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MR. MALONE supposes this comedy to have been written in their opinion, but the inferiority of its style. The play, as a

1596. It is founded on an anonymous play of nearly the same whole, is certainly not in our author's best manner, but in the title, “The Taming of a Shrew," which was probably written induction and in the scenes between Katharine and Petrachio about the year 1590, either by George Peele, or Robert Green. the traces of his hand are strongly marked. If it be not ShakThe outline of the induction may be traced, as Mr. Douce speare's, to whom can it be attributed ? observes, through many interinediale copies, to the Sleeper Beaumont and Fletcher have written a sequel to this comedy, Awaked of the Arabian Nights. It has been doubted by Dr. called "The Woman's Prize, or the Tamer l'amed," in which Warburton and Dr. Farmer whether this comedy is really the a character bearing the name of Petruchio (for nothing buur production of Shakspeare. They have no cther grounds for the name remains to him.) is subdued by a second wife.

PERSONS REPRESENTED. He cried upon it at the merest loss,

And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent : A LORD.

Trust me, I take bim for the better dog. CHRISTOPHER Sly, a drunken Tinker.

Lord. Thou art a fool; if Echo were as feet Iłostess, Page, Players, Huntsmen, Persons in the I would esteem him worth a dozen such. and other Servants attending on

Induction.

But sup them well, and look unto them all ; the Lord.

To-morrow I intend to hunt again. BAPTISTA, a rich gentleman of Padua.

1 Hun. I will, my lord. VINCENTIO, an old gentleman of Pisa.

Lord. What's here? one dead, or drunk? See, doth LUCENTIO, son to Vincentio, in love with Bianca.

he breathe ?

(with ale, PETRUChio, a gentleman of Verona, suitor to Katharina. 2 Hun. He breathes, my lord : Were he not warm'd Gremio, HORTENSIO, suitors to Bianca.

This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly. Tranio, BIONDELLO, servants to Lucentio.

Lord. O monstrous beast! how like a swine he lies! Grumio, Curtis, servants to Petruchio.

Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image! Pedant, an old fellow set up to personate Vincentio. Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man. — KATHARINA, the shrew; ?

What think you, if he were convey'd to bed, daughters to Baptista. Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers, BIANCA, her sister,

A most delicious banquet by his bed, Widow.

And brave attendants near him when he wakes. Tailor, Haberaasher, and Servants attending on Would not the beggar then forget himself? Baptista and Petruchio.

i Hun. Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose. SCENE,--sometimes in Padua; and sometimes in

2 Hun. It would seem strange unto him when he PETRUCHIO's House in the Country.

wak'd.
Lord. Even as a flattering dream, or worthless fancy.
Then take him up, and manage well the jest :

Carry him gently to my fairest chamber,
INDUCTION.

And hang it round with all my wanton pictures :

Balm his foul head with warm distilled waters, SCENE I. Before an Alehouse on a Heath.

And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet :

Procure me music ready when he wakes,
Enter Hostess and Sly.

To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound;
Sly. I'll pheese you, in faith.

And if he chance to speak, be ready straight, Host. A pair of stocks, you rogue !

And, with a low submissive reverence, Sly. Y 'are a baggage ; the Slies are no rogues : Say,– What is it your honour will command ? Look in the chronicles, we came in with Richard Let one attend him with a silver bason, Conqueror. Therefore, paucas pallabris; let the Full of rose-water, and bestrew'd with flowers, world slide : Sessa!

Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper, Host. You will not pay for the glasses you have and say-Will' please your lordship cool your burst!

Some one be ready with a costly suit, (hands? Sly. No, not a denier : Go by, says Jeronimy ;- And ask him what apparel he will wear ; Go to thy cold bed, and warm thee.

Another tell him of his hounds and horse, Host. I know my remedy, I must go fetch the And that his lady mourns at his disease : thirdborough

[Exit. Persuade him, that he hath been lunatic ; Sly. Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer And, when he says he is -, say, that he dreams, him by law: I'll not budge an inch, boy ; let him For he is nothing but a mighty lord. come, and kindly.

