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'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. Bap. O ho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. Luc. Ithank thee for that gird, good Tranio. Hor. Confess, Confess, hath he not hit you here?

Pet. 'A has a little gall'd me, I confess; And, as the jest did glance away from me, 'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright.

Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all Pet. Well, I say-no: and therefore, for assurance,

Let's each one send unto his wife;

And he, whose wife is most obedient
Shall win the wager which we will propose.
To come at first when he doth send for her,
Hor. Content:-What is the wager?
Luc. Twenty crowns.

Pet. Twenty crowns!

I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound, But twenty times so much upon my wife. Luc. A hundred then.

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Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands:

Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. [Exit KATHARINA. Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of wonder.

Hor. and so it is; I wonder what it bodes. Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet life,

An awful rule, and right supremacy; And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy.

Bap. Now fair befall thee, good Petruchio! The wager thou hast won; and I will add Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns; Another dowry to another daughter, For she is chang'd, as she had never been. Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet; And show more sign of her obedience, Her new-built virture and obedience. Re-Enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA, and


See, where she comes; and brings your fro ward wives

As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.—
Katharine, that cap of yours becomes you not;
Off with that bauble, throw it underfoot.
[KATHARINA pulls off her cap, and throws

it down.

Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass!

Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this?

Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too: The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, Hath cost me a hundred crowns since suppertime.

Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty.

Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women What duty they do owe their lords and hus


Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have no telling.

Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her.

Wid. She shall not.

Pet. I say, she shall-and first begin with her.

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Kath. Fie, fie! unknit that threat'ning un-
kind brow;

And dart not scornful glances from those eyes,
To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor:
It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads;
Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair
And in no sense is meet, or amiable. [buds;
A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled;
Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty;
And, while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Will deign to sip, or touch one drop of it.
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for

And for thy maintenance: commits his body
To painful labour, both by sea and land;
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and

And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
But love, fair looks, and true obedience ;-
Too little payment for so great a debt.
Such duty as the subject owes the prince,
Even such, a woman oweth to her husband:
And, when she's forward, peevish, sullen, sour,
And, not obedient to his honest will,
What is she, but a foul contending rebel,
And graceless traitor to her loving lord?-
I am asham'd that women are so simple
To offer war, where they should kneel for

Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway,
When they are bound to serve, love, and obey,
Why are our bodies soft, and weak and smooth,
Unapt to toil and trouble in the world;

But that our soft conditions* and our hearts,
Should well agree with our external parts
Come, come, you froward and unable worms!
My mind hath been as big as one of yours,
My heart as great; my reason haply more,
To bandy word for word, and frown for frown:
But now, I see our lances are but straws;
Our strength as weak, our weakness past com.


That seeming to be most which we least are.
Then vail your stomachs,† for it is no boot;
And place your hands below your husbands's
In token of which duty, if he please, [foot:
My hand is ready, may it do him ease!
Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and
kiss me Kate.

Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't.

Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward.

Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are froward.

Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed:We three are married, but we two are sped. 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white; [To LUCENTIO. And, being a winner, God give you good night! [Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATH. Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tam'd a curst shrew.

Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by you leave, she will be tamed so.

*Gentle tempers.


Abate your spirits.

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Another Sinician Lord.

ROGERO, a Silician Gentleman.

AUTOLYCUS, a Rogue. TIME, as Chorus.

HERMIONE, Queen to Leontes.

PERDITA, Daughter to Leontes and Hermione. PAULINA, Wife to Antigonus.

EMILIA, a Lady,

Two other Ladies, Attending the Queen.

An Attendant on the young Prince Mamillius. MOPSA, Shepherdesses.

Officers of a Court of Judicature.

POLIXENES, King of Bohemia.

FLORIZEL, his Son.

ARCHIDAMUS, a Bohemian Lord. A Mariner.

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Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Satyrs for a dance.

Shepherds, Shepherdesses, Guards, &c.

SCENE, Sometimes in Sicilia; sometimes in Bohemia.

ACT 1.

embasssies that they have seemed to be to

SCENE I-Sicilia.-an Antechamber in LEON-gether, though absent; shook hands, as over

TES' Palace.


Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia, and your Sicilia.

Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him."

Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us, we will be justified in our loves: for indeed,

Cam. 'Beseech you,

Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence-in so rare-I know not what to say.

a vast and embraced, as it were, from the. ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves!

