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Hor. Signior Petruchio, fie! you are to blanie ! Tai. She says, your worship means to make a Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company. puppet of her. Pet. Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lov'st me.-- Pel. O monstrous arrogance! Thou Lest, thou

(Aside.

thread, Much good do it unto thy gentle heart !

Thou thiinble, Kate, eat apace :-And now, my honey love, Thou yard, three-quarters, hall-yard, quarter, nail Will we return unto thy father's house;

Thou llea, thou nii, thou winter cricket thou :And revel it as bravely as the best,

Bray'd in mine own house with a skein of thread' With silken coats, and caps, and golden rings, Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant ; With ruffs, and cuffs, and farthingales, and things; Or I shall so le-mete thee with thy yard, With scarls, and fans, and double change of bra- As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou livist! very,'

1 tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown. With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knavery. Tai. Your worship is deceiv'd; the gown is ma se What, hast thou dined'? The tailor stays thy leisure, Just as my master had direction: To deck thy body with his rufllinga treasure. Grumio gave order how it should be done. Enter Tailor.

Gru. I gave hiin no order, I gave him the stufl.

Tai. But how did you desire it should be made ? Comc, tailor, let us see these ornaments,

Gru. Marry, sir, with needle and thread.

Tai. Bi1l did you not request to have it cut ? Enter Haberdasher.

Gru. Thou hast faced many things.' Lay forth the gown.-What news with you, sir?

Tai. I have. Hab. Here is the cap your worship did bespeak.. Gru. Face not me: thou hast brava many men, Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer;

brave not me; I will neither be faced nor braved. A velvet dish;-fie, fie! 'tis lewd and filthy:

say unto thice,-1 bid thy master cut out the Why, 'tis a cockle, or a walnut shell,

gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, A knack, a loy, a trick, a baby's cap.;

Thou liest. Away with it, comc, let me have a bigger. Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion toiestify. Kath. I'll have no bigger; this doth fil the time,

Pet. Read it. And gentlewomen wear such caps as these.

Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I said so. Pel. When you are gentle, you shall have one

Tai. Iinprimis, a loose-bodied gown : too,

Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied yown, And not till then.

sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death llor. That will not be in haste. (.Aside. with a bottom of brown thread : I said, a gourn Kath. Why, sir, I trusi I may have Icare to

Pet. Proceed. speak;

Tai. With a small compassed cape :: And speak I will; I am no child, no babe :

Gru. I confess the cape. Your betters have endur'd me say my mind;

Tai. With a trunk sleeve; And, if you cannot, best you stop your ears.

Gru. I confess two sleeves. My tongue will tell the anger of my heart;

Tai. The sleeves curiously cul. Or else my heart, concealing it, will break:

Pel. Ay, there's the villany. And, rather than it shall, I will be frec

Gril. Error i'the bill, sir; error i'the bill. I Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words.

comunanded the sleeves should be cut out, and Pel. Why, thou say'st true; it is a paltry cap,

sewed up again; and that I'll prove upon thee, I custard-coffin, a bauble, a silken pie :

though thy little finger be arm'd in a thimble. I love thee well, in that thou lik'st it not.

Tai. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in Kalh. Love ine, or love me not, I like the cap; place where, thou should'st know it. And it I will have, or I will have none.

Gru. I am for thee straight : take thou the bill, Pel. Thy gown? why, ay :-Come, tailor, let us give me thy mele-yard," and spare no me. see't.

Hor. God-a-mercy, úrumio! then he shall have ( mercy, God! what masking stuff is here? no odels. What's this ? a sleeve ? 'tis like a demi-cannon :

Pel. Well, sir, in bries, the gown is not for me. What! up and down, carv'd likc an apple-tart?

Gru. You are i'the right, sir ; 'lis for my mistress. Here's snip, and nip, and cut, and slish, and slash,

Pet. Go, take it up unto thy master's use. Like lo a censer in a barber's shop :

Gru. Villain, no: 'for thy lífe: Take up my miswhy, what, v'devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this ? tress' gown for thy master's use ! lor. I see, she's like to have neither cap nor

Pel, Why, sir, what's your conceit in that? gown.

(side. Gru. O, sir, the conceit is deeper than you think Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well,

for: Iccording to the fashion, and the time.

Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use ! Pul. Marry, and did; but if you be remembered, "), fic, fie, lic! I did not bid you mar it to the time.