This do, and do it kindly, gentle sirs ; (Lies down on the ground, and falls asleep. It will be pastime passing excellent,

If it be husbanded with modesty. Wind horns. Enter a Lord from hunting, with 1 Hun. My lord, I warrant you, we'll play our part, Huntsmen and Servants.

As he shall think, by our true diligence, Lord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my He is no less than what we say he is. hounds:

Lord. Take him up gently, and to bed with him ; Brach Merriman,—the poor cur is emboss'd, And each one to his office, when he wakes.And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd brach.

(Some bear out Sly. A trumpet sounds Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds : At the hedge corner, in the coldest fault?

(Exit Servant I would not lose the dog for twenty pound. Belike, some noble gentleman : that means,

i Hun. Why, Belman is as good as he, my lord ; | Travelling some journev, to repose him here.

:

a servant.

Re-enter a Servant.

and other appurtenances. Enter Lord, dressed like How now? who is it? Sert. An it please your honour,

Sly. For God's sake, a pot of small ale. Players that offer service to your lordship.

1 Šerv. Will't please your lordship drink a cup of Lord Bid them come near :

sack ?

(conserves ? 4 Serv. Will't please your honour taste of these Enter Players.

3 Serv. What raiment will your honour wear to-day? Now, fellows, you are welcome.

Sly. I am Christophero Sly; call not me honour, 1 Play. We thank your honour.

nor lordship : I never drank sack in my life ; anı if Lord. Do you intend to stay with me to-night? you give me any conserves, give e conserves of 2 Play. So please your lordship to accept our duty. beef : Ne'er ask me what raiment l'll wear: for I

Lord. With all my heart. This fellow I remember, have no more doublets than backs, no more stockings Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son ;-- than legs, nor no more shoes than feet; nay, someTwas where you wood the gentlewoman so well : times, more feet than shoes, or such shoes as my toes I have forgot your name ; but, sure, that part

look through the overleather. Was aptly fitted, and naturally perform’d.

| Lord. Heaven cease this idle humour in your 1 Play. I think, 'twas Soto that your honour means. O, that a mighty man of such descent, (honour! Lord. 'Tis very true ;-thou didst it excellent.

Of such possessions, and so high esteem. Well, you are come to me in happy time :

Should be infused with so foul a spirit ! The rather for I have some sport in hand,

Sly. What, would you make me mad ? Am not ! Wherein your cunning can assist me much.

Christopher Sly, old Šly's son of Burton-heath ; by There is a lord will hear you play to-night : birth a pedlar, by education a caru-maker, by transBut I am doubtful of your modesties;

mutation a bear-herd, and now by present profession Lest, eve:-eying of his odd behaviour,

a tinker? Ask Marian Hacket, the fat ale-wife of (For yet his honour never heard a play,)

Wincot, if she know me not: if she say I ain not fourYou break into some merry passion,

teen pence on the score for sheer ale, score me up for And so offend him ; for I tell you, sirs,

the lyingest knave in Christendom. What, I am not If you should smile, he grows impatient.

bestraught: Here's i Play. Fear not, my lord; we can contain our- 1 Serv. O, this it is that makes your lady mourn Were he the veriest antic in the world. (selves, 2 Serv. O, this it is that makes your servants droop

Lord. Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery. Lord. Hence comes it that your kindred shun your And give them friendly welcome every one : As beaten hence by your strange lunacy. (house Let them want nothing that my house affords.- 0, noble lord, bethink thee of thy birth;

[Exeunt Servant and Players. Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment, Sirrah, go you to Bartholomew my page, [Toa Serv. And banish hence these abject lowly dreams · And see him dress'd in all suits like a lady: Look how thy servants do attend on thee, That done, conduct him to the drunkard's chamber, Each in his office ready at thy beck. And call him--madam, do him obeisance.

