Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO. Pet. Come, where be these gallants? who's at home? Tra. As I wish you were. And yet I come not well. 90 Not so well apparell'd Pet. Were it better, I should rush in thus. But where is Kate? where is my lovely bride? How does my father? Gentles, inethinks you frown: As if they saw some wondrous monument, Some comet or unusual prodigy? Bap. Why, sir, you know this is your wedding-day: First were we sa 1, fearing you would not come ; Tra. And tell us, what occasion of import Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to 100 110 But where is Kate? I stay too long from her : The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church. Tra. See not your bride in these unreverent robes: Pet. Not I, believe me thus I'll visit her. Go to my chamber; put on clothes of mine. Bap. But thus, I trust, you will not marry her. Pet. Good sooth, even thus; therefore ha' done with words: To me she's married, not unto my clothes: bride, 120 [Exeunt Petruchio and Grumio. Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad attire: We will persuade him, be it possible, To put on better ere he go to church. Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this. [Exeunt Baptista, Gremio, and attendan:ı Tra. But to her love concerneth us to add Her father's liking: which to bring to pass, As I before imparted to your worship, I am to get a man,-whate'er he be, It skills not much, we'll fit him to our turn,- Luc. Were it not that my fellow-schoolmaster Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into, Re-enter GREMIO. Signior Gremio, came you from the church? Gre. As willingly as e'er I came from school. 130 Tra. And is the bride and bridegroom coming, home? A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find. I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priest "Ay, by gogs-wouns," quoth he; and swore so loud, The mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff Tra. What said the wench when he rose again? 140 150 160 Gre. Trembled and shook; for why, he stamp'd and swore, As if the vicar meant to cozen him. But after many ceremonies done, He calls for wine: "A health!" quoth he, as if 170 After a storm; quaff'd off the muscadel But that his beard grew thin and hungerly 180 [Music. Re-enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA, BAPTISTA, Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains: I know you think to dine with me to-day, And have prepared great store of wedding cheer; Bap. Is 't possible you will away to-night? Pet. It cannot be. Pet. I am content. Kath. Let me entreat you. Let me entreat you. Are you content to stay? Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay; But yet not stay, entreat me how you can. Kath. Now, if you love me, stay. Pet. Grumio, my horse. 190 200 Gru. Ay, sir, they be ready; the oats have eaten the horses. Kath. Nay, then, Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day; No, nor to-morrow, not till I please myself. The door is open, sir; there lies your way; You may be jogging whiles your boots are green; 210 For me, I'll not be gone till I please myself: Pet. O Kate, content thee; prithee, be not angry. 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 command Go to the feast, revel and domineer, Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret; I will be master of what is mine own: She is my goods, my chattles; she is my house, My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing; And here she stands, touch her whoever dare; I'll bring mine action on the proudest he That stops my way in Padua. Grumio Draw forth thy weapon, we are beset with thieves; Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch thee, Kate : 220 230 241 [Exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Grumio. 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? Bian. That, being mad herself, she's madly mated. Gre. I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. Bap. Neighbours and friends, though bride and bride groom wants For to supply the places at the table, You know there wants no junkets at the feast. 250 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? Come, gentlemen, let's go. [Exeunt. Gru. Fie, fie 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 not I a little pot and soon hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my belly, 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, ho! Curtis. Enter CURTIS. Curt. Who is that calls so coldly? Gru. A piece of ice: if thou doubt it, thou mayst slide from my 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? 21 Gru. She was, good Curtis, before this frost : but, thou knowest, 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 prithee, 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. 40 Curt. There's fire ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news. Gru. Why, "Jack, boy! ho! boy!" and as much news as will thaw. Curt. Come, you are so full of cony catching! Gru. Why, therefore fire; for I have caught extreme |