'Pel. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the latlo: rio, hop mc over every kennel home,

paid :

(Aside For you shall hop without my custom, sir :

Go take it hence; be gone, and say no more. P'll none of it; hence, make your best of it.

Hor. Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-mcz Kath. I never saw a better-fashioned gown,

row, More quaint,' more pleasing, nor more commend- Take no unkindness of his hasty words: able:

Away, I say; commend me to thy master. Belike you mean to make a puppet of me.

[Eril Tailor. Pel. \Vhy, true ; he means to make a puppet of

Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your thee.

father's, (1) Finery.

(5) Curious. (2) Rustling

(6) Be-measure. 13) A coffin was the culinary term for raised crust. li) Turned in many garments with facings. 14) These censers resembled our brasiers in shape.

181 roin law'. (9) Measuring-yard.

call ?

Even in these honest mean habiliments; To have him match'd; and,-if you please to likes
Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor : No worse than 1, sir,-upon some agreement,
For 'lis the mind that makes the body rich; Me shall you find most ready and most willing
And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, With one consent to have her so bestow'd;
So hunour pecreth' in the meanest havit. For curious' I cannot be with you,
What, is the jury more precious than the lark, Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well.
Because his leathers are more beautiful ?

Bap. Sr, pardon me in what I hare to say ;Or is the adder better than the cel,

Your plainness, and your shortness, please me vell Because his painted skin contents the eye ? Right true it is, your son Lucentio here O, no, good kate; neither art thou the worse Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him, For this poor furniture, and mean array. Or both dissemble deeply their affections : If thou account'st it shame, lay it on me: And, therefore, if you say no more than this, And therefore, frolic; we will hence forthwith, That like a father you will deal with him, To seast and sport us at thy father's house.- And pass my daughter a sufficient dower, Go, call my men, and let us straight to him; The match is fully made, and all is done : And bring our horses unto Long-lane end, Your son shall have my daughter with consent. There will we mount, and thither walk on foot.- Tra. I thank you, sir. Where then do you knor Let's see; I think, 'tis now some seven o'clock,

best, And well we may come there by dinner-Lime. We be aflied';' and such assurance ta'en,

Kalh. I dare assure you, sir, 'lis almost two; As shall with either part's agreement stand ? And 'twill be supper-time, ere you come there. Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio ; for, you know,

Pet. It shall be seven, ere I go to horse: Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants : Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do, Besides, old (remio is heark’ning still ; You are still crossing it.-Sirs, let't alone: And, happily, we might be interrupted. I will not go today; and ere I do,

Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, sir : It shall be what o'clock I say it is.

There doth my father lie; and there, this night, Hor. Why so! this gallant will command the sun. We'll pass the business privately and well:

(Exeunt. Send for your daughter by your servant here,

My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently. SCENE_IV.–Padua.-Before Baptista's house. The worst is this,-thal, at so slender warning,

Enler Tranio, and the Pedant dressed like Vin-You're like to have a thin and slender pittance. centio.

Bap. It likes me well :--Cambio, hie you home, Tra. Sir, this is the house ; Please it you, that 1 And bid Bianca make her ready straighi;

And, if you will, tell what hath happened :Ped. Ay, what else ? and, but I be deceived, Lucentio's father is arriv'd in Padua, Signior Baptista may remember me,

And how shc's like to be Lucentio's wife. Near twenty years ago, in Genoa, where

Luc. ! pray the gods she may, with all my heart! We were lodgers at the Pegasus.

Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. Tra.

"Tis well;

Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way?
And hold your own, in any case, with such Welcome ! one mess is like to be your cheer:
Austerity as 'longeth to a father.

Come, sir; we'll boiler it in Pisa.
Enter Biondello.

Bap.

I follow you. Ped. I warrant you : But, sir, here comes your

(Exeunt Tranio, Pedant, and Baptista.

Bion. Cambio.boy;

Luc.

What say'st thou, Biondello? 'Twere good he were school'd. Tra. Fear you not him. Sirrah, Biondello,

Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon Now do your duty thoroughly, I advise you; Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio.

Luc. Biondello, what of that? Bion, Tut! fear not me.

Bion. 'Faith, nothing; but he has left me here Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista ? signs and tokens.

behind, lo expound the meaning or moral' of his Bion. I told him, that your father was al Venice; Luc. I pray thee, moralize them. And that you look'd for him this day in Padua. Tra. Thou'rt a tallfellow; hold thee that to the deceiving father of a deceitful son.

Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, lalking with drink.

Luc. And what of him ? Here comes Baptista :-set your countenance, sir.- Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to Enter Baptista and Lucentio.

the supper. Signior Baptista, you are haply mel:

Luc. And then ?Sir, (To the Pedant.)

Bion. T'he old priest at Saint Luke's church This is the gentleman I told you of;

at your command at all hours. 1 pray you, stand good father to me now,

Luc. And what of all this? Give me Bianca for my patrimony.

Bion. I cannot tell ; except they are busied Ped. Soft, son !

about a counterfeit assurance: 'Take your assurance Sır, by your leave: having come to Padua or her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum : To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio

to the church; take the priest, clerk, and some Made me acquainted with a weighty cause

sufficient honest witnesses: Or love between your daughter and himself:

If this be not that you look for, I have no more to And,- for the good report I hear of you ;

say, And for the love he beareth to your daughter,

But, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. And she to him,-to stay him not too long,

(Going I am content, in a good father's care,

Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello ?

Rion. I cannol tarry : I knew a wench married (1) Appeareth. (2) Brave. (3) Scrupulous. 14) Aesure or convey. (5) Betrothed.

(6) Accidentally. (7) Secret purpose

you?

me;

sun:

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 10 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'
against you come with your appendix. (Exil.

Luc. 1 may, and will, if she be so contented : My name is call’d—Vincentio; my dwelling—Pisa ;
She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt ? And bound I am to Padua ; there to visit
Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her; A son of mine, which long I have not seen.
It shall go hard, il'Cambio go without her. (Èxit. Pet. What is his name?

Vin.

Lucentio, gentl: sır. SCENE V.-A public road. Enter Petruchio, Katharina, and Hortensio.

Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son.

And now by law, as well as reverend age, Pet. Come on, o' God's name ; once more to- ! may entitle thee-my loving father ; ward our father's.

The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,
Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon! Thy son by this hath married: Wonder not,
Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moonlight Nor be not griev'd; she is of good esteem,
now.

Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
Pel. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright. Beside, so qualified as may beseen
Kath. I know, it is the sun that shines so bright. The spouse of any noble gentleman.

Pet. Now, by’my mother's son, and that's mysell, and wander we to see thy honest son,
It shall be moon, or star, or what I list,
Or ere I journey to your father's house :-

Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.
Go on, and fetch our horses back again.-

Vin. But is ihis true? or is ii else your pleasurc, Evermore crossd, and cross'd; nothing but cross'd! Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go.

Upon the company you overtake? Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come so

Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is. far,

Pel. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; And be it moon, or sun, or what you please : For our first merriment hath made thee jealous. And if you please to call it a rush candle,

(Exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Vincentio. Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.

Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. Pel. I say, it is the moon.

Have to my widow; and if she be forward, Kath.

I know it is. Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward. Pel. Nay, then you lie ; it is the blessed sun.

(Eril. Kalh. Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed But sun it is not, when you say it is not;

ACT V. And the moon changes, even as your mind. What you will have it nam'd, even that it is ; SCENE I.–Padua. Before Lucentio's house. And so it shall be so, for Katharine. Hor. Pelruchio, go thy ways; the field is won.

Enter on one side Biondello, Lucentio, and Bi

anca ; Gremio walking on the other side. Pel. Well, forward, Torward : thus the bowl should run,

Bion. Sonly and swiftly, sir ; for the priest is And not unluckily against the bias.

ready. But sost; what company is coming here ?

Luc. I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to Fnter Vincentio, in a travelling dress.

need thee at home, therefore leave us.

Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your Guod-morrow, gentle mistress: Where away?- back; and then come back to my master as soon (To Vincentio. as I can.

(Exeunt Luc. Bian, and Bion. Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Gre, I marvel Cambio comes not all this while. Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?'. Ruch war of white and red within her cheeks! Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Vincentio, and alWhat stars do spangle heaven with such beauty,

lendants. As those two eyes become that heavenly face ?Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee :

Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house. Sweet Kale, embrace her for her beauty's sake.

My father's bears more toward the market-place; Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir. woman of him.

