I love thee well, in that thou lik'st it not. Kath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap; And it I will have, or I will have none. Pet. Thy gown? why, ay;-Come, tailor, let us see't. O mercy, God! what masking stuff is here? What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon: What! up and down, carv'd like an apple-tart? Here's snip, and nip, and cut, and slish, and slash, Like to a censer in a barber's shop:Why, what, o'devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this? Hor. I see, she's like to have neither cap nor gown. Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well, According to the fashion, and the time. [Aside. Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be remember'd, I did not bid you mar it to the time. Go, hop me over every kennel home, Kath. I never saw a better fashion'd gown, Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet of thee. Tai. She says, your worship means to make a puppet of her. Pet. O monstrous arrogance! thread, Thou thimble', Thou liest, thou 4 censer -] We learn from an ancient print, that these censers resembled in shape our modern brasieres. They had pierced convex covers, and stood on feet. They not only served to sweeten a barber's shop, but to keep his water warm, and dry his cloths on. Thou thimble,] The tailor's trade having an appearance of effeminacy, has always been, among the rugged English, liable to sarcasms and contempt. JOHNSON. Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail, 6 As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou liv'st! Tai. Your worship is deceiv'd; the gown is made Grumio gave order how it should be done. Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the stuff. Tai. But did you not request to have it cut? Tai. I have. Gru. Face not me: thou hast braved many men, brave not me; I will neither be faced nor braved. I say unto thee,-I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest. Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify. Pet. Read it. Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I said so. Tai. Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown: Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said, a gown. 6 Pet. Proceed. Tai. With a small compassed cape'; Gru. I confess the cape. Tai. With a trunk sleeve ; be-mete] i. e. be-measure thee. 7 faced many things.] i. e. turned up many gowns, &c. with facings, &c. 8 braved many men,] i. e. made many men fine. Bravery was the ancient term for clegance of dress. 9 a small compassed cape ;] A compassed cape is a round cape. To compass is to come round. JOHNSON. Gru. I confess two sleeves. Tai. The sleeves curiously cut. Pet. Ay, there's the villainy. Gru. Error i'the bill, sir; error i'the bill. I commanded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed up again; and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble. Tai. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in place where, thou should'st know it. Gru. I am for thee straight: take thou the bill, give me thy mete-yard', and spare not me. Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no odds. Pet. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me. Gru. Villain, not for thy life: Take up my mistress' gown for thy master's use! Pet. Why, sir, what's your conceit in that? Gru. O, sir, the conceit is deeper than you think for: Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use! O, fye, fye, fye! Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor paid: Go take it hence; be gone, and say no more. [A side. Hor. Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-morrow. Take no unkindness of his hasty words: Away, I say; commend me to thy master. [Exit Tailor. Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's, Even in these honest mean habiliments; Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor: And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. 1 thy mete-yard,] i. e. thy measuring yard. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his painted skin contents the eye? It shall be what o'clock I say it is. Hor. Why, so! this gallant will command the sun. SCENE IV. Padua. Before Baptista's House. [Exeunt. Enter TRANIO, and the Pedant dressed like VINCENTIO. Tra. Sir, this is the house; Please it you, that I call? Ped. Ay, what else? and, but I be deceived', Signior Baptista may remember me, Near twenty years ago, in Genoa, where We were lodgers at the Pegasus. Tra. 'Tis well; And hold your own, in any case, with such Enter BIONDELLO. Ped. I warrant you: But, sir, here comes your boy; 'Twere good, he were school'd. Tra. Fear you not him. Sirrah, Biondello, Now do your duty throughly, I advise you ; Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio. Bion. Tut! fear not me. Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista? Bion. I told him, that your father was at Venice; And that you look'd for him this day in Padua. Tra. Thou'rt a tall fellow; hold thee that to drink. Here comes Baptista ;-set your countenance, sir. Enter BAPTISTA and LUCENTIO. Signior Baptista, you are happily met :- This is the gentleman I told you of: I pray you stand good father to me now, Ped. Soft, son! Sir, by your leave; having come to Padua To have him match'd; and,—if you please to like Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well. "ready and willing"- MALONE. For curious I cannot be with you,] Curious is scrupulous. |