Wilt thou have music ? hark ! Apollo plays, [Music. Tell him from me, (as he will win my love,) And twenty caged nightingales do sing : He bear himself with honourable action,

Or wilt thou sleep? we'll have thee to a couch, Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies

Softer and sweeter than the lustful bed Unto their lords, by them accomplish’d:

On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis. Such duty to the drunkard let him do,

Say, thou wilt walk : we will bestrew the ground With soft low tongue, and lowly courtesy ;

Or wilt thou ride? thy horses shall be trapp'd, And say,—What is 't your honour will command, Their harness studded all with gold and pearl. Wherein your lady, and your humble wife, Dost thou love hawking ? thou hast hawks will soas May shew her duty, and make known her love ? Above the morning lark: Or wilt thou hunt? And then—with kind embracements, tempting kisses, Thy hounds shall make the welkin answer them, And with declining head into his bosom,

And fetch shrill echoes from the hollow earth. Bid him shed tears, as being overjoy'd

1 Serv. Say, thou wilt course; thy greyhounds are To see her noble lord restor'd to health,

As breathed stags, ay, feeter than the roe. [as swift Who, for twice seven years, hath esteemed him 2 Serv. Dost thou love pictures ? we will fetch thee No better than a poor and loathsome beggar: Adonis, painted by a running brook : [etraight And if the boy hath not a woman's gift,

And Cytherea all in sedges hid ; To rain a shower of commanded tears,

Which seem to move and wanton with her breath, An onion will do well for such a shift ;

Even as the waving sedges play with wind. Which in a napkin being close conveyed,

Lord. We'll shew thee lo, as she was a maid ; Shall in despite enforce a watery eye.

And how she was beguiled and surpriz’d, See this despatch'd with all the haste thou canst; As lively painted as the deed was done. Anon I'll give thee more instructions.- [Exit Serv. 3 Serv. Or Daphne, roaming through a thorny wood; I know, the boy will well usurp the grace,

Scratching her legs that one shall swear she bleeds : Voice, gait, and action of a gentlewoman :

And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep, I long to hear him call the drunkard, husband ; So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn. And how my men will stay themselves from laughter, Lord. Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord When they do homage to this simple peasant. Thou hast a lady far more beautiful I'll in to counsel them : haply, my presence Than any woman in this waning age. May well abate their over-merry spleen,

1 Serv. And, till the tears that she hath shed for toee Which otherwise would grow into extremes. (Ereunt. Like envious floods o'er-ran her lovely face,

She was the fairest creature in the world; SCENE II.-A Bedchamber in the Lord's House.

And yet she is inferior to none. Sly is discovered in a rich night-gown, with Atten- Sly. Am I a lord? and have I such a lady!

dants ; some with apparel, others with bason, ewer, Or do I dream, or have I dream'd till now?

I do not sleep: I see. I hear, I speak;

Sly. Marry, I will; let them play it: Is aot a com I sinell sweet savours, and I feel soft things monty a Christmas gambol, or a tumbling-trick ? Upon my life, I am a lord, indeed;

Page. No, my good lord: it is more pleasing stui. And not a tinker, nor Christophero Sly.

Sly. What, household stuff? Well, bring our lady hither to our sight;

Page. It is a kind of history. And once again, a pot o'the smallest ale. [hands? Sly. Well, we'll see't: Come, madam wife, sit by 2 Serv. Will't please your mightiness to wash your ny side, and let the world slip; we shall ne'er be [Servants present an ewer, bason, and napkin. younger.

[ They sit down. O, how we joy to see your wit restor'd! 0, that once more you knew but what you are! These fifteen years you have been in a dream; Or, when you wak'd, so wak'd as if you slept.

ACT I.
Siy. These fifteen years by my fay, a goodly nap. SCENE I.-Padua. A public Place.
But did I never speak of all ihat time?

