Enter Hortenfio. Hor. How now? what's the matter?-My old friend Grumio! and my good friend Petruchio !-How do you all at Verona? Pet. Signior Hortenfio, come you to part the fray? Hor. "Alla noftra cafa ben venuto, Molto bonorato fignor mio Petruccio. Rife, Grumio, rife; we will compound this quarrel. Gru. Nay, 'tis no matter, "what be leges in Latin, if this be not a lawful caufe for me to leave his fervice.Look you, fir,—he bid me knock him, and rap him foundly, fir: Well, was it fit for a fervant to use his mafter fo; being, perhaps, (for ought I fee) two and thirty, -a pip out? Whom, would to God, I had well knock'd at first, Pet. A fenfelefs villain !-Good Hortenfio, I bid the rafcal knock upon your gate, Pet. Such wind as scatters young men through the world, ▾ Con tutto il core ben trovato,]—Well met with all my heart. Alla noftra cafa ben venuto, Molto honorato fignor mio Petruccio.]Welcome to our house, my much honoured Lord Petruchio. " what be leges]-what is law. To feek their fortunes farther than at home, And I have thrust myself into this maze, Hor. Petruchio, fhall I then come roundly to thee, And very rich-but thou'rt too much my friend, Pet. Signior Hortenfio, 'twixt fuch friends as we, (As wealth is * burden of my wooing dance) Be fhe as foul as was Florentius' love, y As old as Sibyl, and as curft and fhrewd She moves me not, or not removes, at least, I come to wive it wealthily in Padua ; Gru. Nay, look you, fir, he tells you flatly what his mind is: Why, give him gold enough, and marry him to a puppet, or an 2aglet-baby; or an old trot with ne'er a win a few,]-in short, in few words. x burden]-the leading step. Y Florentius' love,]-a Knight who vow'd to marry a deformed hag, provided she taught him to folve a riddle, whereon his life depended. zaglet-baby ;]-image in the tag of a point. tooth tooth in her head, though fhe have as many diseases too as fifty horses: why, nothing comes amifs, fo money comes withal. Hor. Petruchio, fince we have stept thus far in, I will continue that I broach'd in jeft. I can, Petruchio, help thee to a wife With wealth enough, and young, and beauteous; Is, that he is intolerably curft, And fhrewd, and froward; fo beyond all measure, I would not wed her for a mine of gold. Pet. Hortenfio, peace; thou know'ft not gold's effect:Tell me her father's name, and 'tis enough; For I will board her, though fhe chide as loud An affable and courteous gentleman: Renown'd in Padua for her scolding tongue. Pet. I know her father, though I know not her; I will not fleep, Hortenfio, till I fee her; Gru. I pray you, fir, let him go while the humour lasts. O' my word, an fhe knew him as well as I do, she would think fcolding would do little good upon him: She may, perhaps call him half a score knaves, or fo: why, that's 2 as two and-The fifty difeafes of a horse, was a proverbial expreffion, bintolerably curft,]-fuch an infufferable vixen." To give you over]-to leave you. nothing; an he begin once, he'll rail in his rope-tricks. I'll tell you what, fir,-an fhe ftand him but a little, he will 'throw a figure in her face, and fo disfigure her with it, that she fhall have no more eyes to fee withal than a cat: You know him not, fir. Hor. Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee; (For those defects I have before rehears'd) Therefore this order hath Baptifta ta'en ;- A title for a maid, of all titles the worst. Hor. Now fhall my friend Petruchio do me grace; And offer me, difguis'd in fober robes, To old Baptifta as a school-mafter Well seen in mufick, to inftruct Bianca: That fo I may by this device, at least, Have leave and leisure to make love to her, Enter Gremio, and Lucentio difguis'd, with books under bis arm. Gru. Here's no knavery! See; to beguile the old folks, he'll rail in his rope-tricks. ]-roguery-rhetoricks—he'll overwhelm her with a torrent of abufe. throw a figure in her face, &c.]-give her fuch a fpecimen of practical rhetorick, as fhall leave her no more light than a muffled cat -he'll feal up her eyes. f keep the ftrongest part, the inner works of a caftle-in his cuftody. Jeen]-fkill'd, vers'd. how how the young folks lay their heads together! Mafter, master, look about you: Who goes there? ha. Hor. Peace, Grumio; 'tis the rival of my love:-Petruchio, ftand by a while. Gru. A proper ftripling, and an amorous! Gre. O, very well; I have perus'd the note. Hark you, fir; I'll have them very fairly bound: i All books of love, see that, at any hand; And fee you read no other lectures to her: I'll mend it with a largefs-Take your papers too, For she is sweeter than perfume itself, To whom they go. What will you read to her? Gre. O this learning! what a thing it is! Hor. Grumio, mum !-God fave you, fignior Gremio! Gre. You are well met, fignior Hortenfio. Trow you Whither I am going?-To Baptifta Minola. I promis'd to enquire carefully About a schoolmafter for the fair Bianca : And, by good fortune, I have lighted well On this young man; for learning, and behaviour, And other books,-good ones, I warrant you. proper ftripling,]-ironically, Gremio being advanced in years. hand;]-at all events. Hor. |