Here's Lucentio, Right son unto the right Vincentio ; Vin. Where is that villain Tranio, That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so? Vin. I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent me to the gaol. Bap. But do you hear, sir? [To LUCENTIO.] Have you married my daughter vithout 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. Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. [Exit. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown. [Exeunt Luc. and BIAN. Gre. My cake is dough 6: But I'll in among the rest: Out of hope of all, PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA advance. Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. Kath. No, sir: Heaven forbid : — but ashamed to kiss. Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee, love stay. Pet. Is not this well? - Come, my sweet Kate; Better once than never, for never too late. [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. And time it is, when raging war is done, [They sit at table. Which runs himself, and catches for his master. Luc. At last, though long, our jarring notes agree; I think thou hast the verriest shrew of all. 4 Deceived thine eyes. Tricking, underhand contrivances. A proverbial expression, repeated after a disappointment. 7 Sarcasm. Let's each one send unto his wife; And he, whose wife is most obedient To come at first when he doth send for her, Pet. Twenty crowns! Twenty crowns. I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound, Hor. Pet. Content. Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet; Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA and Widow. See, where she comes; and brings your froward wives As prisoners to her womanly persuasion. - [KATHARINA pulls off her cap, and throws Wid. Well let me never have a cause to sigh, A match; 'tis done. Till I be brought to such a silly pass! Now, where's my wife? Bian. Fye! what a foolish duty call you this? What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her. Pet. I say, she shall;—and first begin with her. And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled, Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, hand; She will not come; she bids you come to her. Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress; Pet. Hor. What? Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Ka- Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send for me? [Erit KATHARINA. For she is chang'd, as she had never been. SCENE I. Sicilia. An Antichamber in Leontes' | such an affection, which cannot choose but branch Palace. Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS. Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia. Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him. Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us, we will be justified in our loves: for, indeed, Cam. 'Beseech you, - Arch. Verily, I speak it in the fredom of my knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence in so rare - I know not what to say. We will give you sleepy drinks: that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse us. Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's given freely. Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Bohemia. They were trained together in their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal necessities, made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal, have been royally attornied', with interchange of gifts, letters, loving embassies; that they have seemed to be together, though absent; shook hands, as over a vast; and embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves! Arch. I think, there is not in the world either malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever came into my note. him: it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, phyCam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of sicks the subject 3, makes old hearts fresh: they, that went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their life, to see him a man. Arch. Would they else be content to die? Cam. Yes: if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live. Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one. [Exeunt. 1 Supplied by substitution of embassies. 2 Wide waste of country. 3 Affords a cordial to the state. SCENE II. A Room of State in the Palace. Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, CAMILLO, and Attendants. Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have been The shepherd's note, since we have left our throne Without a burden: time as long again Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks; Go hence in debt: And therefore, like a cipher, Stay your thanks awhile; And pay them when you part. Pol. Sir, that's to-morrow. I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance, Or breed upon our absence: That may blow No sneaping winds at home, to make us say, This is put forth too truly! Besides, I have stay'd To tire your royalty. Leon. 4 We are tougher, brother, Than you can put us to't. I'll no gain-saying. Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you so: There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' the world, So soon as yours, could win me: so it should now, Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder, Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen? speak you. Her. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace, until You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. You, sir, Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure, Leon. But let him say so then, and let him go; But let him say so, and he shall not stay, - Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o'the two? Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk i' the sun, And bleat the one at the other: what we chang'd, Boldly, Not Guilty: the imposition clear'd, Her. By this we gather, You have tripp'd since. Pol. O my most sacred lady, Temptations have since then been born to us for In those unfledg'd days was my wife a girl; Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes Of my young play-fellow. Her. Grace to boot! Of this make no conclusion; lest you say, Leon. Is he won yet? Her. He'll stay, my lord. Leon. At my request, he would not. Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st Yet of your royal presence [To POLIXENES.] I'll To better purpose. I pr'ythee, tell me: Cram us with praise, and make us As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying tongueless, Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. Or I mistake you: O, would her name were Grace. 7 A diminutive of lords |