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That, at the parting, all the church did echo.
Enter PetruCHIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA, BAP
TISTA, HORTENSIO, GRUMIO, and Train. Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for
your pains : I know, you think to dine with me to-day, And have prepar'd great store of wedding cheer ; But so it is, my haste doth call me hence, And therefore here I mean to take my leave.
Bap. Is't possible, you will away to-night? Pet. I must away to-day, before night come: Make it no wonder; if you knew my business, You would entreat me rather
Tra. Let us entreat you stay till after dinner.
Let me entreat you.
Let me entreat you,
content to stay ?
me, stay. Pet.
Grumio, my horses. Gru. Ay, sir, they be ready ; the gats have eaten the horses.
Kath. Nay, then,
No, nor to-morrow, nor till I please myself.
boots are green; For me, I'll not be gone, till í please myself;,'Tis like, you'll prove a jolly surly groom, That take it on you at the first so roundly. Pet. O, Kate, content thee; prythee, be nat
angry. Kath. I will be angry: What hast thou to do? Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure.
Gre. Ay, marry, sir : now it begins to work,
Kath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner :I see, a woman may be made a fool, If she had not a spirit to resist. Pet. They shall go forward, Kate, at thy com
[Exeunt PetRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and
GRUM10. Bap. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones. Gre. Went they not quickly, I should die with
laughing Tra. Of all mad matches, never was the like!
Luc. Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister?
madly mated. Gre. I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. Bap. Neighbours and friends, though bride and
bridegroom wants For to supply the places at the table, You know, there wants no junkets at the feast; Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's place; And let Bianca take her sister's room.
Tra. Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it? Bap. She shall, Lucentio. - Come, Gentlemen,
ACT THE FOURTH.
A Hall in Petruchio's Country House.
Gru. Fye, fye, on all tired jades, on all mad masters ! and all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten ? was ever man so rayed? was ever man so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and they are coming after to warm them. Now, were I not a little pot, and soon hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my mouth, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me: - But, I, with blowing the fire, shall warm myself; for, considering the weather, a taller man than I will take cold. Holla, hoa! Curtis !
Curt. Who is that, calls so coldly ?
Gru. A piece ofice: If thou doubt it, thou may'st slide from
shoulder to my heel, with no greater a run but my head and my neck. A fire, good Curtis.
Curt. Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?
Gru. O, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, fire ; cast on no water.
Curt. Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported ?
Gru. She was, good Curtis, before this frost ; but, thou know'st, winter tames man, woman, and beast ; for it hath tamed my old master, and my new mistress, and myself, fellow Curtis.
Curt. Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast.
Gru. Am I but three inches ? why, thy horn is a foot; and so long am I, at the least. But wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress, whose hand (she being now at hand) thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot office.
Curt. I pr’ythee, good Grumio, tell me, How goes the world ?
Gru. A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine; and, therefore, fire: Do thy duty, and have thy duty ; for my master and mistress are almost frozen to death.
Curt. There's fire ready: And therefore, good Grumio, the news?
Gru. Why, Jack boy! ho boy! and as much news as thou wilt.
Curt. Come, you are so full of conycatching :
Gru. Why therefore, fire; for I have caught extreme cold. Where's the 'cook? is supper ready, the house trimmed, rushes strewed ; cobwebs-swept ; the serving-men in their new fustian, their white stockings, and every officer his wedding-garment
on ? Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without, the carpets laid, and every thing in order ? Curt. All ready; And therefore, I pray thee,
news ? Gru. First, know, my horse is tired; my master and mistress fallen out.
Gru. Out of their saddles into the dirt ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Curt. Let's ha't, good Grumio.
[ Striking him. Curt. This is to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.
Gru., And therefore 'tis called, a sensible tale : and this cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech listening. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a foul hill, my master riding behind mistress :
Curt. Both on one horse ?
Gru. Tell thou the tale : But hadst thou not crossed me, thou should'st have heard how her horse fell, and she under her horse; thou should'st have heard, in how miry a place: how she was bemoiled ?; how he left her with the horse upon her; how he beat me because her horse stumbled; how she waded through the dirt to pluck him off me; how he swore;
how she prayed that never prayed before ; how I cried ; how the horses ran away ; how her bridle was burst ; how I lost my crupper; — with many things of worthy memory ; which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return unexperienced to
Curt. By this reckoning, he is more shrew than she.