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figure in her face, and so disfigure her with it, that Gre. Belov'd of me,-and that my deeds shall she shall have no more eyes to see withal than a cat:

prove. You know him not, sir.

Gru. And that his bags shall prove. [ Aside Hor. Tarry, Petrachio, I must go with thee; Hor. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our love: For in Baptista's keep my treasure is:

Listen to me, and if you speak me fair, He hath the jewel of my life in hold,

I'll tell you news indifferent good for either. His youngest daughter, beautiful Bianca;

Here is a gentleman, whom by chance I met, And her withholds from me, and other more Upon agreement from us to his liking, Suitors to her, and rivals in my love:

Will undertake to woo curst Katharine; Supposing it a thing impossible,

Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. (For those defects I have before rehears'd,)

Gre. So said, so done, is well: That ever Katharina will be woo'd;

Hortensio, have you told him all her faults: Therefore this order hath Baptista ta'en :

Pet. I know; she is an irksome brawling scold; That none shall have access unto Bianca,

If that be all, masters, I hear no harm. Till Katharine the curst have got a husband. Gre. No, say’st me so, friend? What country Gru. Katharine the curst!

man? A title for a maid, of all titles the worst.

Pet. Born in Verona, old Antonio's son: Hor. Now shall my friend Petruchio do me grace; My father dead, my fortune lives for me; And offer me, disguis'd in sober robes,

And I do hope good days, and long, to sce. To old Baptista as a schoolmaster

Gre. 0, sir, such a life, with such a wife, were Well seen' in music, to instruct Bianca:

strange: That so I may by this device, at least,

But, if you have a stomach, to't, o' God's name;
Have leave and leisure to make love to her, You shall have me assisting you in all.
And, unsuspected, court her by herself.

But will you woo this wild-cat?
Pet.

Will I live? Enter GREM10; with him Lucentio, disguised, with books under his arm.

Gru. Will he woo her? ay, or I'll hang her.

[Asida Gru. Here's no knavery! See; to beguile the Pet. Why came I hither, but to that intent? old folks, how the young folks lay their heads to- Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears? gether! Master, master, look about you: Who Have I not in my time heard lions roar ? goes there? ha!

Have I not heard the sea, puff'd up with winds. Hor. Peace, Grumio; 'tis the rival of my love :- Rage like an angry boar, chafed with sweat ? Petruchio, stand by a while.

Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, Gru. A proper stripling, and an amorous!

And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies?

[They retire. Have I not in a pitched battle heard Gre. O, very well; I have perused the note. Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang ? Hark you, sir; I'll have them very fairly bound: And do you tell me of a woman's tongue; All books of love, see that at any hand;

That gives not half so great a blow to the ear, And see you read no other lectures to her; As will a chestnut in a farmer's fire? You understand me:-over and beside

Tush! tush! fear boys with bugs." Signior Baptista's liberality,

Gru.

For he fears none, I'll mend it with a largess:- Take your papers too,

[Aside. And let me have them very well perfum'd;

Gre. Hortensio, hark! For she is sweeter than perfume itself,

This gentleman is happily arriv'd, To whom they go. What will you read to her? My mind presumes, for his own good, and ours.

Luc. Whate'er I read to her, I'll plead for you, Hur. I promis'd we would be contributors, As for my patron, (stand you so assur'd,)

And bear his charge of wooing, whatsoe'er. As firmly as yourself were still in place;

Gre. And so we will; provided, that he win her. Yea, and (perhaps) with more successful words Gru. I would, I were as sure of a good dinner. Than you, unless you were a scholar, sir.

[Aside. Gre. O this learning! what a thing it is! Gru. O this woodcock! what an ass it is!

Enter Tranio, bravely apparelld; and Pet. Peace, sirrah.

BIONDELLO. Hor. Grumio, mum!-Save you, signior Gre- Tra. Gentlemen, God save you! If I may be bold, mio!

Tell me, I beseech you, which is the readiest way Gre. And you're well met, signior Hortensio. To the house of signior Baptista Minola ?

Gre. He that has the two fair daughters :-ist Whither I am going ?-To Baptista Minola. [Aside to Tranio.] he you mean? I promis'd to enquire carefully

Tra. Even he. Biondello! About a schoolmaster for fair Bianca:

Gre. Hark you, sir; You mean not her toAnd, by good fortune, I have lighted well

Tra. Perhaps, him and her, sir; What have you On this young man: for learning, and behavior,

to do Fit for her turn; well read in poetry,

Pet. Not her that chides, sir, at any hand, I pray And other books,-good ones, I warrant you. Tra. I love no chiders, sir:-Biondello, let's Hor. "Tis well: and I have met a gentleman,

away. Hath promis'd me to help me to another,

Luc. Well begun, Tranio.