Vin. You shall not choose but drink before you Kalh. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and go; sweet,

I think, I shall command your welcome here, Whit'ier away; or where is thy abode ? And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward. Happy the parents of so fair a child;

I Knocks. Happier the man, whom favourable stars

Gre. They're busy within, you were best knock Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow!

louder. Pel. Why, how now, Kale! I hope thou art not mad:

Enter Pedant above at a roindow. This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd; Ped. What's he, that knocks as ne would beat And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.

down the gate ? Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, Vin. lo signior Lucentio within, sir? That have been so bedazzled with the sun,

Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal. Thal every thing I look on seemeth green: Vin. What if a man bring him a hundret pound Now I perceive, thou art a reverend father ; or two, to make merry withal ? Parilon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself: he Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and, withal, make shall need none, so long as I live. known

Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was beloved in Padua.--Do you hear, sir ?-1o leave frivolous cir-name:-0, my son, my son !- tell me, thou villain, cumstances, I pray you, lell signior Lucentio, where is my son Lucentio ? that his father is come from Pisa, ar is here at Tra. Call forth an officer: (Enter one with an the door to speak with him.

officer.) carry this mad knave to the gaol :-Father Ped. Thou liest; his father is come from Pisa, Baptista, I charge you see, that he be forth-coming. and here looking out at the window.

Vin. Carry me to the gaol ! Vin. Art thou his father ?

Gre. Stay, officer ; he shall not go to prison. Ped. Ay, sir ; so his mother says, if I may be- Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio ; I say, he shall lieve her.

go to prison. Pet. Why, how, now, gentlemen! [To Vincen.) Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you be why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another conycatched in this business; I dare swear, this man's name.

is the right Vincentio. Peil. Lay hands on the villain ; I believe 'a Ped. Swear, if thou darest. mears to cozen somebody in this city under my Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. countenance.

Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Re-enter Biondello.

Lucentio.

Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucentio. Blon. I have seen them in the church logether Bap. Away with the dotard ; to the gaol with God send 'em good shipping !-But who is here ? him. mine old master, Vincentio ? now we are undone, Vin. Thus strangers may be haled and abus'd :and brougnt to nothing.

O monstrous villain ! Vin. Come hither, crack-hemp:

Seeing Biondello. Re-enter Biondello, with Lucentio, and Bianca. Bion. I hope, I may choose, sir.

Vin. Come, hither, you rogue; What, have you Bion. O, we are spoiled, and-Yonder he is : forgot me ?

deny him, forsivear him, or else we arc all undone. Bion. Forgot you? no, sir : I could not forget Lic. Pardon, sweet father. Kneeling you, for I never saw you before in all my life. Vin.

Lives my sweetest son. Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst thou [Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant, run ou!, never see thy master's father, Vincentío?

Bian. Pardon, dear father.

(Kneeling Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master ? Bap.

How hast thou chended ?yes, marry, sir; see where he looks out of the win- Where is Lucentio ? dow.

Luc.

Here's Lucentio, Vin. Is't so, indeed? (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." Ped. Help, son! help, signior Baptista!

Gre. Here's packing, with a witness, to deceive (Exit from the window. us all! Pel. Pr'ythee, Kale, let's stand aside, and see Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio, the end of this controversy. [They retire. That fac’d and brav'd me in this matter so ?

Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio ? Re-enler Pedant below ; Baptista, Tranio, and Biun. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio. servants.

Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my Made me exchange my state with Tranio, servant ?

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 undu it wn.le I play the Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake. good husband at home, iny sun wou my servant Vin. I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have spend all at the university.

se: t mc to the gaol. Tra. How now! what's the matter?

Bap. But do you hear, sir ? [To Lucentio.) Have Bap. What, is the man lunauc?

you married my daughter without asking my goodTra. 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

(Erit. to maintain it.

Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. Vin. Thy father? O, villain ! he is a sail-maker

(Exit. in Bergamo.

Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not Bap. You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir : Pray,

frown.

[E.reunt Luc, and Bian. what do you think is his name?

Gre. My cake is dough :: But I'll in among the 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 siiare of the feast, old, and his name is-Tranio.

(Exit. Ped. A way, away, mad ass! his name is Lucen- Petruchio and Katharina advance. tio!-and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands Kalh. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of of me, signior Vincentio.

this ado. Vin. l.ucentio ! O, he hath murdered his mas- Pel. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. ler !-Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the duke's Kath. What, in the midst of the street ?

