That in a twink she won me to her love.

Myself am struck in years, I must confess; (, you are novices ! 'tis a world to see,

And, if I die to-morrow, this is hers, How tame, when men and women are alone, If whilst I live, she will be only mine. A meacock> wretch can make the curstest shrew. Tra. That only came well in- -Sir, list to me; Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice, I am my father's heir, and only son: To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day :

If I may have your daughter to my wife, Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests; I'll leave her houses three or four as good, I will be sure, my Katherine shall be fine.

Within rich Pisa walls, as any one Bap. I know not what to say; give me your old signior Gremio has in Padua; hands;

Besides two thousand ducats by the year, God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match. Of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure.

Gre. Tra. Amen, say we; we will be witnesses. What, have 1 pinch'd you, signior Gremio?

Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu ; Gré. Two thousand ducats by the year, of land ! I will to Venice, Sunday.comes apace:

My land amounts not to so much in all : We will have rings, and things, and fine array ; That she shall have ; besides an argosy, And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o’Sunday. That now is lying in Marseilles' road: (Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA, severally. What, have I chok'd you with an argosy? Gre. Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly ? Tra. Gremio, 'tis known, my father hath no less Bap. 'Faith, gentleman, now I play a merchant's Than three great argosies; besides two galliasses, part,

And twelve tight gallies: these I will assure her, And venture madly on a desperate mart.

and twice as much, whate'r thou offer'st next. Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you: Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more; 'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas. And she can have no more than all I have;

Bup. The gain I seek is-quiet in the match. If you like me, she shall have me and mine.

Gre. No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch. Ira. Why, then the maid is mine from all the But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter ;

world, Now is the day we long have looked for;

By your firm promise; Gremio is out-vied. I am your neighbor, and was suitor first.

Bup: I must contess, your ofler is the best : Tra. And I am one, that love Bianca more And, let your father make lier the assurance, Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess. She is your own; else, you must pardon me:

Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love so dear as I. If you should die before him, where's her dower ? Tra. Grey-beard ! thy love doth freeze.

Tra. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young. Gre.

But tbine doth fry. Gre. And may not young men die as well as old ? Skipper, stand back; 'tis age that nourisheth. Bap. Well, gentlemen,

Tra. But youth in ladies' eyes that tlourisheth. I am thus resolv'd :-On Sunday next you know,
Bup. Content you, gentlemen; I'll compound My daughter Katharine is to be married:
this strife;

Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca
'Tis deeds must win the prize; and he, of both, Be bride to you, if you make this assurance;
That can assure my daughter greatest dower If not, to signior Gremio:
Shall have Bianca's love.-

And so I take my leave, and thank you both. Say, signior Gremio, what can you assure her?

(Exit. Gre. First, as you know, my house within the city Gre. Adicu, good neighbor.-Now I fear thee not; Is richly furnished with plate and gold;

Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool Basons, and ewers, to lave her dainty hands; To give thee all, and in his waning My hangings all of 'Tyrian tapestry :

Set foot under thy table: Tut! a ioy! In ivory coffers I have stuff d my crowns;

An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy. [Erit. In cypress chests my arras, counterpoints,

Tra. A vengeance on your crafty, wither'd hide ! Costly apparel, tents, and canopies,

Yet I have faced it with a card of ten.s fine linen, Turkey cushions, boss'd with pearl, Tis in my head to do my master good: Valance of Venice gold in needle-work,

I see no reason, but suppos'd Lucentio
Pewter and brass, and all things that belong Must get a father, calld-suppos'd Vicentio ;
To house, or housekeeping : then, at my farm, And that's a wonder : fathers, commonly,
I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail,

Do get their children; but in this case of wooing, Six score fat oxen standing in my stalls,

A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cunning And all things answerable to this portion.

(E.cit.

age,

ACT III.

SCENE I-d Room in Baptista's House.
Enter LUCENTIO, HORTENSIO, and Bianca.
Luc. Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, sir:
Have you so soon forgot ihe entertainment
Her sister Katharine welcorn'd you withal ?

Hor. But, wrangling pedant, this is
The patroness of heavenly harmony;
Then give me leave to have prerogative;
And when in music we have spent an hour,
Your iecture shall have leisure for as much.

Luc. Preposterous ass ! that never read so far
To know the cause why music was ordain'd!
Was it not, to refresh the mind of man,
After his studies, or his usual pain ?
Then give me leave to read philosophy,
And while I pause, serve in your harmony.

Hor. Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine.