Arch. I think, their is not in the world either malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever came into my note.

Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, physics the subject,t makes old hearts fresh; they, that went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their life, to see him a man.

Arch. Would they else be content to die? Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live.

Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one.


We will give you sleepy drinks; that your unintelligent of our insufficience, may, SCENE II.-The same.-A room of state in though they cannot praise us, as little accuse



Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's given freely.

Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utterance.

Cam. Sicilia cannot show herself over-kind to Bohemia. They were trained together in their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then such an affection, which cannot

choose but branch now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal necessities, made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal, have been royally attornied, with interchange of gifts,letters, loving

Nobly supplied by substitution of embassies.

the Palace.


Pol. Nine changes of the wat❜ry star have been.

The shepherd's note since we have left our
Without a burden: time as long again
Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks;
And yet we should, for perpetuity,
Go hence in debt: And therefore, like a cipher,
Yet standing in rich place, I multiply,
With one we-thank-you, many thousands more
That go
before it.

* Wide waste of country
† Affords a cordial to the State.

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I'll no gain-saying.

Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you, so; There is no tongue that moves, none, none i'the world,

[now, So soon as yours. could win me: so it should Were there necessity in yout request, although "Twere needful I denied it. My affairs Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder, Were, in your love, a whip to me; my stay, To you a charge, and trouble: to save both, Farewell, our brother.

Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen? speak you. Her. I had thought, Sir, to have held my peace, until

You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay.
You, Sir,

Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure,
All in Bohemia's well: this satisfaction
The by-gone day proclaim'd: say this to him,
He's beat from his best ward.

Leon. Well said, Hermione.

Her. To tell, he longs to see his son, were

But let him say so then, and let him go;
But let him swear so, and he shall not stay,
We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.-
Yet of your royal presence [To POLIXENES.]
I'll adventure

The borrow of a week When at Bohemia

You take my lord, I'll give him my commission,

To let him there a month, behind the gestt Prefix'd for his parting: yet, good deed,‡ Le


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Her. Not your jailer then, But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you You were pretty lordings* then. [were boys; Pol. We were, fair queen,

Two lads, that thought there was no more beBut such a day to-morrow as to-day, [hind, And to be boy eternal.

Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o'the

Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did
frisk i'the sun,

And bleat the one at the other: what we
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not
The doctrine of ill-doing, no nor dream'd
That any did: Had we pursued that life,
And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd
With stronger blood, we should have answer'd

Boldly. Not guilty; the imposition clear'd
Hereditary ours.t

Her. By this we gather,
You have tripp'd since.

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Pol. O my most sacred lady, Temptations have since then been born to us: In those unfledg'd days was my wife a girl; Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes Of my young playfellow.

Her Grace to boot!

Of this make no conclusion; lest you say,
Your queen and I are devils: Yet, go on;
The offences we have made you do, we'll an-


If you first sinn'd with us, and that with us
You did continue fault, and that you slipp'd not
With any but with us,

Leon. Is he won yet?
Her. He'll stay, my lord.

Leon. At my request, he would not.
Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st
To better purpose.

Her. Never?

Leon. Never, but once.

Her. What? have I twice said well? when

was't before?

[make us I pr'y thee, tell me : Cram us with praise, and As fast as tame things: One good deed, dying tongueless,

Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that.
Our praises are our wages: You may ride us,
With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere
With spur we heat an acre. But to the jail:--
My last good was, to entreat his stay;
What was my first? it has an elder sister,
Or I mistake you: O, would her name were

Nay, let me have't; I long,
But once before I spoke to the purpose: When?

[to death,

Leon. Why, that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, And clap thyself my love; then didst thou I am yours for ever. Her. It is grace, indeed.→

[utter, [twice:

I have spoke to the purpose
Why, lo you now,
[verily, The one for ever earn'd royal husband;
The other, for some while a friend.

My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread One of them you shall be.

Pol. Your guest then, madam :

To be your prisoner, should import offending;
Which is for me less easy to commit,
Than you to punish.

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[giving her hand to POLIXENES. "Leon. Too hot, too hot : [Aside. To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. I have tremor cordist on me :-my heart dances; But not for joy,-not joy.-This entertainment May a free face put on; derive a liberty

* A diminutive of lords. Setting aside original sin. Trembling of the heart.