[Aside. A fine musician, to instruct our mistress;

Hor. Sir, a word ere you go;So shall I no whit be behind in duty

Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea, ct not To fair Bianca, so belov'd of me.

Tra. An if I be, sir, is it any offence ?
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you hence.

Gre. No; if without more words, you will get Gre. Yea, leave that labor to great Hercules,

And let it be more than Alcides' twelve. Tra. Why, sir, I pray, are not the streets as free Pet. Sir, understand you this of me, in sooth;-. For me, as for you?

The youngest daughter, whom you hearken for,
Gre.
But so is not she.

Her father keeps from all access of suitors;
Tra. For what reason, I beseech you? And will not promise her to any man,
Gre. For this reason, if you'll know,-

Until the elder sister first be wed:
That she's the choice love of signior Gremio. The younger then is free, and not before.

Hor. That she's the chosen of signior Hortensio. Tra. If it be so, sir, that you are the man

Fra. Softly, my masters! if you be gentlemen, Must stead us all, and me among the rest; Do'me this right-hear me with patience. An if you break the ice, and do this feat, Baptista is a noble gentleman,

Achieve the elder, set the younger free To whom my father is not all unknown;

For our access --whose hap shall be to have her, And, were his daughter fairer than she is,

Will not so graceless be, to be ingrate. She may more suitors håve, and me for one. Hor. Sir, you say well, and well you do conFair Leda's daughter had a thousand wooers;

ceive; Then well one more may fair Bianca have: And since you do profess to be a suitor, And so she shall; Lucentio shall make one, You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman, Though Paris came, in hope to speed alone. To whom we all rest generally beholden.

Gre. What! this gentleman will out-talk us all. Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack: in sign whereof Luc. Sir, give him head; I know he'll prove a Please ye we may contrive this afternoon, jade.

And quaff carouses to our mistress' health; Pet. Hortensio, to what end are all these words'? And do as adversaries do in law,

Hor. Sir, let me be so bold as to ask you, Strive' mightily, but eat and drink as friends. Did you yet ever see Baptista's daughter?

Gru. Bion. O excellent motion! Fellows," let's Tra. No, sir; but hear I do, that he hath two; The one as famous for a scolding tongue,

Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it so; As is the other for beauteous modesty.

Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto. Pet. Sir, sir, the first's for me; let her go by.

[Exeunt

be gone.

ACT II.

SCENE I.-Å Room in Baptista's House. Kath. Her silence flouts me, and I'll be reveng'd. Enter KATARIYA ond BLANCA.

[Flies after Bianca.

Bap. What, in my sight?-Bianca, get thee in. Bian. Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong

[Exit BIANCA. l'o make a bondmail and a sluve of me: [yourself, Kath. Will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see, That I disdain ; but for these other gawds,'

She is your treasure, she must have a husband;
Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself, I must dance barefoot on her wedding-day,
Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat;

And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell.
Or, what you will command me, will I do, Talk not to me; I will go sit and weep,
So well I know my duty to iny elders.

Till I can find occasion of revenge.
Kath. Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell

[Exit KATHARINA. Whom thou lov'st best: see thou dissemble not.

Bap. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I? Bian. Believe me, sister, of all the men alive

But who comes here?
I never yet beheld that special face,
Which I could fancy more than any other.

Enter Gremio, with Lucentio in the habit of a Kath. Minion, thou liest; Is't not Hortensio? mean man; PETRUCHIO, with Hortensio as a Bian. If you affect' him, sister, here I swear,

musician; and TRANIO, with BIONDELLO bear. I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him. ing a lute and books.

Kath. O then, belike, you fancy riches more; Gre. Good-morrow, neighbor Baptista. You will have Gremio to keep you fair.

Bap. Good-morrow, neighbor Gremio: save you Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so? gentlemen! Nay, then you jest; and now I well perceive, Pet. And you, good sir! Pray, have you not a You have but jested with me all this while:

daughter I pr’ythee, sister Kate, untie my hands.

Callid Katharina, fair, and virtuous? Kath. If that be jest, then all the rest was so. Bap. I have a daughter, sir, callid Katha, ina.

[Strikes her. Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly. Enter BAPTISTA.

