Of all thy suitors, here I charge
thee, tell
Whom thou lovest best: see thou dissemble
Bian. Believe me, sister, of all the men
I never yet beheld that special face [alive,
Which I could fancy more than any other.
Kath. Minion, thou liest; Is't not Hortensio?
Bian. If you affect ý him, sister, here I


I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have
Kath. O then, belike, you fancy riches
You will have Gremio to keep you fair. [more;
Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so?
Nay, then you jest; and now I well perceive,
You have but jested with me all this while :
I pr'ythee, sister Kate, untie my hands.
Kath. If that be jest, then all the rest was
[Strikes her.
Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows
this insolence?-


Bianca, stand aside;-poor girl! she weeps:-
Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her.-
For shame, thou hilding || of a devilish spirit,
Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong


When did she cross thee with a bitter word?
Kath. Her silence flouts me, and I'll be re-
[Flies after BIANCA.
Bap. What, in my sight?-Bianca, get thee


Must stead us all, and me among the rest;
An if you break the ice, and do this feat,-
Achieve the elder, set the younger free [her,
For our access,-whose hap shall be to have
Will not so graceless be, to be ingrate. [ceive;
Hor. Sir, you say well, and well you do con-
And since you do profess to be a suitor,
You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman,
To whom we all rest generally beholden.
Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack: in sign


Please ye we may contrive this afternoon,
And quaff carouses to our mistress' health;
And do as adversaries do in law,—
Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
Gru. Bion. O excellent motion! Fellowst,

let's begone.
Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it
Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto.[Exeunt.


Kath. Will you not suffer me? Nay, now
I see,
She is your treasure, she must have a hus-
I must dance bare-foot on her wedding-day,
And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell.
Talk not to me; I will go sit and weep,
Till I can find occasion of revenge.

Bap. Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I?
But who comes here?
Enter GREMIO, with LUCENTIO in the habit
of a mean man; PETRUCHIO, with HOR-
TENSIO as a Musician; and TRANIO, with
BIONDELLO bearing a lute and books.
Gre. Good-morrow, neighbour Baptista.
Bap. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio:
God save you, gentlemen!

Pet. And you, good sir! Pray, have you
not a daughter

Call'd Katharina, fair, and virtuous?
Bap. I have a daughter, sir, call'd Katharina.
Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly.
Pet. You wrong me, signior Gremio; give
I am a gentleman of Verona, sir, [me leave.-
That,-hearing of her beauty, and her wit,
Her affability, and bashful modesty,
Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour,—
Am bold to show myself a forward guest
Within your house, to make mine eye the wit
Of that report which I so oft have heard. [ness
And, for an entrance to my entertainment,
I do present you with a man of mine,

[Presenting HORTENSIO.
Cunning in music, and the mathematics,
To instruct her fully in those sciences,
Whereof, I know, she is not ignorant:
Accept of him, or else you do me wrong;
His name is Licio, born in Mantua.

Bap. You're welcome, sir; and he, for
your good sake:

But for my daughter Katharine,-this I know,
She is not for your turn, the more my grief,
Pet. I see you do not mean to part with her;

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Which I have better'd rather than decreased:
Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love,
What dowry shall I have with her to wife?
Bap. After my death, the one half of my

And, in possession, twenty thousand crowns.
Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of
Her widowhood,-be it that she survive me,-
In all my lands and leases whatsoever :
Let specialties be therefore drawn between us,
That covenants may be kept on either hand.
Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well

Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, pray, Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too: Baccare! you are marvellous forward. Pet. O, pardon me, signior Gremio; I would fain be doing. [your wooing.Gre. I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse This is, her love; for that is all in all. [father, Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, sure of it. To express the like kindness my-I am as peremptory as she proud-minded; self, that have been more kindly beholden to And where two raging fires meet together, you than any, I freely give unto you this They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: young scholar, [Presenting LUCENTIO.] that Though little fire grows great with little wind, hath been long studying at Rheims; as cun-Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all: ning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as So I to her, and so she yields to me; the other in music and mathematics: his name For I am rough, and woo not like a babe. is Cambio; pray, accept his service. Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be

Bap. A thousand thanks, signior Gremio: welcome, good Cambio.-But, gentle sir, [To TRANIO.] methinks, you walk like a stranger; May I be so bold to know the cause of your coming?

Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine
That, being a stranger in this city here, [own;
Do make myself a suitor to your daughter,
Unto Bianca, fair, and virtuous.

Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me,
In the preferment of the eldest sister:
This liberty is all that I request,—
That, upon knowledge of my parentage,
I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo,
And free access and favour as the rest.
And, toward the education of your daughters,
I here bestow a simple instrument, [books:
And this small packet of Greek and Latin
If you accept them, then their worth is great.
Bap. Lucentio is your name? of whence,
I pray?

Tra. Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio.
Bap. A mighty man of Pisa; by report
I know him well: you are very welcome, sir.
Take you [To HOR.] the lute, and you [To
Luc.] the set of books,

You shall go see your pupils presently.
Holla, within!

Sirrah, lead

Enter a Servant.

These gentlemen to my daughters; and tell
them both,
These are their tutors; bid them use them
[Exit Servant, with HORTENSIO, LUCEN-

We will go walk a little in the orchard,
And then to dinner: You are passing welcome,
And so I pray you all to think yourselves.

Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh
And every day I cannot come to woo. [haste.
You knew my father well; and in him, me,
Left solely heir to all his lands and goods,

A proverbial exclamation then in use.

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look so pale?

Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. Bap. What, will my daughter prove a good musician?

Hor. I think, she'll sooner prove a soldier; Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. Bap. Why, then thou canst not break her to the lute? [to me. Hor. Why, no; for she hath broke the lute I did but tell her, she mistook her frets t, And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering; When, with a most impatient devilish spirit, Frets, call you these? quoth she: I'll fume with them:


And, with that word, she struck me on the
And through the instrument my pate made
And there I stood amazed for a while, [way;
As on a pillory, looking through the lute:
While she did call me,-rascal fiddler, [terms,
And-twangling Jack; with twenty such vile
As she had studied to misuse me so. [wench;

Pet. Now, by the world it is a lusty
I love her ten times more than e'er I did:
O, how I long to have some chat with her!
Bap. Well, go with me, and be not so dis-

Proceed in practice with my younger daughter;
She's apt to learn,and thankful for good turns.-
Signior Petruchio, will you go with us;
Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you?
Pet. I pray you do; I will attend her here,-

And woo her with some spirit when she comes
Say, that she rail; Why, then I'll tell her plain,

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She sings as sweetly as a nightingale: [clear]
Say, that she frown; I'll say, she looks as
As morning roses newly wash'd with dew:
Say, she be mute, and will not speak a word;
Then I'll commend her volubility

And say she nttereth piercing eloquence:
If she do bid me pack, I'll give her thanks,
As though she bid me stay by her a week;
R If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day [ried:-
When I shall ask the banns, and when be mar-
But here she comes; and now, Petruchio,
Good-morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I
hear do sol it! [hard of hearing;
Kath. Well have you heard, but something
They call me Katharine, that do talk of me.
Pet. You lie, in faith; for you are call'd
plain Kate,



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But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom,
Kate of Kate-Hall, my super-dainty Kate,
For dainties are all cates: and therefore, Kate,
Take, this of me, Kate of my consolation;
Hearing thy mildness praised in every town,
Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded,
(Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs,)
Myself an moved to woo thee for my wife.
Kath. Moved! in good time: let him that
moved you hither, di

Remove you hence: I knew you at the first,
You were a moveable.


Why, what's a moveable? Kath. A 9 49 Pet. Thou hast hit it; come, sit on me. Kath. Asses are made to bear, and so are you of mid di buma [you. Pet. Women are made to bear, and so are Kath. No such jade, sir, as you, if me you mean. 1.k1 [thee: Pet. Alas, good, Kate! I will not burden For, knowing thee to be but young and light,+ Kath. Too light for such a swain as you to catchs.

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Pet. I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again. Kath. So may you lose your arms:

If you strike me, you are no gentleman;
Aud if no gentleman, why, then no arms.
Pet. A herald, Kate? O, put me in thy books.
Kath. What is your crest? à coxcomb?
Pet. A combless cock, so Kate will be my
[a craven.
Kath. No cock of mine, you crow too like
Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not
look so sour.

Kath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab.
Pet. Why, here's no crab; and therefore
Kath. There is, there is. [look not sour.
Pet. Then show it me.

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Had I a glass, I would. Pet. What, you mean my face? Kath. Well aim'd oft such a young one. Pet. Now, by Saint George, I am too young Kath. Yet you are wither'd. [for you. 'Tis with cares.

