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in an afternoon as she went to the garden for pars-Which way thou travellest: if along with us, ley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir, and so We shall be joyful of thy company. adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Vin. Fair sir,-and you my merry mistress, Saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come That with your strange encounter much amaz'd against you come with your appendix. [Exit. 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. SCENE V-A public road. Enter Petruchio, Katharina, and Hortensio.

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Pet. Come on, o' God's name; once more to-I
ward our father's.

Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon!
Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moonlight

now.

Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright.
Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself,
Kath. I know, it is the sun that shines so bright.
It shall be moon, or star, or what I list,
Or ere I journey to your father's house :-
Go on, and fetch our horses back again.-
Evermore cross'd, and cross'd; nothing but cross'd!
Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go.
Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come so
far,

And be it moon, or sun, or what you please:
And if you please to call it a rush candle,
Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.
Pet. I say, it is the moon.

Kath.

I know it is.

Pel. Nay, then you lie; it is the blessed sun.
Kath. Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed

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My name is call'd-Vincentio; my dwelling-Pisa;
And bound I am to Padua ; there to visit
A son of mine, which long I have not seen.
Pet. What is his name?

Vin.
Lucentio, gentle sir.
Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son.
And now by law, as well as reverend age,
may entitle thee-my loving father;
The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,
Thy son by this hath married: Wonder not,
Nor be not griev'd; she is of good esteem,
Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
Beside, so qualified as may beseem
And wander we to see thy honest son,
The spouse of any noble gentleman.
Let me embrace with old Vincentio:
Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.

Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure,
Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest
Upon the company you overtake?

Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is.
Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof;
For our first merriment hath made thee jealous.

[Exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Vincentio.
Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart.
Have to my widow; and if she be forward,
Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward.
[Exit.

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.

Enter Vincentio, in a travelling dress. Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your Good-morrow, gentle mistress: Where away?-back; and then come back to my master as soon [To Vincentio. as I can.

Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too,
Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?
Such war of white and red within her cheeks!
What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty,
As those two eyes become that heavenly face?-
Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee :-
Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake.
Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make

woman of him.

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[Exeunt Luc. Bian. and Bion. Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.

Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Vincentio, and attendants.

Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house. My father's bears more toward the market-place; Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir.

Vin. You shall not choose but drink before you
go;

I think, I shall command your welcome here,
And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward.

[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?
Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken 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.

Pet, Nay, I told you, your son was beloved in

Padua. Do you hear, sir?-to leave frivolous cir-name :-0, my son, my son !-tell me, thou villan, cumstances, pray you, tell signior Lucentio, where is my son Lucentio? that his father is come from Pisa, ard is here at the door to speak with him.

Ped. Thou liest; his father is come from Pisa, and here looking out at the window.

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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 ?

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 forth-coming. Vin. Carry me to the gaol!

Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison. Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio; I say, he shall go to prison.

Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you be conycatched in this business; I 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!

Re-enter Biondello, with Lucentio, and Bianca. Bion. 0, we are spoiled, and-Yonder he is; deny him, forswear him, or else we are all undone. Luc. Pardon, sweet father. [Kneeling. Vin. Lives my sweetest son? [Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant, run out. Bian. Pardon, dear father. [Kneeling. How hast thou offended?— Here's Lucentio, [Beats Biondello, Right son unto the right Vincentio ; Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman will That have by marriage made thy daughter mine, murder me. [Exit. While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne. Gre. Here's packing, with a witness, to deceive

Вар.
Luc.

Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir; see where he looks out of the win-Where is Lucentio ? dow.

Vin. Is't so, indeed?

Ped. Help, son! help, signior Baptista! [Exit from the window. Pet. 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?

us all!

Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio,
That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so ?
Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?
Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio.
Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love
Made me exchange my state with Tranio,
While he did bear my countenance in the town;

Vin. What am I, sir? nay, what are you, sir?-And happily I have arriv'd at last O immortal gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! Unto the wished haven of my bliss:a velvet hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat!What Tranio did, myself enforc'd him to; -0, I am undone! I am undo ve wile I play the Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake. good husband at home, any son and my servant spend all at the university.

Tra. How now! what's the matter?
Bap. What, is the man lunatic ?

Vin. I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sert me to the gaol.

Bap. But do you hear, sir? [To Lucentio.] Have you married my daughter without asking my good

Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman will? by your habit, but your words show you a mad-| Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, man: Why, sir, what concerns it you, if I wear go to: But I will in, to be revenged for this villany. 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?

[Ezit. Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. [EN

Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown.

[Exeunt Luc. and Bian. Gre. My cake is dough: But I'll in among the rest;

Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name! I have brought him up ever since he was three years Out of hope of all,—but my share of the feast. 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

(1) A hat with a conical crown.
(2) Cheated,
(3) Deceived thy eyes.
(4) Tricking, underhand contrivances.

[Exit.

Petruchio and Katharina advance.
Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of
this ado.

Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will.
Kath. What, in the midst of the street?
Pel. What, art thou ashamed of me?

(5) A proverbial expression, repeated after a disappointment,

Kath. No, sir; God forbid :-but ashamed to kiss.!. Pet. Nay, that you shall not; since you have Pet. Why, then let's home again :-Come, sirrah,,

let's away.

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.

[Exe. SCENE II-A room in Lucentio's house. A

begun,

Have at you for a bitter jest or two.

Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to shift my bush, And then pursue me as you draw your bow:-You are welcome all.