Pet. You wrong me, signior Gremio; give me

leave. Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence

grows
this

I
insolence?

am a gentleman of Verona, sir, Bianca, stand aside ;-poor girl! she weeps;

That,--hearing of her beauty, and her wit, Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her.

Her affability, and bashful modesty, For share, thou hilding of a devilish spirit,

Her wondrous qualities, and mild behavior,-. Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee? Am bold to show myself a forward guest

Within your house, to make mine eye the witness When did she cross thee with a bitter word? • Trifling ornaments. 1 Love. ? A worthless woman.

• Companions.

of that report which I so oft have heard. And then to dinner: You are passing welcome, And, for an entrance to my entertainment, And so I pray you all to think yourselves. I do present you with a man of mine,

Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh hasta, [Presenting HORTENSIO. And every day I cannot come to woo. Cunning in music, and the mathematics, You knew my father well; and in him, me, To instruct her fully in those sciences,

Left solely heir to all his lands and goods, Whereof, I know, she is not ignorant:

Which I have better'd rather than decreas'd: Accept of him, or else you do me wrong; Then tell me,-if I get your daughter's love, His name is Licio, born in Mantua.

What dowry shall I have with her to wife? Bap. You're welcome, sir; and he, for your good Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands: sake:

And, in possession, twenty thousand crowns. But for my daughter Katharine,—this I know, Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of She is not for your turn, the more my grief. Her widowhood,—be it that she survive me,

Pet. I see you do not mean to part with her; In all my lands and leases whatsoever: Or else you like not of my company.

Let specialities be therefore drawn between us, Bap. Mistake me not, I speak but as I find. That covenants may be kept on either hand. Whence are you, sir ? what may I call your name? Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well obtain’d,

Pet. Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son, This is,-her love; for that is all in all. A man well known throughout all Italy.

Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father, Bap. I know him well: you are welcome for his I am as peremptory as she proud-minded; sake.

And where two raging fires meet together, Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: Let us that are poor petitioners, speak too: Though little fire grows great with little wind, Baccare!' you are marvellous forward.

Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all: Pet. 0, pardon me, signior Gremio; I would fain So I to her, and so she yields to me; be doing.

For I am rough, and woo not like a babe. Gre. I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be thy wooing.

speed! Neighbor, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of But be thou arm’d for some unhappy words. it. To express the like kindness myself, that have Pet. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for been more kindly beholden to you than any, I freely

winds, give unto you this young scholar [Presenting Lu- That shake not, though they blow perpetually. CENTIO.] that hath been long studying at Rheims: as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages,

Re-enter HORTENSIO, with his head broken. as the other in music and mathematics: his name Bap. How now, my friend? why dost thou look is Cambio; pray, accept his service.

so pale ? Bap. A thousand thanks, signior Gremio: wel- Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. come, good Cambio.-But, gentle sir, [To Tra- Bap. What, will my daughter prove a good muN10.] methinks you walk like a stranger; May I

sician? be so bold to know the cause of your coming ?

Hor. I think she'll sooner prove a soldier; Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own; Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. That, being a stranger in this city here,

Bap. Why, then thou canst not break her to the Do make myself a suitor to your daughter,

lute? Unto Bianca, fair, and virtuous.

Hor. Why, no; for she hath broke the lute to me. Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me,

I did but tell her, she mistook her frets, In the preferment of the eldest sister:

And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering; This liberty is all that I request,

When, with a most impatient devilish spirit, That, upon knowledge of my parentage,

Frets, call you these? quoth she: I'll fume with I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo,

them: And free access and favor as the rest.

And, with that word, she struck me on the head, And, toward the education of your daughters, And through the instrument my pate made way; I here bestow a simple instrument,

And there I stood amazed for a while, And this small packet of Greek and Latin books: As on a pillory, looking through the lute If you accept them, then their worth is great. While she did call me-rascal fiddler,

Bup. Lucentio is your name? of whence, I pray? And—twangling Jack; with twenty such vile terms, Tra. Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio.

As she had studied to inisuse me so. Bup. A mighty man of Pisa; by report

Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; I know him well: you are very welcome, sir.- I love her ten times more than e'er I did: Take you [To Hon.) the lute, and you [70 Luc.] O, how I long to have some chat with her! the set of books,

Bap. Well, go with me, and be not so discom You shall go see your pupils presently.

fited: Holla! within!

Proceed in practice with my younger daughter; Enter a Servant.

