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Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to And, as he stoop'd again to take it up, (cuff, hear:
The inad-brain'd bridegroom took hiin such a Sufficeth, I am come to keep my word, That down fell priest and book, and book and Though in some part enforced to digress ;*
priest; Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse Now take them up, quoth he, if any list. As you shall well be satisfied withal.
Tra. What said the wench, when he arose But, where is Kate ? I stay too long from her;
again? The morning wears, 'tis time we were at Gre. Trembled and shook; for why, he church.
stamp'd, and swore, Tra. See not your bride in these unreverent As if the vicar meant to cozen him. robes;
But after many ceremonies done, Go to my chamber, put on clothes of mine. He calls for wine:- A health, quoth he; as if
Pet. Not I, believe me; thus I'll visit her. He had been aboard carousing to his mates Bap. But thus, I trust, you will not marry After a storm :-Quafi'd off the muscadel,* her.
And threw the sops all in the sexton's face; Pet. Good sooth, even thus; therefore have Having no other reason, done with words;
But that his beard grew thin and hungerly, To me she's married, not unto my clothes : And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drinkCould I repair what she will wear in me, As I can change these poor accoutrements, This done, he took the bride about the neck; "Twere well for Kate, and better for myself. And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous But what a fool am I, to chat with you,
smack, When I should bid good-morrow to my bride, That, at the parting, all the church did echo. And seal the title with a lovely kiss ?
I, seeing this, came thence for very shame; [Exeunt PETRUCHIO, GRUMO, and And after me, I know, the rout is coming : BIONDELLO.
Such a mad marriage never was before ; Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play: We will persuade him, be it possible, (attire:
[Music. To put on better ere he go to church. Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this. Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA, BAP
[Exit. TISTA, HORTENSIO, GRUMIO, and Train. Tra. But, Sir, to her love concerneth us to Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for add
your pains: Her father's liking : Which to bring to pass, I know, you think to dine with me to-day, As I before imparted to your worship, And have prepar'd great store of wedding I am to get a man,-whate'er he be,
cheer; It skillst not much; we'll fit him to our turn,
-But so it is, my haste doth call me hence, And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa;
And therefore here I mean to take my leave. And make assurance, here in Padua,
Bap. Is't possible, you will away to-night? Of greater sums than I have promised.
Pet. I must away to-day, before night So shall you quietly enjoy your hope, And marry sweet Bianca with consent. Make it no wonder; if you knew my business, Luc. Were it not that my fellow-school- | You would entreat me rather go than stay. master
And, honest company, I thank you all, Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly, That have beheld me give away myself 'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage; To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife: Which once perform'd, let all the world say-Dine with my father, drink a health to me; no,
For I must hence, and farewell to you all.
Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into, Pet. It may not be.
Pet. It cannot be,
Kath. Let me entreat you. The quainti musician, amorous Licio;
Pet. I am content.
Kath. Are you content to stay ?
Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay;
But yet not stay, entreat me how you can. Signior Gremio! came you from the church ? Kath. Now, if you love me, stay. Gre. As willingly as e'er I came from school.
Pet. Grumio, my horses. Tra. And is the bride and bridegroom com- Gru. Ay, Sir, they be ready; the oats have ing home?
eaten the horses. Gre. A bridegroom, say you? 'tis a groom, Kath. Nay, then, indeed,
Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day ;. A gruinbling groom, and that the girl shall find. No, nor to-morrow, nor till I please myself.
Tra. Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible. The door is open, Sir, there lies your way, Gre. Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend. You may be jogging, whiles your boots are Tra. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's
For me, I'll not be gone, till I please myself: Gre. Tut! she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him. "Tis like, you'll prove a jolly surly groom, I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio; When the priest That take it on you at the first so roundly. Should ask-if Katharine should be his wife, Pet. O, Kate, content thee; pr’ythee, be not Ay, by goss-wouns, quoth he; and swore so
Kath. I will be angry; What hast thou to That, all amaz'd, the priest let fall the book:
do?1. e. To deviate from my promise.
It was the custom for the company present to drink Matters. Strange.
wine immediately after the marriage ceremony.
Father be quiet; he shall stay my leisure. may’st slide from my shoulder to my heel, with
Gre. Ay, marry, Sir: now it begins to work. no greater a run but my head and my neck. A
Kath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal din- fire, good Curtis. I see, a woman may be made a fool, [ner :- Curt. Is my master and his wife coming, If she had not a spirit to resist.