I care not.

Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth, you

'scape not so.

Kath. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go. Pet. No, not a whit; I find you passing gentle. [sullen, 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and And now I find report a very liar; For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteons; [flowers: But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance,

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Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will ;
Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk;
But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers,
With gentle conference, soft and affable. [limp?
Why, does the world report, that Kate doth
O slanderous world! Kate, like the hazel-twig,
Is straight, and slender; and as brown in hue
As házel nuts, and sweeter than the kernels.
O,, let me see thee walk: thou dost not halt.
Kath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st


Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove, As Kate this chamber with her princely gait? O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate; [ful! And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportKath. Where did you study all this goodly speech?

Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit. Kath. A witty mother witless else her son. Pet. Am I not wise?

Kath. Toide Yes; keep you warm. Pet. Marry, so I mean,sweet Katharine in thy bed:

And therefore, setting all this chat aside, Thus in plain terms: Your father hath con. 6 sented bas. 4 [on; That you shall be my wife; your dowry 'greed And, will you, mill you, I will marry you. Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn; For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, (Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well)amest ona ozvi brs oir

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Thou must be married to no man but me:
For I am he, am born to tame
And bring you from a wild cat to a Kate
Conformable, as other honsehold Kates.
Here comes your father; never make denial,
I must and will have Katharine to my wife.
Bap. Now,

Signior Petruchio: How speed you with
My daughter?

Pet. How but well, sir? how but well?
It were impossible, I should speed amiss.
Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine?
in your dumps?
[mise you,
Kath. Call you me, daughter? now I pro-
You have show'd a tender fatherly regard,
To wish me wed to one half lunatic;
A mad-cap ruffian, and a swearing Jack,
That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.
Pet. Father, 'tis thus,-yourself and all the

That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her;
If she be curst it is for policy:

For she's not froward, but modest as the dove;
She is not hot, but temperate as the morn;
For patience she will prove a second Grissel;
And Roman Lucrece for her chastity: [ther,
And to conclude, we have 'greed so well toge-
That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.
Kath. I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first.
Gre. Hark, Petruchio! she says, she'll see
thee hang'd first.

Tra. Is this your speeding? nay, then, good night our part!

Pet. Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for myself;

If she and I be pleased, what's that to you?
'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone,
That she shall still be curst in company.
I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe
How much she loves me: 0, the kindest Kate!
She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss
She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath,
That in a twink she won me to her love.
O, you are novices! 'tis a world to seet,
How tame, when men and women are alone,
A meacock wretch can make the curstest

Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice,
To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day:-
Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests;
I will be sure, my Katharine shall be fine.
Bap. I know not what to say: but give me
your hands;


God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match. Gre. Tra. Amen, say we; we will be wit[adieu; Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, I will to Venice, Sunday comes apace:→→→→→→! We will have rings, and things, and fine array; And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o’Sunday. [Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINE, Severally. Gre. Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly?

Bap. Faith, gentlemen, now I play a mer chant's part,

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And venture madly on a desperate mart.
Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you:
'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas.
Bup. The gain 1 seek is quiet in the match.
Gre. No doubt, but he hath got a quiet catch.
But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter;-
Now is the day we long have looked for;
I am your neighbour, and was suitor first.

Tra. And I am one, that love Bianca more Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess. [dear as I. Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love so Tra. Grey-beard! thy love doth freeze. Gre. But thine doth fry. Skipper, stand back; 'tis age, that nourisheth. Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes, that flou [pound this strife:


Bap. Content you, gentlemen; I'll com 'Tis deeds, must win the prize; and he, of both, That can assure my daughter greatest dower, Shall have Bianca's love.

Say, signior Gremio, what can you assure her? Gre. First, as you know, my house within

the city

Is richly furnished with plate and gold;
Basons, and ewers, to lave her dainty hands;
My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry:
In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns;
In cypress chests my arras, counterpoints,
Costly apparel, tents, and canopies,
Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl,
Valance of Venice gold in needle-work,
Pewter and brass, and all things that belong
To house, or housekeeping: then, at my farm,
I have a hundred milch kine to the pail,
Sixscore fat oxen standing in my stalls,
And all things answerable to this portion.
Myself am struck in years, I must confess;
And, if I die to-morrow, this is hers,
If, whilst I live, she will be only mine.