Enter LUCENT to and TRANIO.
1 Serv. O, yes, my lord; but very idle words :-
For though you lay here in this goodly chamber, Luc. Tranio, since-for the great desire I had
Yet would you say, ye were beaten out of door ; To see fair Padua, nursery of arts,--
And rail upon the hostess of the house ;

I am arriv'd for fruitful Lombardy,
And say, you would present her at the feet, The pleasant garden of great Italy ;
Because she brought stone jugs and no seal'd quarts : And, by my father's love and leave, am arm d
Sometimes you would call out for Cicely Hacket. With his good will, and thy good company,

Sly. Ay, the woman's maid of the house [maid ; Most trusty servant, well approv'd in all :

3 Serv. Why, sir, you know no house, nor no such Here let us breathe, and happily institute
Nor no such men, as you have reckon'd up,- A course of learning, and ingenious studies.
As Stephen Sly, and old John Naps of G:eece, Pisa, renowned for grave citizens,
And Peter Turf, and Henry Pimpernell;

Gave me my being, and my father first,
And twenty more such names and men as these, A merchant of great traffic through the world,
Which never were, nor no man ever saw.

Vincentio, come of the Bentivolii.
Sly. Now, Lord be thanked for my good amends! Vincentio his son, brought up in Florence,
Ail. Amen.

It shall become, to serve all hopes conceiv'd,
Sly. I thank thee ; thou shalt not lose by it. To deck his fortune with his virtuous deeds :

And therefore, Tranio, for the time I study, Enter the Page, as a lady, with Attendants.

Virtue, and that part of philosophy Page. How fares my noble lord ?

Will I apply, that treats of happiness Sly. Marry, I fare well; for here is cheer enough. By virtue 'specially to be achiev'd. Where is my wife?

Tell me thy mind : for I have Pisa left, Page Here, noble lord ; What is thy will with her? And am to Padua come; as he that leaves

Sly. Are you mywife, and will not call me-husband? A shallow plash, to plunge him in the deep, My men should call me-lord; I am your goodman. And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst. Puge. My husband and my lord, my lord and hus.

Tra. Mi perdonate, gentle master mine, I am your wife in all obedience.

[band; I am in all affected as yourself; Sly. I know it well - What must I call her ?

Glad that you thus continue your resolve,
Lord. Madam.

To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.
Sly. Al’ce madam, or Joan madam ?
Lord. Madam, and nothing else ; so lords call ladies. This virtue, and this moral discipline,

Only, good master, while we do admire
Sly. Madam wife, they say that I have dream'd and Let's be no stoics, nor no stocks, I pray;
Above some fifteen year and more.

[slept Or so devote to Aristotle's checks, Page. Ay, and the time seems thirty unto me; As Ovid be an outcast quite abjur'd: Being all this time abandon's from your bed.

Talk logic with acquaintance that have, Slu. 'Tis much ; - Servants, leave me and her And practise rhetoric in your common talk: alone

Music and poesy use to quicken you; Madam, undress you, and come now to bed. The mathematics, and the metaphysics,

Page. Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of you, Fall to them, as you find your stomach serves yoa To pardon me yet for a night or two;

No profit grows, where is no pleasure ta'en ;Or, if not so, until the sun be set :

lo brief, sir, study what you most affect. For your physicians have expressly charg'd.

Luc. Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou advise. In peril to incur your former malady,

If, Biondello, thou wert come ashore, That I should yet absent me from your bed :

We could at once put us in readiness ; I hope, this reason stands for my excuse.

And take a lodging, fit to entertain Sly. Ay, it stands so, that I may hardly tarry so Such friends, as time in Padua shall beget. long But I would be loath to fall into my dreams But stay awhile : What company is this? again; I will therefore tarry, in despite of the flesh

Tra. Master, some show, to welcome us to town. and the blood. Enter a Servant.