[Exeunt Bianca, Katharina, and Widow. Pet. She hath prevented me.-Here, Signior Tranio,

banquet set out. Enter Baptista, Vincentio, This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not;
Gremio, the Pedant, Lucentio, Bianca, Petruchio, Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd.
Katharina, Hortensio, and Widow. Tranio,
Tra. O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his grey-
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 widow,-
Feast with the best, and welcome to my house;
My banquet1 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.

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Pet. To her, Kate!

Hor. To her, widow!

hound,

Which runs himself, and catches for his master.
Pet. A good swift simile, but something currish.
Tra. 'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself;
'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay.
Bap. O ho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now.
Luc. I thank thee for that gird, good Tranio,
Hor. Confess, confess, hath he not hit you here?
Pet. 'A has a little gall'd me, I confess;
And as the jest did glance away from me,
'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright.
think thou has the veriest shrew of all.
Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio,

I

Pet. Well, I say-no: and therefore, for assurance,

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,
Shall win the wager which we will propose.
Ilor. Content:--What is the wager?
Luc.

Twenty crowns.

pl venture so much on my hawk, or hound,
Pet. Twenty crowns!
But twenty times so much upon my wife.
Luc. A hundred then.
Hor.

Pet.

Hor. Who shall begin? Luc.

Content.

A match; 'tis done, That will I. Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me. Bion. I go. [Exit.

Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes.
Luc. I'll have no halves; I'll bear it all myself.
Re-enter Biondello.

How now! what news?
Bion.

Sir, my mistress sends you word,
That she is busy, and she cannot come.
Pet. How! she is busy, and she cannot come !
Is that an answer?

Gre.
Ay, and a kind one too :
Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse.
Pet. I hope, better.

Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my wife To come to me forthwith.

Pet.

Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her Nay, then she must needs coine.

down.

Hor. That's my office.

Pet. Spoke like an oílicer:-Ha, to thee, lad. [Drinks to Hortensio. Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks? Gre. Believe me, sir, they butt together well. Biun. Head, and butt? a hasty-witted body Would say, your head and butt were head and horn. Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you? Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll sleep again.

(1) A banquet was a refection consisting of fruit, enkes, &c,

Hor.

Exit Biondello. O, ho! entreat her! I am afraid, sir, Do what you can, yours will not be entreated. Re-enter Biondello. Now, where's my wife?

Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in hand;

She will not come; she bids you come to her.
Pet. Worse and worse; she will not come! O
vile,

Intolerable, not to be endur'd!
Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress ;

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Say, I comman her come to me.
Hor. I know her answer.

Pet.
What?
Hor.
She will not come.
Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end.
Enter Katharina.

Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Katha-
rina!

Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send for
me?

Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife?
Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour fire.
Pet. Go, fetch them hither; if they deny to

come,

[Exit Grumio. Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee,
And for thy maintenance: commits his body
To painful labour, both by sea and land;
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe;
And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
But love, fair looks, and true obedience;-
Too little payment for so great a debt.
Such duty as the subject owes the prince,
Even such, a woman oweth to her husband:
And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour,
And, not obedient to his honest will,
What is she, but a foul contending rebel,
And graceless traitor to her loving lord?
I am asham'd, that women are so simple
To offer war, where they should kneel for peace,
Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway,
When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth,
Unapt to toil and trouble in the world;
But that our soft conditions, and our hearts,
Should well agree with our external parts?
Come, come, you froward and unable worms!
My mind hath been as big as one of yours,
My heart as great; my reason, haply, more,
To bandy word for word, and frown for frown.
But now, I see our lances are but straws;
Our strength as weak, our weakness past com
pare,-

Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands:
Away, I say, and bring them hither straight.
[Exit Katharina.
Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder.
Hor. And so it is: I wonder what it bodes.
Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet
life,

An awful rule, and right supremacy;
And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy.
Bap. Now fair befall thee, good Petruchio!
The wager thou hast won; and I will add
Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns;
Another dowry to another daughter,
For she is chang'd, as she had never been.
Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet;
And show more sign of her obedience,
Her new-built virtue and obedience.

Re-enter Katharina, with Bianca, and Widow. See, where she comes; and brings your froward wives

As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.-
Katharine, that
cap
of yours becomes you not;
Off with that bauble, throw it under foot.
[Katharina pulls off her cap, and throws it down.
Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh,
Till I be brought to such a silly pass!

Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this?
Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too:
The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca,
Hath cost me a hundred crowns since supper-time.
Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my
duty.

Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these head-
strong women

What duty they do owe their lords and husbands.
Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will|
have no telling.

Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her.
Wid. She shall not.

Pet. I say, she shall ;-and first begin with her.
Kath. Fie, fie! unknit that threat'ning unkind

brow;

And dart not scornful glances from those eyes,
To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor:
It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads;
Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair buds;
And in no sense is meet, or amiable.

A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled,
Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty;
And, while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Will deign to sip, or touch one drop of it.
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
(1) Gentle temper,

That seeming to be most, which we least are.
Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot;
And place your hands below your husband's foot.
In token of which duty, if he please,
My hand is ready, may it do him ease.

Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and kiss
me, Kate.

Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't.

Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward.

Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are froward.

Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed :—

We three are married, but you two are sped.
'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white;
[To Lucentio.

And, being a winner, God give you good night!
[Exeunt Petruchio and Kath.
Now go thy ways, thou hast tam'd a curst
shrew.

Hor.

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