Tra. That, only, came well in-Sir, list
I am my father's heir, and only son: [to me,
If I may have your daughter to my wife,
I'll leave her houses three or four as good,
Within rich Pisa walls, as any one
Old signior Gremio has in Padua ;
Besides two thousand ducats by the year,
Of fruitful land, all which shall be her join

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And she can have no more than all I have ;If you like me, she shall have me and mine. Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the world,

By your firm promise; Gremio is out-vied. Bup. I must confess, your offer is the best; And, let your father make her the assurance, She is your own; else, you must pardon me: If you should die before him, where's her dower?

Tra. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young. Gre. And may not young men die, as well Bap. Well, gentlemen, fas old? I am thus resolved:--On Sunday next you know, My daughter Katharine is to be married : Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca Be bride to you, if you make this assurance; If not, to signior Gremio:

And so I take my leave, and thank you both. [Exit. [fool

Gre. Adieu, good neighbour.-Now I fear thee not;

Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a
To give thee all, and, in his waning age,
Set foot under thy table: Tut! a toy!
An old Italian fox is not so kind,my boy. [Exit.
Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd
Yet I have faced it with a card of ten. [hide!
'Tis in my head to do my master good:-
I see no reason, but supposed Lucentio
Must get a father, called-supposed Vincentio ;
And that's a wonder: fathers, commonly,
Do get their children; but, in this case of

A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my


SCENE I. A Room in Baptista's House, Enter LUCENTIO, HORTENSIO, and BIANCA. Luc. Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, sir:

Have you so soon forgot the entertainment
Her sister Katharine welcomed you withal?
Hor. But, wrangling pedant, this is
The patroness of heavenly harmony:
Then give me leave to have prerogative;
And when in music we have spent an hour,
Your lecture shall have leisure for as much.
Luc. Preposterous ass! that never read so

To know the cause why music was ordain'd!
Was it not, to refresh the mind of man,
After his studies, or his usual pain?
Then give me leave to read philosophy,
And, while I pause, serve in your harmony.
Hor. Sirrah, I will not bear these braves
of thine.
Bian. Why, gentlemen, you do me double
To strive for that which resteth in my choice:
I am no breeching scholart in the schools;
I'll not be tied to hours, nor 'pointed times,
But learn my lessons as I please myself.
And, to cut off all strife, here sit we down
Take you your instrument, play you the whites;
His lecture will be done, ere you have tuned.
Hor. You'll leave his lecture when I am in

tune? [To BIANCA.-HOR. retires. Luc. That will be never;-tune your inBian. Where left we last? [strument. Luc. Here, madam:

Hac ibat Simois; hic est Sigeia tellus;

Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis.
Bian. Construe them.

Luc. Hac ibat, as I told you before,-Simois, I am Lucentio, hic est, son unto Vincentio of Pisa,Sigeia tellus, disguised thus to get your love:-Hic steterat, and that Lucentio that comes a-wooing,-Priami, is my man Tranio,-regia, bearing my port,-1

The highest card.

celsa senis, that we might beguile the old pantaloon. Hor. Madam, my instrument's in tune. [Returning. Bian. Let's hear;- [HORTENSIO plays. O fie? the treble jars.

Luc. Spit in the hole, man, and tune again. Bian. Now let me see if I can construe it : Hac ibat Simois, I know you not; hic est Sigeia tellus, I trust you not ;-Hic steterat Priqmi, take heed he hear us not;-regia, presume not;-celsa senis, despair not. Hor. Madam, 'tis now in tune.


All but the base. Hor. The base is right; 'tis the base knave

that jars.

How fiery and forward our pedant is!
Now, for my life, the knave doth court my
Pedascules, I'll watch you better yet. [love:

Bian. In time I may believe, yet I mistrust. Luc. Mistrust it not; for, sure, acides Was Ajax,-call'd so from his grandfather. Bian. I must believe my master; else I

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Luc. Are you so formal, sir? well, I must wait, And watch withal; for, but I be deceived, Our fine musician groweth amorous. [Aside. Hor. Madam, before you touch the instru To learn the order of my fingering, I must begin with rudiments of art; To teach you gamut in a briefer sort, More pleasant, pithy, and effectual, Than hath been taught by any of my trade.: And there it is in writing, fairly drawn. Bian. Why, I am past my gamut long ago. Hor. Yet read the gamut of Hortensio.

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