Enter BAPTISTA, KATHARINA, BIANCA, GREMIO, and

HORTENSIO. LUCENTIO and TRANIO stand asiae. Serv. Your honour's players, hearing your amendAre come to play a pleasant comedy, (ment, Bap. Gentlemen, importune me no further, For so your doctors hold it very meet;

For how I firmly am resolv'd you know; Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd your blood, That is,- not to bestow my youngest daughter, And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy,

Before I have a husband for the elder : Therefore, they thought it good you hear a play, If either of you both love Katharina, And frame your mind to mirth and merriment, Because I know you well, and love you well, Which bars a thousand harms, and lengthens life. Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure

you

Gre. To cart her rather: She's too rough for me :- though her father be very rich, any man is
There, there Hortensio, will you any wife?

fool to be inarried to hell ? Kath. I pray you, sir, (to BAP.) is it your will Hor. Tush, Gremio, though it pass your patience To make a stale of me amongst these mates ? and mine, to endure her loud alarums, why, man,

?.r. Mates, maid! how mean you that? no mates there be good fellows in the world, an a man could l'nless you were of gentler, milder mould. [for you, light on them, would take her with all fauitx, and

Kath. I'faith, sir, you shall never need to fear ; money enough. I wis, it is not half way to her heart :

Gre. I cannot tell; but I had as liet take her dowry But, if it were, doubt not her care should be with this condition,--to be whipped at the high-cross To comb your noddle with a three-legg'd stool, every morning And paint your face, and use you like a fool. Hor. 'Faith, as you say, there's small choice in

Hor. From all such devils, good Lord, deliver us ! rotten apples. But, come ; since this bar iu sau Gre. And me too, good Lord ! [toward ; makes us friends, it shall be so far forth friendly main

Tra. Hush, master! here is some good pastime tained,- till by helping Baptista's eldest daughter tu That wench is stark mad, or wonderful froward. a husband, we set his youngest fore for a husband, Luc. But in the other's silence I do see

and then have to't afresh.—Sweet Bianca ! -Happy Maid's mild behaviour and sobriety.

man be his dole! He that runs fastest, gets the ring. Peace, Tranio.

How say you, signior Gremio ? Tra. Well said, master; mum! and gaze your

fill. Gre. Iam agreed: and 'would I had given him the Bap. Gentlemen, that I may soon make good best horse in Padua to begin his wooing, that would Whai I have said, - Bianca, get you in :

thoroughly woo her, wed her, and bed her, and rid And let it not displease thee, good Bianca ; the house of her. Come on. [Eseunt Gre, and lor. For I will love thee ne'er the less, my girl.

Tra. (Advancing.) I pray, sir, tell me, - Is it posKath. A pretty peat! 'tis best

That love should of a sudden take such hold? (sible Put finger in the eye—an she knew why.

Luc. O Tranio, till I found it to be true,
Bian. Sister, content you

in
my

discontent.- I never thought it possible, or likely ; Sir, to your pleasure humbly I subscribe :

But see! while idly I stood looking on, My books, and instruments, shall be my company;

I found the effect of love in idleness : On them to look, and practise by myself

.

And now in plainness do confess to thee, Luc. Hark, Tranio! thou may'st hear Minerva That art to me as secret, and as dear, speak.

(Aside. As Anna to the queen of Carthage was, -Hor. Signior Baptista, will you be so strange ? Tranio, I burn, 1 pine, I perish, Tranio, Sorry am I, that our good will effects

If I achieve not this young modest girl : Bianca's grief.

Counsel me, Tranio, for I know thou canst ; Gre.

Why, will you mew her up, Assist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt. Signior Baptista, for this fiend of hell,

Tra. Master, it is no time to chide you now: And make } ar bear the penance of her tongue ? Affection is not rated from the heart

Bap. Gentlemen, content ye; I am resolv'd:- If love have touch'd you, nought remains but so.Go in, Bianca.