Grumio ? Pet. They shall go forward, Kate, at thy Gru. O, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, command :
fire ; cast on no water. Obey the bride, you that attend on her:
Curt. Is she so hot a shrew as she's reGo to the feast, revel and domineer,
ported ? Carouse full measure to her maidenhead, Gru. She was, good Curtis, before this Be mad and merry, -or go hang yourselves; frost: but, thou know'st, winter tames man, But for my bonny Kate, she must with me. woman, and beast; for it hath tamed my old Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor master, and my new mistress, and myselt, fel. I will be master of what is mine own: [fret; low Curtis. She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house, Curt. Away, you three-inch fool! I am no My household-stuff, my field, my barn, beast. My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing; Gru. Am I but three inches ? why, thy horn And here she stands, touch her whoever dare; is a foot; and so long am I, at the least. But I'll bring my action on the proudest he wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain on That stops my way in Padua.- -Grumio, thee to our mistress, whose hand (she being Draw forth thy 'weapon, we're beset 'with now at hand,) thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold thieves;
comfort, for being slow in thy hot office. Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man :
Curt. I pr’ythee, good Grumio, tell me, How Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch goes the world? thee, Kate;
Gru. A cold world, Curtis, in every office I'll buckler thee against a million.
but thine; and, therefore, fire: Do thy duty, (Exeunt Petruchio, KATHARINE, and and have thy duty; for my master and mistress GRUMIO.
are almost frozen to death. Bap. Nay, let them go, a cor ple of quiet Curt. There's fire ready; And therefore,
good Grumio, the news? Gre. Went they pot quickly, I should die Gru. Why, Jack boy! ho boy! and as much with laughing.
news as thou wilt. Tra. Of all mad matches, nerer was the Curt. Come, you are so full of conycatchlike!
ing:Luc. Mistress, what's your opinion of your Gru. Why therefore, fire; for I have caught 'sister?
extreme cold. Where's the cook? is supper Bian. That, being mad herself, she's madly ready, the house trimmed, rushes strewed, mated,
cobwebs swept; the serving-men in their new Gre. I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. fustian, their white stockings, and every officer Bap. Neighbours and friends, though bride his wedding-garment on ? Be the jacks fair and bridegroom wants
within, the jills fair without, the carpets laid, For to supply the places at the table,
and every thing in order? You know, there wants no junkets* at the Curt. All ready; And therefore, I pray thee, feast;
news? Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's Gru. First, know, my horse is tired; my place;
master and mistress fallen out. And let Bianca take her sister's room.
Curt. How? Tra. Shall sweet Bianca practise how to Gru. Out of their saddles into the dirt; And bride it?
thereby hangs a tale. Bap. She shall, Lucentio.-Come, Gentle- Curt. Let's ha't, Good Grumio. men, let's go.
[Exeunt. Gru. Lend thine ear.
Curt. This is to feel a tale, not to hear a SCENE I.-A Hall in PETRUCHTO's Country tale. House.
Gru. And therefore 'tis called, a sensible Enter GRUMIO.
tale: and this cuff was but to knock at your
ear, and beseech listening. Now I begin : ImGru. Fie, fie, on all tired jades! on all primis, we came down a foul hill, my master mad masters ! and all foal ways! Was ever riding behind my mistress :man so beaten ? was ever man so rayed ?t was Curt. Both on one horse ? ever man so weary? I am sent before to
Gru. What's that to thee? make a fire, and they are coming after to warm Curt. Why, a horse. them. Now, were not I a little pot, and soon Gru. Tell thou the tale :-But hadst thou hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my not crossed me, thou should'st have heard how tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in her horse fell, and she under her horse; thou my belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw should'st have heard, in how miry a place : me :-But, I, with blowing the fire, shall warm how she was bemoiled';* how he left her with myself; for, considering the weather, a taller the horse upon her; how he beat me because man than I will take cold. Holla, hoa! her horse stumbled'; how she waded through Curtis !
the dirt to pluck him off me; how he swore; Enter Curtis.
how she prayed—that never prayed before;
how I cried; bow the horses ran away; how Curt. Who is that, calls so coldly?
her bridle was burst;t how I lost my crupper; Gru. A piece of ice: If thou doubt it, thou with many things of worthy memory ; which Delicacies † Bewrayed ; dirty.
now shall die in oblivion, and thou return un. Re-enter SERVANTS, with supper. experienced to thy grave.