Bian. Why, gentlemen, you do me double wrong,
To strive for that which resteth in my choice:
I am no breeching scholars in the schools;
I'll not be tied to hours, nor 'pointed times,
But learn my lessons as I please myself.
And to cut off all strife, here sit we down:-

• It is well worth seeing. A dastardly creature.
1 Coverings for beds ; now called counterpanes.
. No schoolboy, liable to be whipped.

Take you your instrument, play you the whiles;
His lecture will be done, ere you have tun'd.
Hor. You'll leave his lecture when I am in tune!

[To BIANCA.-HORTENSI0 retires.
Luc. That will be never; tune your instrument.
Bian. Where left we last ?
Luc. Here, madam :
Hac ibat Simois; hic est Sigeia tellus:

Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis.
Bian. Construe them.

Luc. Huc ibat, as I told you before,-Simois, I
am Lucentio.-hicest, son unto Vincentio of Pisa, -
Sigein tellus, disguised thus to get your love ;-
Hic steterat, and that Lucentio that comes a woo-
ing,-Priami, is my man Tranio-regia, bearing
my port,-celsa senis, that we might beguile the old
pantaloon.
Hor. Madam, my instrument's in tune.

(Returning. Bian. Let's hear ;

[HORTENSIO plays. O fye! the treble jars.

Luc. Spit in the hole, man, and tune again.

Bian. Now let me see if I can construe it: Hac ibat Simois, I know you not; hic est Sigeia tellus,

3 A large merchant-ship.
* A vessel of burthen worked both with sails and oars,

The highest card.
& The old cully in Italian farces.

I trust you not; - Hic steterat Priami, take heed Tra. Patience, good Katharine, and Baptista, too; he hear us not ;-regia, presume not;celsa senis, Upon my life, Petruchio means but well, despair not.

Whatever fortune stays him from his word: Hor. Madam, 'tis now in tune.

Though he be blunt, I know him passing wise; Luc.

All but the base. Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest. Hor. The base is right; 'tis the base knave that kuh. 'Would Katharine had never seen him jars.

though! How fiery and forward our pedant is!

[Erit, weeping, followed by BIANCA, and others. Now, for my life, the knave doth court my love: Bap. Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep; Peduscule, I'll watch you better yet.

For such an injury would vex a saint, Bumn. In time I may believe, yet I mistrust. Much more a shrew of thy impatient humor.

Luc. Mistrust it not; for sure, Facides Was Ajax,-call'd so from his grandfather.

Enter BIONDELLO. Bian. I must believe my master; else I promise Bion. Master, master! news, old news, and such you,

news as you never heard of! I should be arguing still upon that doubt:

Bap. Is it new and old too? how may that be? But let it rest.-Now, Licio, to you:

Bion. Why, is it not news, to hear of Petruchio's Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray,

coming ? That I have been thus pleasant with you both. Bap. Is he come? Hor. You may go walk, [To LUCENT10.1 and Bion. Why, no, sir. give me leave awhile:

Bap. What then ?
My lessons make no music in three parts.

Bion. He is coming.
Luc. Are you so formal, sir ? well, I must wait, Bap. When will he be here?
And watch withal; for, but I be deceivid,

Bion. When he stands where I am, and sees you Our fine musician groweth amorous. [Aside. there.

Hor. Madam, before you touch the instrument, Tra. But, say, what:-To thine old news. To learn the order of my fingering,

Bion. Why, Petruchio is coming, in a new hat I must begin the rudiments of art;

and an old jerkin ; a pair of old breeches, thrice To teach you gamut in a briefer sort,

turned, a pair of boots that have been candle-cases, More pleasant, pithy, and etlectual,

one buckled, another laced ; an old rusty sword Than hath been taught by any of my trade : ta'en out of the town armory, with a broken hilt, And there it is in writing, fairly drawn.

and chapeless ; with two broken points : His horse Bian. Why, I am past my gamut long ago. hipped with an old mothy saddle, the stirrups of no Hor. Yet read the gamut of Hortensio.

kindred: besides, possessed with the glanders, and Bian. [Reads. Gamut I am, the ground of all like to mose in the chine; troubled with the lampass, uccord,

infected with the fashions.? full of wind-galls, sped A re, to plead Hortensio's passion:

with spavins, raied with the yellows, past cure of B mi, Bianca, take him for thu lord,

the fires, stark spoiled with the staggers, begnawn C faut, that lores uilh all affection; with the bots ; swayed in the back, and shoulderD sol re, one clitt, two notes have I;

shotten; ne'er-legg'd before, and with a half-check'd E la mi, show pity, or I die.

bit, and a head-stall of sheep's leather; which, being Call you this--gamut ?' tut! I like it not:

restrained to keep him from stumbling, hath been Old fashions please me best; I am not so nice, often burst, and now repaired with knots: one girt To change true rules for odd inventions.