(Exit Branca. Redime te captum quam queas minimo. And for I know, she taketh most delight

Luc. Gramercies, lad; go forward : this contents; In music, instruments, and poetry,

The rest will comfort, for thy counsel's sound. Schoolmasters will I keep within my house,

Tra. Master, you look'd so longly on the maid, Fit to instruct her youth - If you, Hortensio, Perhaps you mark'd not what's the pith of all. Cr signior Gremio, you,-know any such,

Luc. O yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face, Prefer them hither; for, to cunning men

Such as the daughter of Agenor had, I will be very kind, and liberal

That made great Jove to humble him to her hand, 10 mine own children in good bringing up;

When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan strand. And so, farewell. Katharina, you may stay ;

Tra. Saw you no more ? mark'd you not, how her for I have more to commune with Bianca. [Exit. Began to scold; and raise up such a storm, (sister

Kath. Why, and I trust, 1 may go too ; May I not? That mortal ears might hardly endure the din ? What, shall I be appointed hours; as though, belike, Luc. Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move, I knew not what to take, and what to leave ? Ha! And with her breath she did perfume the air ;

(Exit. Sacred, and sweet, was all I saw in her. Gre. You may go to the devil's dam ; your gifts Tra. Nay, then, 'tis time to stir him from his trance. ire so good, here is none will hold you. Their love I pray, awake, sir ; If you love the maid, is not so great, Hortensio, but we may blow our nails Bend thoughts and wits to achieve her. Thus it together, and fast it fairly out; our cake's dough Her eldest sister is so curst and shrewd, (stands :on both sides. Farewell : Yet, for the love I bear That, till the father rid his hands of her, my sweet Bianca, if I can by any means light on a Master, your love must live a maid at home; fit

man, to teach her that wherein she delights, I will And therefore has he closely mew'd her up, wish him to her father?

Because she shall not be annoy'd with suitors. Hor. So will I, signior Gremio : But a word, I Luc. Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father's he! pray. Though the nature of our quarrel yet never But art thou not advis'd he took some care prook'd parle, know now, upon advice, it toucheth To get her cunning schoolmasters to instruct her? us both,—that we may yet again have access to our Tra. Ay, marry, am I sir; and now 'tis plotted. fair mistress, and be happy rivals in Bianca's love,-- Luc. I have it, Tranio. to labour and effect one thing 'specially.

Tra.

Master, for my hand, Gre. What's that, I pray!

Both our inventions meet and jump in one.
Hor. Marry, sir, to get å husband for her sister. Luc. Tell me thine first,
Gre. A husband ! a devil.

Tra.

You will be schoolmaster Hor. I say, a husband.

And undertake the teaching of the maid : Cite. I say, a devil: Think'st thou, Hortensio, That's your device.

R

Inc.

It is : May it be done ? : To see my friends in Padua ; bul, of all,
I'ra. Not possible ; For who shall bear your part, My best beloved and approved friend,
And be in Padua here l'incentio's son ?

Hortensio ; and, I trow, this is his house :-.
Keep house, and ply his book; welcome his friends; Here, sirrah Grumio ; knock, 1 say.
Visit his countrymen, and banquet them?

Gru. knock, sir! whom should I knock ? is there
Luc. Basta ; content thee; for I have it full. any man has rebused your worship?
We have not yet been seen in any house ;

Pet. Villain, I say, knock me here soundly. Nor can we be distinguished by our faces,

Gru. knock you here, sir ? why, sir, what am I For man, or master : then it follows thus ; - sir, that I should knock you here, sir? Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead,

Pet. Villain, I say, knock me at this gate, Keep house, and port, and servants, as I should : And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate. I will some other be ; some Florentine,

Gru. My master is grown quarrelsome : I should Some Neapolitan, or mean man of Pisa.

knock you first, 'Tis hatch'd, and shall be so :-Tranio, at once

And then I know after who comes by the worst. Uncase thee ; take my colour'd hat and cloak: Pet. Will it pot be ? When Biondello coines, he waits on thee ;

'Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock, I'll wring it; But I will charm him first to keep his tongue. I'll try how you can sol, fa, and sing it. Tru. So had you need. [They exchange hubits.