Curt. By this reckoning, he is more shrew Why, when, I say?-Nay, good sweet Kate, than she.
[When ? Gru. Ay; and that, thou and the proudest Off with my boots, you rogues, you villains; of you all 'shall find, when he comes home.
It was the friur of orders grey, (Sings. But what talk I of this ?-call forth Nathaniel,
As he forth walked on his way Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, Out, out, you rogue! you pluck my foot awry: and the rest ; let their heads be sleekly comb-, Take that, and mend the placking off the ed, their blue coats brushed, and their garters
[Strikes him. of an indifferent* knit: let them curtsey with Be merry, Kate :--Some water, here; what, their left legs; and not presume to touch a
(hence, hair of my master's horse-tail, till they kiss Where's my spaniel Troilus ?-Sirrah, get you their hands. Are they all ready?
And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither Curt. They are.
[Exit SERVANT. Gru. Call them forth.
One, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acCurt. Do you hear, ho? you must meet my Where are my slippers ?-Shall I have some
quainted with.master, to countenance
my mistress. Gru. Why, she hath a face of her own.
water? (A basin is presented to him. Curt, Who knows not that?
Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartiGru. Thou, it seems; that callest for com
ly: [SERVANT lets the ever full. pany to countenance her.
You whoreson villain! will you let it fall ? Curt. I call them forth to credit her.
[Strikes him. Gru. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of
Kath. Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault them.
unwilling. Enter several SERVANTS.
Pet. A whoreson, beetleheaded, flap-ear'd
knave! Nath. Welcome home, Grumio.
Come, Kate, sit down; I know you have a Phil. How now, Grumio ?
(shall 1 ?Jos. What, Grumio!
Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else Nich. Fellow Grumio !
What is this? mutton ? Nath. How now, old lad?
1 Sero. Ay. Gru. Welcome, you ;-how now, you; what, Pet. Who brought it? you ;-fellow, you ;-and thus much for greet- 1 Serv. I. ing: Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, Pet. "Tis burnt; and so is all the meat: and all things neat?
What dogs are these ?—Where is the rascal Nath. All things is ready: How near is our
How durst you, villains, bring it from the Gru. E'en at hand, alighted by this; and And serve it thus to me that love it not? therefore be not, -Cock's passion, silence! There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all: -I hear my master,
[Throws the meat, fc. about the stage. Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA.
You headless joltheads, and unmanner'd slaves!
What do you grumble? I'll be with you straight. Pet. Where be these knaves ? What, no man
Kath. I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet; at door,
The meat was well, if you were so contented. To hold my stirrup,'nor to take my horse !
Pet. I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?
away ; Au Sery. Here, here, Sir; here, Sír. Pet. Here, Sir! here, Sir! here, Sir, here, For it engenders choler, planteth anger ;
And I expressly am forbid to touch it.
And better 'twere, that both of us did fast, You logger-headed and unpolished grooms !
Since, of ourselves, ourselves are choleric, What, no attendance ? no regard? no duty ?
Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh. Where is the foolish knave I sent before ? Gru. Here, Sir; as foolish as I was before.
Be patient; to-morrow it shall be mended,
And, for this night, we'll fast for company :Pet. You peasant swain! you whoreson Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber, malt-horse drudge !
[Exeunt PetruchIO, KATHARINA, and Did I not bid thee meet me in the park,
CURTIS. And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?
Nath. [Advancing] Peter, didst ever see the Gru. Nathaniel's coat, Sir, was not fully
Peter. He kills her in her own humour. And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i’the There was no link to colour Peter's hat,
Re-enter CORTIS. And Walter's dagger was not come from
Gru. Where is he?
Curt. In her chamber,
And rails, and swears, and rates; that she,
(speak; you. Pet. Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supperin.-- Away, away! for he is coining hither.
And sits as one new-risen from a dream. (Exeunt some of the SERVANTS. Where is the life that late I led (Sings.
[Exeunt. Where are those Sit down, Kate, and wel.
Re-enter PETRUCHIO. Soud, soud, soud, soud !
Pet. Thus have I politicly begun my reign, • Not different one from the other.