six times pieced, and a woman's crupper of velure, Enter a Servant.

which hath two letters for her name, fairly set

down in studs, and here and there pieced with Serv. Mistress, your father prays you leave your packthread. books,

Bip. Who comes with him ? And help to dress your sister's chamber up;

Bim. O, sir, his lackey, for all the world caparYou know, to-morrow is the wedding day.

isoped like the horse; with a linen stocke on one Bian. Farewell, sweet masters, both; I must be leg, and a kersey boot-hose on the other, gartered

gone. (Exeunt Bianca and Servant. with a red and blue list; an old hat, and The humor Luc. 'Faith, mistress, then I have no cause to of forty fancies prick'd in't for a feather: a monster, stay.

[Exit. a very monster in apparel; and not like a Christian Hor. But I have cause to pry into this pedant; footboy, or a gentleman's lackey. Methinks, he looks as though he were in love : Tra. 'Tis some odd humor pricks him to this Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so humble,

fashion ; To cast thy wand'ring eyes on every stale, Yet oftentimes he goes but mean apparell'd. Seize thee, that list: If once I find thee ranging, Bap. I am glad be is come, howsoe er he comes. Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing: Bion. Why, sir, he comes not.

[Exit.

Bip. Didst thou not say, he comes?
SCENE II.-Before Baptista's House.

Bion. Who? that Petruchio came?

Bap. Ay, that Petruchio came. Enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, TRAINIO, KATHARINA, Bion, No, sir; I say, his horse comes with him BIANCA, LUCENTIo, and Attendants.

on his back. Bap. Signior Lucentio, [To TRAN10.) this is the

Bp. Why, that's all one. 'pointed day

Bion. Nay, by saint Jamy, I hold you a penny, That Katharine and Petruchio should be married,

A horse and a man is more than one, and yet not And yet we hear not of our son-in-law:

many. What will be said ? what mockery will it be,

Enter PETRUCHIO and GruM10. To want the bridegroom, when the priest attends

Pet. Come, where be these gallants? who is at To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage ?

home?
What says Lucentio to this shame of ours!
Kath. No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be

Bap. You are welcome, sir.
Pel.

And yet I come not well. forced To give my hand, oppos'd against my heart,

Bap. And yet you halt not.

Tra. Unto a mad-brain rudesby, full of spleen:'

Not so well apparellid

As I wish you were.
Who woo'd in haste, and means to wed at lei- Pet. Were it better I should rush in thus.

But where is Kate? where is my lovely bride?I told you, I, he was a frantic fool,

How does my father?-Gentles, methinks you frown: Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behavior :

And wheretore gaze this goodly company;
And, to be noted for a merry man,
He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage, Some comet, or unusual prodigy?

As if they saw some wondrous monument,
Make friends, invite, yes, and proclaim the banns; Bap. Why, sir, you know this is your wedding-
Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd.

day: Now must the world point at poor Katharine, First were we sad, fearing you would not come; And say,-Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife,

Now sadder, that you come so unprovided. If it would pleuse him come and murry her.

7 Vives; a distemper in horses * Pedant. 8 Bait, decoy. • Caprice, inconstancy. Velvet.

- Stocking.

sure.

1 Farcy.

Fye! doff this habit, shame to your estate, And kiss'd her lips with such a clarmorous smack, An eye-sore to our solemn festival.

That, at the parting, all the church did echo. Tra. And tell us, what occasion of import I, seeing this, came thence for very shame; Hath all so long detained you from your wife, And, aller me, I know the route is coming i And sent you hither so unlike yourself?

Such a mad marriage never was before: Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear: Hark, hark ! I hear the minstrels play. [Music. Sufliceth, I am come to keep my word,

Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA, BAP. Though in some part enforced to digress; Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse

TISTA, HORTENSIO, GHUM10, and Train. As you shall well be satistied withal.

Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for But, where is Kate? I stay too long from her;

your pains : The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church. I know, you think to dine with me to-day, Tra. See not your bride in these unreverent and have prepar'd great store or wedding cheer; robes :

But so it is, my haste doth call me hence, Go to my chamber, put on clothes of mine. And therefore here I mean to take my leave. Pet. Not I, believe me; thus l'll visit her.