(He wrings Grumio by the ears In brief then, sir, sith it your pleasure is,

Gru. Help, masters, help! my master is mad. And I am tied to be obedient;

Pet. Now, knock when I bid you: sirrah! villain' (For so your father chary'd me at our parting ;

Enter HORTENSIO.
Be serviceuble to my son, quoth he,
Although, I think, 'twas in another sense, )

Hor. How now ? what's the matter?-My old friend I am content to be Lucentio,

Grumio! and my good friend Petruchio !-How do Because so well I love Lucentio.

you all at Verona? Lue. Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves : Pet. Signior Hortensio, come you to part the fray?. And let me be a slave, to achieve that maid

Con tutto il core bene trovato, may I say. Whose sudden sight hath thrall'd my wounded eye. Hor. Alla nostra casa bene venuto, Enter BIONDELLO.

Molto honorato signor mio Petruchio. Here comes the rogue.—Sirrah, where have you been?

Rise, Grumio, rise; we will compound this quarrel. Bion. Where have I been? Nay, how now, where -If this be not a lawful cause for me to leave ints

Gru. Nay, 'tis no matter, what he 'leges in Laun. are you?

service.-Look you, sir,-he bid me knock him, and Master, has my fellow Tranio stol'n your clothes ? Or you stol'n his ? or both ? pray, what's the news? rap him soundly, sir : Well, was it fit for a serval:

to use his master so; being, perhaps, (for ough Luc. Sirrah, come hither ; 'tis no time to jest,

see,) two and thirty,--a pip out? And therefore frame your manners to the time.

Whom, 'would to God, I had well knock'd at first. Your fellow Tranio here, to save my life,

Then had not Grumio come by the worst. Puts my apparel and my countenance on,

Pet. A senseless villain ! -Good Hortensio And I for my escape have put on his ;

I bade the rascal knock upon your gate, For in a quarrel, since I came ashore,

And could not get him for my heart to do it. I kill'd a man, and fear I was descried.

Gru. Knock at the gate ?--O heavens ! (here, Wait you on bim, I charge you, as becomes, While I make way from hence to save my

life:

Spake you not these words plain,—Sirrah, knock nu

Rap me here, knock me well, and knock me soundly? You understand me? Bion. 1, sir ? ne'er a whit.

And come you now with-knocking at the gate ?

Pet. Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I advise you Luc. And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth ;

Hor. Petruchio, patience; I am Grumio's pledge Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio.

Bion. The better for him ; 'Would I were so too! Why, this a heavy chance 'twixt him and you ; Tra. So would I, faith, boy, to have the next wish And tell me now, sweet friend, - what happy gale

Your ancient, trusty, pleasant servant Grumio. after,

[ter. Blows you to Padua here, from old Verona? That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest daughBut, sirrah, - not for my sake, but your master's, – To seek their fortunes further than at hoine, (world.

Pet. Such wind as scatters young men through the I advise

(panies : Where small experience grows. But, in a few, You use your manners discreetly in all kind of com

Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me :When I am alone, why, then I am Tranio ;

Antonio, my father, is deceas'd ; But in all places else, your master Lucentio.

And I have thrust myself into this maze, Luc. Tranio, let's go :--.

Haply to wive, and thrive, as best I may: One thing more rests, that thyself execute ; (why,

- Crowns in my purse I have, and goods at homne. To make one among these wooers: If thou ask me And so am come abroad to see the world. Sufficeth, my reasons are both good and weighty.

Hor. Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to thee

(Exeunt. And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favour'd wife? 1 Serv. My lord you nod; you do not mind the play. Thoud'st thank me but a little for my counsel :

Sly. Yes, by saint Anne, do 1. A good matter, And yet I'll promise thee she shall be richi, surely ; Comes there any more of it?

And very rich :--but thou 'rt too much my friend, Page. My lord, 'tis but begun.

And I'll not wish thee to her. Sly. 'Tis a very ercellent piece of work, madam lady;

Pet. Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as we Would 'twere done!

Few words suffice : and, therefore, if thou know SCENE II.-The same. Before Hortensio's Hinese. One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife,

(As wealth is burden of my wooing dance, ) Enter PETRECHO and GRUMIO.

Be she as foul as was Florentius' love, et. Verona, for a while I take my leave, As old as Sybil, and as curst and shrewd

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