And 'tis my hope to end successfully : + A torch of pitch.
1 A word coined by Shakspeare to express the noise My falcon now is sharp, and passing empty; made by a person hcated and fatigued.
And, till she stoop, she must not be full-gorg’d,
For then she never looks upon her lure.* Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court Another way I have to man my haggard,t
him. To make her come, and know her keeper's call, Hor. 'Would, all the world, but he, had That is, to watch her, as we watch these
quite forsworn! kites,
-that I may surely keep mine oath, That bate, and beat, and will not be obedient. I will be married to a wealthy widow, She eat no meat to-day, por none shall eat; Ere three days pass; which hath as long Last night she slept not, nor to-night she shall
As I have lov'd this proud disdainful haggard : As with the meat, some undeserved fault And so farewell, signior Lucentio.I'll find about the making of the bed ;
Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, And here I'll ding the pillow, there the bolster, Shall win my love :and so I take my leave, This way the coverlet, another way the sheets :-- In resolution as I swore before. Ay, and amid this húrly, I intend,
[Exit Hortensio.-LUCENTIO und BIANCA That all is done in reverend care of her ;
adrance. And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night: Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such And, if she chance to nod, I'll rail, and brawl, As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case! (grace And with the clamour keep her still awake. Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love; This is a way to kill a wife with kindness ; And have forsworn you, with Hortensio. And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong Bian. Tranio, you jest; But have you both humour
forsworn me? He that knows better how to tame a shrew, Tra. Mistress, we have. Now let him speak; 'tis charity to show, Luc. Then we are rid of Licio.
[Exit. Tra. l'faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, SCENE II.-Padua.-Before Baptista's
That shall be 'woo'd and wedded in a day. House.
Bian. God give him joy !
Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her.
Bian. He says so, Tranio.
school. I tell you, Sir, she bears me fair in hand. Bian. The taming-school! what, is there Hor. Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said,
such a place? Stand by, and mark the manner of his teach- Tra, Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the masing. [They stand aside.
ter; Enter Bianca and LUCENTIO.
That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty longLuc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you
To tame a shrew, and charm her chattering read ?
tongue. What, master, read you? first resolve
Enter BIONDELLO, running. me that. Luc. I read that I profess, the art to love.
Bion. O master, master, I have watch'd so Bian. And may you prove, Sir, master of That I'm dog-weary ; but at last I spied
long Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress An ancient angel* coming down the hill, of my heart.
Will serve the turn.
[They retire. Hor. Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell
Tra. What is he, Biondello? me, I pray,
Bion. Master, a 'mercatantè, or a pedant, You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca I know not what; but formal in apparel, Lov'd none in the world so well as Lucentio.
In gait and countenance surely like a father. Tra. O despiteful love! unconstant woman
Luc. And what of him, Tranio ? kind!
Tra. If he be credulous and trust my tale, I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful.
I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio; Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio,
And give assurance to Baptista Minola, Nor a musician, as I seem to be;
As if he were the right Vincentio. But one that scorn to live in this disguise,
Take in your love, and then let me alone. For such a one as leaves a gentleman,
(Exeunt LUCENTIO and Bianca. And makes a god of such a cullion :|| Kaow, Sir, that I am call’d-Hortensio.
Enter a PEDANT.
Tra. And you, Sir, you are welcome. And since mine eyes are witness of her light- Travel you far on, or are you at the furthest ? ness,
Ped. Sir, at the furthest for a week or two; I will with you,-if you be so contented, - But then
up further; and as far as Rome; Forswear Bianca and her love for ever. And so to Tripoly, if God lend me life. Hor. See, how they kiss and court!—Signior Tra. What countryman, I pray? Lucentio,
Ped. Of Mantua. Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow- Tra. Of Mantua, Sir ?-marry, God forbid ? Never to woo her more ; but do forswear her, And come to Padua, careless of your life? As one unworthy all the former favours
Ped. My life, Sir! how, I pray? for that That I have fondly flatter'd her withal. Tra. And here I take the like unfeigned Tra. "Tis death for any one in Mantua oath,
[treat: To come to Padua; Know you not the cause ? Ne'er to marry with her though she would en- Your ships are staid at Venice; and the duke * A thing stuffed to look like the game which the hawk (For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and
your art !
him,) + To tame my wild hawk. | Flutter. Pretend. | Despicable fellow.