Bap. Ist possible, you will away to-night ? Bap. But thus, I trust, you will not marry her. Pei. I must away to-day, before night come Pel. Good sooth, even thus; therefore have done Make it no wonder; if you knew my business, with words;

You would entreat me rather go than stay; To me she's married, not unto my clothes :

And, honest company, I thank you all, Could I repair what she will wear in ine,

That have behelá me give away myself As I can change these poor accoutrements, To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife; 'Twere well for Kate, and better for myself. Dine with my father, drink a health to me; But what a fool am I, to chat with you,

For I must hence: and farewell to you all. When I should bid good-morrow to iny bride, Tra. Let us entreat you stay till atter dinner. And seal the title with a lovely kiss!

Pet. It may not be. (Exeunt Petrucno, Grumio, and BIONDELLO. Gre.

Let me entreat you. Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad attire: Pet. It cannot be. We will persuade him, be it possible,

Kath.

Let me entreat you. To put on better ere he go to church.

Pet. I am content. Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this. Kath.

Are you content to stay?

[Erit. Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay: Tra. But, sir, to her love concerneth us to add

But yet not stay, entreat me how you can. Her father's liking: Which to bring to pass,

Kath. Now, if you love me, stay. As I before imparted to your worship,

Pei.

Grumio, my horses. I am to get a man,--whate er he be,

Gru. Ay, sir, they be ready; the oats bave eaten It skills. not much; we'll fit him to our turn,- the horses. And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa;

Kuth. Nay, then, And inake assurance, here in Padua,

Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day; Of greater sums than I have promised.

No, nor lo-morrow, nor till I please myself. So shall you quietly enjoy your hope,

The door is open, sir, there lies your way, And marry sweet Bianca with consent.

You may be jogging, whilst your boots are green; Luc. Were it not that my fellow-schoolmaster For me, Tll not be gone, till I please myself:Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,

'Tis like, you'll prove a jolly surly groom, 'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage; That take it on you at the first so roundly. Which once perform’d, let all the world say: -no, Pet. 0, Kate, content thee; prythee be not angry: I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world.

Kath. I will be angry: Whai hast thou to do? Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into, Father, be quiet: he shall stay my leisure. And watch our vantage in this business:

Gre. Ay, marry, sir: now it begins to work. We'll over-reach the grey-beard, Gremio;

kath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner: The narrow-prying father, Minola;

I see, a woman may be made a fool, The quaints musician, amorous Licio;

If she had not a spirit to resist. All for my master's sake, Lucentio.

Pet. They shall go forward, Kate, at thy com

mand : Re-enter GREMIO.

Obey the bride, you that attend on her:

Go to the feast, revel and domineer,
Signior Gremio, came you from the church?
Gre. As willingly as e'er I came from school.

Carouse full measures to her maidenhead,
Tra. And is the bride and bridegroom coming | But for iny bonny Kate, she must with me.

Be mad and merry,--or go hang yourselves; home? Gre. A bridegroom say you? 'tis a groom, indeed, Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret;

I will be master of what is mine own:
A grumbling groom, and ihat the girl shall find.
Tra. Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible.

She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house, Gre. Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend.

My household stuit, iny teld, my barn, Tra. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam. My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing; Gre. Tut! she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him.

And here she stands, touch her whoever dare; I'll tell you, sir Lucentio: When the priest

I'll bring my action on the proudest he Should ask-i Katharine should be his wife,

That stops my way in Padua.--Grumio, Ay, by gogs-wouns, quoth he; and swore so loud,

Draw forth thy weapon; we're beset with thieves ; That, all amazed, the priest lei fall the book :

Rescue thy mistress, it thou be a man : And, as he stooped again to take it up,

Fear not, sweet wench, they sha not touch thee, The 'mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff, I'll buckler thee against a million.

Kate:
That down fell priest and book, and book and priest;
Now take them up, quoth he, if any list.

[Exeunt PETRCCHIO, KATHARINA, and GRUMIO. Tra. What said the wench, when he arose again?

Bup. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones. Gre. Trembled and shook; for why, he stamp'd,

Gre. Went they not quickly, I should die with and swore,

laughing As if the vicar meant to cozen him.

Tra. Of all mad matches, never was the like! But after many ceremonies done,

Luc. Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister? He calls for wine :- A health, quoth he; as if

Bian. That being mad herseli, she's madiy mated. He had been aboard carousing to his mates

Gre. I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. Aller a storm :-Quatt'd off the muscadel,

Bap. Neighbors and friends, though bride and And threw the sops all in the sexton's face;

bridegroom wants Having no other reason, -.

For to supply the places at the table, But that his beard grew thin and hungerly,

You know, there wants no junkets at the feast ;And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drinking.

Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's place ;

And let Bianca take her sister's room. This done, he took the bride about the neck;

Tra. Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it? & Matters.

Bap. She shall, Lucentio.- Come, gentlemen, It was the custom for the company present to drink wine immediately after the marriage ceremony.