She's apt to learn, and thankful for good turns.Birrah, lead

Signior Petruchio, will you go with us; These gentlemen to my daughters; and tell them both Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you? These are their tutors; bid them use them well. Pet. I pray you do; I will attend her here --

[Exit Servant, with HORTENSIO, LUCENTIO, [Exeunt Baptista, GREMIO, Tranio, and BIONDELLO.

and HORTENSI0. We will go walk a little in the orchard,

A fret in music is the stop which causes or regulates * A proverbial exclamation then in use.

the vibration of the string.

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you hither,

And woo her with some spirit when she comes. Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look
Say, that she rail: Why, then I'll tell her plain,
She sings as sweetly as a'nightingale:

Kath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab.
Say, that she frown: I'll say, she looks as clear Pet. Why here's no crab: and therefore look not
As morning roses newly wash'd with dew:
Say, she be mute, and will not speak a word; Kath. There is, there is.
Then I'll commend her volubility,

Pet. Then show it me. And say—she uttereth piercing eloquence:

Kath.

Had I a glass, I would. If she do bid me pack, I'll give her thanks,

Pet. What, you mean my face? As though she bid me stay by her a week;

Kath. Well aim'd of such a young one. If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day

Pet. Now, by Saint George, I am loo young for When I shall ask the banus, and when be married.

you. But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak. Kath. Yet you are wither'd.

Pet.

"Tis with cares. Enter KATHARINA.

Kath.

I care not. Good-morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear. Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth, you 'scape Kath. Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing;

Kath. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go. They call me-Katharine, that do talk of me. Pet. No, not a whit; I find you passing gentle.

Pet. You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate, 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and sullen, And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst; And now I find report a very liar; But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous; Kite of Kate-Hall, my super-dainty Kate, But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers: For dainties are all cates; and therefore, Kate, Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance, Take this of me, Kate of my consolation ;- Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will; Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town, Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk; Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers; (Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs,)

With gentle conference, soft and affable. Myself am mov'd to woo thee for my wife. Why does the world report, that Kate doth limp? Kath. Mov'd! in good time: let him that mov'd 0 slanderous world! Kate, like the hazle-twig,

Is straight and slender; and as brown in hue Remove you hence: I knew you at the first, As hazle-nuts, and sweeter than the kernels. You were a moveable.

0, let me see thee walk: thou dost not halt. Pet.

Why, what's a moveable ? Kath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command. Kath. A joint-stool.

Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove, Pet. Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me. As Kate this chamber with her princely gait ? Kath. Asses are made to bear, and so are you. O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate; Pet. Women are made to bear, and so are you. And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportful! Kath. No such jade, sir, as you, if me you mean. Kath. Where did you study all this goodly speech?

Pet. Alas, good Kate! I will not burden thee : Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit. For, knowing thee to be but young and light,- Kath. A witty mother! witless else her son.

Kath. Too light for such a swain as you to catch; Pet. Am I not wise? And yet as heavy as my weight should be.

Kath.

Yes; keep you warm. Pat. Should be ? should buz.

Pet. Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharine, in thy Kath. Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. [thee? And therefore, setting all this chat aside, [bed: Pet. O, slow-winged turtle ! shall a buzzard take Thus in plain terms:-Your father hath consented Kath. Ay, for a turtle; as he takes a buzzard. That you shall be my wife ; your dowry 'greed on; Pet. Come, come, you wasp; i'faith, you are too And, will you, nill you, I will marry you. angry.

Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn; Kath. If i be waspish, best beware my sting. For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, Pet. My remedy is then to pluck it out. (Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well) Kath. Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies. Thou must be married to no man but me:

Pet. Who knows not where a wasp doth wear For I am he, am born to tame you, Kate; In his tail.

[his sting ? | And bring you from a wild-cat to a Kate Kath. In his tongue.

Conformable, as other household Kates.
Pet.
Whose tongue ?

Here comes your father; never make denial; Kath. Yours, if you talk of tails; and so farewell. I must and will have Katharine to my wife.

Pet. What, with my tongue in your tail ? nay, Re-enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and TRANIO. Good Kate; I am a gentleman. [come again,

Bap. Now,
Kath.

That I'll try. [Striking him. Signior Petruchio: How speed you with
Pet. I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again. My daughter ?
Kath. So may you lose your arms:

Pet.

How but well, sir ? how but well • If you strike me, you are no gentleman;

It were impossible I should speed amiss. And if no gentleman, why, then no arms.

Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine ? in Pet. A herald, Kate? O, put me in thy books.

your dumps ? Kath What is your crest ? a coxcomb?

Kath. Call you me, daughter? now I promise you Pet. A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen. You have show'd a tender fatherly regard, Kath. No cock of mine, you crow too like a To wish me wed to one half lunatic; craven.