* Messenger. + A merchant or a schoolmaster.
was to pursue.
Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly: Gru, Nay, then I will not; you shall have "Tis marvel; but that you're but newly come,
the mustard, You might have heard it else proclaim'd about. Or else you get no beef of Grumio.
Ped. Alas, Sir, it is worse for me than so; Kath. "Then both, or one, or any thing thou For I bave bills for money by exchange
wilt. From Florence, and must here deliver them. Gru. Why, then the mustard without the Tra. Well, Sir, to do you courtesy,
beef. This will I do, and this will I advise you ;- Kath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa?
[Beats him. Ped. Ay, Sir, in Pisa have I often been; That feed'st me with the very name of meat: Pisa, renowned for grave citizens.
Sorrow on thee, and all the pack of you,
Enter PETRUCHIO with a dish of meut ; and In countenance somewhat doth resemble you.
HORTENSIO. Bion. As much as an apple doth an oyster, Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting; and all one.
all amort? Tra. To save your life in this extremity, Hor. Mistress, wbat cheer? This favour will I do you for his sake:
Kath. 'Faith, as cold as can be. And think it not the worst of all your fortunes, Pet. Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully That you are like to Sir Vincentio.
upon me. His name and credit shall you undertake, Here, love; thou see'st how diligent I am, And in my house you shall be friendly To dress thy meat myself, and bring it thee: lodg'd :
(Sets the dish on u table. Look, that you take upon you as you should; I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits You understand me, Sir;-so shall you stay
(not; Till you have done your business in the city: What, not a word? Nay, then, thou lov'st it If this be courtesy, Sir, accept of it.
And all my pains is sorted to no proof:Ped. 0, Sir, I do; and will repute you ever Here take away this dish. The patron of my life and liberty.
Kath. ’Pray you, let it stand. Tru. Then go with me, to make the matter Pet. The poorest service is repaid with good.
thanks ; This, by the way, I let you understand ;- And so shall mine, before you touch the meat. My father is here look'd for every day,
Kath. I thank you, Sir. To pass assurance of a dower in marriage Hor. Signior Petruchio, fie! you are to "Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here :
blame! In all these circumstances I'll instruct you : Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company, Go with me, Sir, to clothe you as becomes Pet. Eat it up all, Hortensió, if thou lov'st you.
Much good do it unto thy gentle heart! SCENE III.-A Room in PetrUCHIO's House. Kate, eat a pace :-And now, my honey love,
Will we return unto thy father's house;
And revel it as bravely as the best,
With silken coats, and caps, and golden rings, life. Kath. The more my wrong, the more his
[hravery,t spite appears:
With scarfs, and fans, and double change of What, did he marry me to famish me? With amber bracelets, beads, and all this Beggars, that come unto my father's door,
(leisure, Upon entreaty have a present alms;
What, hast thou din'd? The tailor stays thy If not, elsewhere they meet with charity:
To deck thy body with his ruflling # treasure. But I;-who never knew how to entreat,
Enter Tailor. Am starv'd for meat, giddy for lack of sleep: With oaths kept waking, and with brawling Come, tailor, let us see these ornaments; fed:
Lay forth the gown.-What news with you,
Sir? As who should say,-if I should sleep, or eat, "Twere deadly sickness, or else present
Hab. Here is the cap your worship did bedeath.
speak. I pr’ythee go, and get me some repast:
Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer? I care not what, so it be wholesome food. A velvet dish ;-fie, fie! 'lis lewd and filthy: Gru. What say you to a neat's foot ?
Why, 'tis a cockle, or a walnutshell, Kath. Tis passing good; I pr’ythee let me A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap; have it.
Away with it, come, let me have a bigger. Gru. I fear, it is too choleric a meat:
Kath. I'll have no bigger; this doth fit the
time, How say you to a fat tripe, finely broild? Kath. I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it And gentlewomen wear such caps as these.
Pei. When you are gentle, you shall have
And not till then. Gru. I cannot tell; I fear, 'tis choleric.
Hor. That will not be in haste. What say you to a piece of beef, and mustard ?
[Aside. Kath. A dish that I do love to feed upon.
Kath. Why, Sir, I trust, I may have leave Gru. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little.
* Dispirited; a gallicism.