Pet. What, art thou ashamed of me? (1) A hat with a conical crown. (2) Cheated. (3) Deceived thy eyes. (5) A proverbial expression, repeated aller a (4) Tricking, underhand contrivances. disappomtinent.

rest;

Kath. No, sir; God forbid:—but ashamed to kiss.' Pet. Nay, that you shall not ; since you have Pei. Why, then let's home again :-Comc, asrah, begun, let's away:

Have at you for a bitter jest or two. Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss : "now pray Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to shift my bush. thee, love, stay.

And then pursue me as you draw your bow :Pet. Is not this well ? -Come, my sweet Kate; You are welcome all. Better once than never, for never too late. (Ere. (Exeunt Bianca, Katharina, and Widow. SCENE 11.1 room in Lucentio's house. A

Pel. 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. 0, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his grey Biondello, Grumio, and others, allerding.

hound, Luc. At las', though long, our jarring notes Which runs himself, and catches for his master.

Pet. A good swift simile, but something currish. agree : And time it is, when raging war is done,

Tra. 'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself; To smile at 'scapes and perils overblown.

'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay, My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome,

Bap. Oho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. While I with self-same kindness welcome thine :

Luic. I thank thee for that gird, good Tranio. Brother Petruchio,-sister Katharina,

Hor. Confess, confess, hath he not hit you here? And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow,

Pel. 'A has a little galld me, I confess; Feast with the best, and welcome to my house;

And as the jest did glance away from me, My banquet' is to close our stomachs up,

'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright. Afer our great good cheer: Pray you, sit down; I think thou has the veriest shrew of all.

Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, Y now we sit to chat, as well as eat.

[They sit at table. Pet. Well, I say-no: and therefore, for assuPei. Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat!

rance,
Bap. Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio. Let's each one send unto his wife;
Pei. Padua affords nothing but what is kind.

And he, whose wife is most obedient
Hor. For both our sakes, I would that word To come at first, when he doth send for her,

Shall win the wager which we will propose.
were true.
Pel. Now for my life, Hortensio fears? his widow.

Hor. Content :- What is the wager ? Wid. Then never trust me if I be aseard.

Luc.

Twenty crowne Pel. You are sensible, and yet you miss my ruil venture so much on my hawk, or hound,

Pet. Twenty crowns ! sense ; mean, Hortensio is aseard of you.

But twenty times so much upon my wife. Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns

Luc. A hundred then. round.

Hor.

Content. Pet. Roundly replied.

Pet.

A match ; 'lis done Kath. Mistress, how mean you that?

Hor. Who shall begin ? Wid. Thus I conceive by him.

Luc.

That will 1. Go, Pu. Conceives by me !-How likes Hortensio Biondello, bid your mistress come to me. that?

Bion. I go.

[Eru. Hor. My widow says, thus she conceives her

Bap. Son, I will be your hall, Bianca comes. tale.

Luc. I'll have no halves ; I'll bear it all myself. Pel. Very well mended: Kiss him for that, good

Re-enter Biondello. widow. Kath. He that is giddy thinks the world turns How now! what news ? round:

Bion.

Sir, my mistress sends you word, I pray you, tell me what you meant by that. That she is busy, and she cannot come. 'Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a Pet. How! she is busy, and she cannot come ! shrew,

Is that an answer ? Measures my husband's sorrow by his wo : Gre.

Ay, and a kind one too : And now you know my meaning.

Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse. Kath. A very mean meaning.

Pet. I hope, better. Wid.

Right, I mean you. Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my Kath. And I am mean, indeed, respecting you.

wise Pet. To her, Kate!

To come to me forth with. (Exit Biondello Hor. To her, widow !

Pel.

0, ho entreat her! Pel. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her Nay, then she must necds coinc. down.

Hor.

I am afraid, sir, Hor. That's my office.

Do what you can, yours will not be entreated Pet. Spoke like an officer :--Ha, to thee, lad.

Re-enter Biondello. (Drinks to Hortensio, Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks ? Now, where's my wife? Gre. Believe me, sir, they butt together well. Bion. She says, you hare some goodly jest in

Biun. Head, and butt?'a hasty-witted body Would say, your head and butt were head and horn. She will not come; she bids you come lo her.

Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you? Pet. Worse and worsc; she will not come ! ** Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll vile, sleep again.

Ir.tolerable, not to be endur'd !

Sirrah, Grúmio, go to your mistress ; (1) A banquet was a refection consisting of fruit, takes, &e.

(2) Dreads. (3) Wit!'. (4) Sarensa.

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