From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom,
And well become the agent: it may, I grant:
But to be padding palms, and pinching fingers,
As now they are; and making practis'd smiles,
As in a looking glass;-and then to sigh, as

The mort o'the deer ;* O, that is entertainment
My bosom likes not, nor my brows.-Mamil-
Art thou my boy?

Mam. Ay, my good lord.
Leon. I'fecks?


Why that's my hawcock. What, hast smutch'd
thy nose?-

They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come cap-
We must be neat; not neat, but cleanly, cap-
And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf,
Are all call'd, neat.-Still virginalling

[Observing POLIXENES and HERMIONE. Upon his palm?-How now, you wanton calf? Art thou my calf?

Mam. Yes, if you will, my lord.

Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the
shoot's that I have,

To be full like me :-yet, they say, we are
Almost as like as eggs: women say so,
That will say any thing: But were they false
As o'er-died blacks, as wind, as waters; false
As dice are to be wish'd, by one that fixes
No bourn twixt his and mine; yet were it

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may't be?

Affection! thy intention stabs the centre:
Thou dost make possible, things not so held
Communicat'st with dreams;-(How can this
With what's unreal thou coactive art, [be?)
And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very cre-
Thou may'st co-join with something; and thou
(And that beyond commission; and I find it,)
And that to the infection of my brains,
And hardening of my brows.

Pol. What means Silicia?

Her. He something seems unsettled.
Pol. How, my lord?

What cheer? how is't with you, best brother?
Her. You look,

As if you held a brow of much distraction:
Are you mov'd, my lord?

Leon. No, in good earnest.

How sometimes nature will betray its folly,
Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime
To harder bosoms! Looking on the lines
Of my boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil
Twenty-three years; and saw myself un-

In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled,
Lest it should bite its master, and so prove,
As ornaments oft do, too dangerous.
How like, methought, I then was to this ker-
This quash, this gentleman:- Mine honest
Will you take eggs for money?‡‡

Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight.

Leon. You will? why, happy man be his
dole -My brother,

The tune played at the death of the deer,
Hearty fellow.

e. Playing with her fingers as if on a spinnet. Thou wantest a rough head, and the budding horns that I have.


†† Peacod,

Boundary, **Credible.

Will you be cajoled.

May his share of life be a happy one.

Are you so fond of your young prince, as we
Do seem to be of ours?

Pol. If at home, Sir,

He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter:
Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy;
My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all :
He makes a July's day as short as December;
And, with his varying childness, cures in me
Thoughts that would thick my blood.
Leon. So stands this squire
Offic'd with me: We two will walk, my lord,
And leave you to your graver steps.--Her-
How thou lov'st us, show in our brother's
Let what is dear in Sicily be cheap:
Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's
Apparent to my heart.

Her. If you would seek us,
We are yours i'the garden: Shall's attend you
Leon. To your own bents dispose you: you'll

be found,

Be you beneath the sky :-I am angling now,
Though you perceive me not how I give line.
Go to, go to!

[Aside. Observing POLIXENES and HERMOINE
How she holds up the neb,† the bill to him!
And arms her with the boldness of a wife
To her allowing husband! Gone already;
Inch-thick, knee-deep; o'er head and ears a
fork'd one.j


Go, play, boy, play ;-thy mother plays, and I
Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue
Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and cla-


Will be my knell.-Go, play, boy, play;-
There have been,

Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now;
And many a man there is, even at this present,
Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the



That little thinks she has been sluc'd in his ab-
And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by
Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay there's comfort


Whiles other men have gates; and those gates
As mine, against their will: Should all despair,
That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind
Physic for't there
Would hang themselves.

is none;

It is a bawdy planet that will strike
Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful
think it,
From east, west, north and south: Be it con
No barricado for a belly; know it;

It will let in and out the enemy,

With bag and baggage: many a thousand of us
Have the disease and feel't not.-How now,

Mam. I am like you they say.
Leon Why that's some comfort.-
What! Camillo there?

Cam. Ay my good lord.

nest man.

Leon. Go play, Mamillius; thou'rt an ho[Exit MAMILLIUS. Camillo, this great Sir will yet stay longer. Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor

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