Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.

Gru. Bion. O excellent motion: fellows, let's be Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it so, Petruchio, I fhall be your ben venuto.

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gone.

[Exeunt.

1 Man. My Lord, you nod, you do not mind the play. Sly. Yea, by St. Ann do I: a good matter furely! comes there any more of it?

Lady. My Lord, 'tis but begun.

Sly. Tis a very excellent piece of work, Madam Lady. Would 'twere done!

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Baptifta's House in Padua.

Enter Katharina and Bianca.

BIANCA.

Ood fifter, wrong me not, nor wrong your self,
To make a bond-maid and a flave of me;
That I disdain: but for these other goods,
Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off my felf,
Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat,

Or what you will command me will I do;

So well I know my duty to my elders.

Kath. Of all thy fuitors here I charge thee tell Whom thou lov'ft beft: fee thou diffemble not.

Bian. Believe me fifter, of all men alive

I never yet beheld that fpecial face
Which I could fancy more than any other.

Kath. Minion, thou lieft; is't not Hortenfio?

Bian. If you affect him, sister, here I swear
I'll plead for you my felf, but you fhall have him.
Kath. Oh then belike you fancy riches more,
You will have Gremio, to keep you fair.

Bian. Is it for him you do fo envy me?
Nay then you jeft, and now I well perceive
You have but jested with me all this while;
I pr'ythee, fifter Kate, untie my hands.

Kath. If that be jeft, then all the reft was fo. [Strikes her. Enter Baptista.

Bap. Why how now dame, whence grows this infolence?
Bianca, stand aside; poor girl, fhe weeps;
Go ply thy needle, meddle not with her.
For fhame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit,

Why dost thou wrong her, that did ne'er wrong thee?
When did fhe cross thee with a bitter word?

Kath. Her filence flouts me, and I'll be reveng'd.

[Flies after Bianca. Bap. What, in my fight? Bianca, get thee in. [Ex. Bian. Kath. Will you not fuffer me? nay, now I fee She is your treasure, she must have a husband, I must dance bare-foot on her wedding-day, And for your love to her lead apes in hell: Talk not to me, I will go fit and weep, 'Till I can find occafion of revenge.

Bap. Was ever gentleman thus griev❜d as I? But who comes here?

[Exit Kath.

SCENE

Enter Gremio, Lucentio in the habit of a mean man, Petruchio with Hortenfio like a musician, Tranio and Biondello bearing a lute and books.

Gre. Good morrow, neighbour Baptifta.

Bap. Good morrow, neighbour Gremio: God fave you gentlemen.

Pet. And you, good Sir; pray have you not a daughter call'd Katharina, fair and virtuous ?

Bap. I have a daughter, Sir, call'd Katharina.

Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly.

Pet. You wrong me, Signior Gremio, give me leave.

I am a gentleman of Verona, Sir,

That hearing of her beauty and her wit,

Her affability and bashful modefty,

Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour,
Am bold to fhew my felf a forward guest

[Prefenting Hor.

Within your house, to make mine eye the witness
Of that report, which I so oft have heard.
And for an entrance to my entertainment,
I do prefent you with a man of mine,
Cunning in mufick, and the mathematicks,
To inftruct her fully in thofe sciences,
Whereof I know fhe is not ignorant:
Accept of him, or elfe you do me wrong,

His name is Licio, born in Mantua.

Bap. Y'are welcome, Sir, and he for your good fake. But for my daughter Katharina, this I know,

She is not for your turn, the more's my grief.

Pet. I fee you do not mean to part with her,

Or else you like not of my company.

Bap.

Bap. Mistake me not, I fpeak but what I find. Whence are you, Sir? what may I call your name? Pet. Petruchio is my name, Antonio's son,

A man well known throughout all Italy.

Bap. I know him well: you are welcome for his fake. Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray let us that are poor petitioners speak too. Baccare, you are marvellous forward. Pet. Oh, pardon me, Signior Gremio, I would fain be doing. Gre. I doubt it not, Sir, but you will curfe your wooing neighbours. This is a gift very grateful, I am fure of it. To express the like kindness my self, that have been more kindly beholden to you than any, free leave give to this young scholar, that hath been long studying at Reims, [Prefenting Luc.] as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in musick and mathematicks; his name is Cambio; pray accept

his fervice.

Bap. A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio: welcome, good Cambio. But, gentle Sir, methinks you walk like a stranger, [To Tranio.] may I be fo bold to know the cause of your coming?

Tra. Pardon me, Sir, the boldness is mine own,

That being a stranger in this city here,

Do make my self a fuitor to your daughter,

Unto Bianca, fair and virtuous:

Nor is your firm refolve unknown to me,
In the preferment of the eldest sister.

This liberty is all that I request,

That upon knowledge of my parentage,

I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo,

And free accefs and favour as the reft.

And toward the education of your daughters,

I here bestow a simple instrument,

And this small packet of Greek and Latin books.

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you accept them, then their worth is great.
Bap. Lucentio is your name? of whence I pray?
Tra. Of Pifa, Sir, fon to Vincentio.

Bap. A mighty man of Pisa; by report

I know him well; you are very welcome, Sir.
Take you the lute, and you the fet of books,
You fhall go see your pupils presently.

Holla, within.

Enter a fervant.

Sirrah, lead these gentlemen

To my two daughters, and then tell them both
These are their tutors, bid them use them well.
We will go walk a little in the orchard,

And then to dinner. You are paffing welcome,
And fo I pray you all to think your felves.

Pet. Signior Baptifta, my bufinefs asketh hafte,
And every day I cannot come to woo.
You knew my father well, and in him me,
Left folely heir to all his lands and goods,
Which I have better'd rather than decreas'd;
Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love,
What dowry fhall I have with her to wife?
Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands,

And in poffeffion twenty thousand crowns.

Pet. And for that dowry, I'll affure her of
Her widowhood, be it that she furvive me,
In all my lands and leafes whatfoever;

Let fpecialties be therefore drawn between us,
That covenants may be kept on either hand.

Bap. Ay, when the fpecial thing is well obtain'd,
That is, her love; for that is all in all.

Pet.