A mad-cap ruffian, and a swearing Jack, & A degenerate cock.

That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.

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Pet. Father, 'tis thus,-yourself and all the world, In cypress chests my arms, counterpoints,
That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her; Costly apparel, tents and canopies,
If she be curst, it is for policy:

Fine linen, Turkey cushions, boss'd with pearl,
For she's not froward, but modest as the dove; Valance of Venice gold in needle-work,
She is not hot, but temperate as the morn; Pewter and brass, and all things that belong
For patience she will prove a second Grissel; To house, or housekeeping: then, at my farm,
And Roman Lucrece for her chastity:

I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail, And to conclude, -we have 'greed so well together, Six score fat oxen standing in my stalls, That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.

And all things answerable to this portion. Kath. I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first. Myself am struck in years, I must confess; Gre. Hark, Petruchio! she says, she'll see thee And, if I die to-morrow, this is hers, hang'd first.

If whilst I live, she will be only mine.
Tra. Is this your speeding? nay, then, good Tra. That, only, came well in—Sir, list to me
night our part!

I am my father's heir, and only son:
Pet. Be patient, gentlemen! I choose her for If I may have your daughter to my wife,
myself;

I'll leave her houses three or four as good,
If she and I be pleas’d, what's that to you? Within rich Pisa walls, as any one
"Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone, Old signior Gremio has in Padua;
That she shall still be curst in company.

Besides two thousand ducats by the year,
I tell you 'tis incredible to believe

Of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure.-How much she loves me: 0, the kindest Kate! What, have I pinch'd you, signior Gremio? She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss

Gre. Two thousand ducats by the year, of land. She vied' so fast, protesting oath on oath,

My land amounts not to so much in all: That in a twink she won me to her love.

That she shall have; besides an argosy, O, you are novices ! 'tis a world to see,

That now is lying in Marseilles' road: How tame, when men and women are alone, What, have I chok'd you with an argosy? A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew.

Tra. Gremio, 'tis known, my father hath no less Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice, Than three great argosies; besides two galliasses, To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day : And twelve tight gallies: these I will assure her, Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests; And twice as much, whate'er thou offer’st next. I will be sure, my Katharine shall be fine. [hands; Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more;

Bap. I know not what to say, give me your And she can have no more than all I have; Heaven send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match.

If you like me, she shall have me and mine. Gre. Tra. Amen, say we; we will be witnesses.

Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu ;

world, I will to Venice, Sunday comes apace:

By your firm promise; Gremio is out-vied. We will have rings, and things, and fine array;

Bup. I must confess, your offer is the best: And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o'Sunday. And, let your father make her the assurance, [Exeunt PetruchIO, and KATHARINA, severally: She is your own; else, you must pardon me: Gre. Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly? If you should die before him, where's her dower?

Bap. 'Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's Tru. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young. And venture madly on a desperate mart. [part,

Gre. And may not young men die, as well as old?
Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you: Bap. Well, gentlemen,
"Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas. I am thus resolv’d:-On Sunday next you know,
Bap. The gain I seek is-quiet in the match.

My daughter Katharine is to be married :
Gre. No doubt but he hath gol a quiet catch.

Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter ;

Be bride to you, if you make this assurance ; Now is the day we long have looked for;

If not, to signior Gremio: I am your neighbor, and was suitor first.

And so I take my leave, and thank you both. Tra. And I am one, that love Bianca more

Exit. Than words can witness,or your thoughts can guess.

Gre. Adieu, good neighbor.--Now I fear theo Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love so dear as I.

not; Tra. Grey-beard! thy love doth freeze.

Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool Gre.

But thine doth fry. To give thee all, and in his waning age,
Skipper, stand back; 'tis age that nourisheth.

Set foot under thy table: Tut! a toy!
Tra. But youth in ladies' eyes that flourisheth.

An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy. [Exit.
Bap. Content you, gentlemen; I'll compound

Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd bide! this strife :

Yet I have faced it with a card of ten. 'Tis deeds must win the prize; and he, of both,

"Tis in my head to do my master good: That can assure my daughter greatest dower

I see no reason, but suppos'd Lucentio Shall have Bianca's love.

Must get a father, callid-suppos’d Vincentio. Say, signior Gremio, what can you assure her?

And that's a wonder: fathers, commonly,
Gre. First, as you know, my house within the city

Do get their children; but, in this case of Is richly furnished with plate and gold;

wooing, Basing, and ewers, to lave her dainty hands;

A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cunning. My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry:

[Ecit. In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns;

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