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When i am alone, why, then I am Tranio; Why, this a heavy chance 'twixt bim and you But in all places else, your naster Lucentio. Your ancient, trusty, pleasant servant Grumio. Luc. Tranio, let's go :
And tell me now, sweet friend, -what happy gale One thing more rests, that thyself execute; Blows you to Padua here, from old Verona? To make one among these wooers : If thou ask me Pet. Such wird as scatters young men through why,
the world, Sufficeth, my reasons are both good and weighty. To seek their fortunes further than at home,
[Ereunt. Where small experience grows. But, in a few, 1 Sery. My lord, you nod; you do not mind the Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me :play.
Antonio, my father, is deceas'd ; Sly. Yes, by Saint Anne, do 1. A good matter, And I have thrust myself into this maze, surely ; Comes there any more of it ?
Haply to wive, and thrive, as best I may : Page. My lord, 'tis but begun.
Crowns in my purse I have, and goods at home, Sly. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam And so am come abroad to see the world. lady; 'Would 'e were done!
Hor. Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to
Tboud'st thank me but little for my counsel :
And yet I'll promise thee she shall be rich,
And I'll not wish thee to her. My best beloved and approved friend,
Pet. Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as Hortensio; and, I trow, this is bis house :
we, Here, sirrah Grumio; knock. I say.
Few words suffice : and, therefore, if thou know Gru. Knock, sir! whom should I knock ? is One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife there any man has rebused your worship? (As wealth is burden of my wooing dance),
Pet. Villain, I say, knock me here soundly. Be she as foul as was Florentius' love,
Gru. Knock you here, sir ? why, sir, whai am 1, As old as Sybil, and as curst and shrewd sir, that I should knock you here, sir ?
As Socrates' Xantippe, or a worse,
I come to wive it wealthily in Padua ;
Gru. Nay, look you, sir, be tells you flatly what 'Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock, I'll wring it; his mind is: Why, give him gold enough and marry I'll try how you can sol, fa, and sing it.
him to a puppet, or an aglet-baby; or an old trot [He wrings Grumio by the ears. with ne'er a tooth in her head, though she have as Gru. Help, masters, help! my master is mad. many diseases as two and fifty borses: why, nothing Pet. Now, knock when I 'bid you : sirrah! comes amiss, so money comes withal. villain !
Hor. Petruchio, since we have stepped thus far
in, Enter HORTENSIO.
I will continue that I broachi'd in jest. Hor. How now? what's the matter?-My old I can, Petruchio, belp thee to a wife friend Grumio! and my good friend Petrucbio — With wealth enough, and young, and beauteous ; H w do you all at Verona ?
Brought up, as best becomes a gentlewoman: Pet. Signior Hortensio, come you to part the Her only fault (and that is fuults enough) fray?
Is,-that she is intolerably curst, Con tutto il core bene trovato, may I say.
And shrewd, and froward: so beyond all measure, Hor. Alla nostra casa bene venuto,
That, were my state far worser than it is, Mollo honorato signor mio Petruchio.
I would not wed ber for a mine of gold. Rise, Grumio, rise; we will compound this quarrel. Pet. Hortensio, peace; thou know'st not gold's Gru. Nay, 'tis no matter, wbat be 'leges in
effect :-Latin. If this be not a lawful cause for me to Tell me her father's name, and 'tis enough ; leave his service. — Look you, sir, — he bid me For I will board hier, though she chide as loud knork him, and rap him soundly, sir : Well, was As thunder, when the clouds in autumn crack. it fit for a servant to use his master so; being, Hor. Her father is Baptista Minola, perhaps (for aught I see), two and thirty,--a pip | An affable and courteous gentleman : out?
Her name is Katharina Minola,
Pet. I know her father, though I know not ber;
I will not sleep, Hortensio, till I see her; And could not get him for my heart to do it. And therefore let me be tbus bold with you, Gru. Knock at the gate!- 0 Heavens !
To give you over at this first encounter, Spake you not these words plain, -Sirra!, knock Unless you will accompany me thither, me here,
Gru. I pray you, sir, let him go while the buPap me here, knock me well, and knock me soun:lly? mour lasts. O’ my word, an she knew him as And come you now with-knocking at the gate ? well as I do, she would think scolding would do · Pet. Sirrab, be gone, or talk not, I advise you. little good upon bim : She may, perhaps, call him Hor. Petruchio, patience ; I am Grumio's half a score knaves or so: why, that's nothing; pledge :
an be begin once, he'll rail in bis rope-tricks,
I'll tell you what, sir,--an she stand him but a Gre. B. lov'd of me,- and that my deeds shal! little, he will throw a figure in her face, and so
prove; disfigure her with it, that sbe shall bave no mo.e Gru. And that his bags shall prove. [ Aside. eyes to see withal than a cat : You know him not, Hor. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our
love; Hor. Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee, Listen to me, and if you speak me fair, For in Baptista's keep my treasure is :
I'll tell you news indifferent good for either. He bath the jewel, of my life in bold,
Here is a gentleman, whom by chance I met, His youngest daughter, beautiful Bianca ;
Upon agreement from us to lis liking, And her withholds from me, and other more Will undertake to woo curst Katharine; Suitors to ber, and rivals in my love :
Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. Supposing it a thing impossible
Gre. So said, so done, is well :(For those defects I have before rebears'd), Hortensio, have you told bim all her faults? That ever Katharina will be woo'd,
Pet. I know she is an irksome brawling scold ; Therefore this order hath Baptista ta'en ;
If that te all, masters, I hear no harm. That none sliall have access unto Bianca,
Gre. No, say'st me so, friend? Wbat country. l'ill Katharine the curst have got a husband.
man? Gru. Katharine the curst !
Pet. Born in Verona, old Antonio's son : A title for a maid, of all titles the worst.
My father dead, my fortune lives for me; Hor. Now shall my friend Petruchio do me And I do hope good days, and long, to see. grace;
Gre. 0, sir, such a life with such a wife, wern And offer me, disguis'd in sober robes,
strange : To old Baptista as a schoolmaster
But if you have a stomach, to't o'God's name : Well seen in music, to instruct Bianca :
You shall have me assisting you in all. That so I may by this device, at least,
But, will you woo this wild cat ? Have leave and leisure to make love to her,
Will I live! And, unsuspected, court her by herself.
Gru. Will he woo her? ay, or I'll bang her.
[.4side Enter Grem10 ; with him LUCENTIO aisguised, with
Pet. Why came I bither, but to that intent? books under his arm.
Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears ; Gru. H. re's no knavery! See; to beguile the Have I not in my time heard lions roar ? old folks, how the young folks lay their heads to Have I not heard the sea, puff d up with winds, gether! Master, master, look about you : Who goes Rage like an angry boar, chafed with sweat? there? ha!
Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, Hor. Peace, Grumio ; 'tis the rival of my love: And Heaven's artillery thunder in the skies? -Pr truchio, stand by a while.
Have I not in a pitched battle heard Gru. A proper stripling, and av amorous ! Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets'.
clang? Gre, 0, very well: I bave perus’d the note. And do you tell me of a woman's tongue ; Hark you, sir; I'll have ibem very fairly bound : That gives not balf so great a blow to the ear, All books of love, spe that at any hand;
As will a chesnut in a farmer's fire? And see you read no otber lectures to ber : Tush! tush! fear boys with bugs. You understand me :-Over and beside
For he fears none. Signior Baptista's liberality,
[ Aside. l'li mend it with a largess :—Take your papers too, Gre. Hortensio, bark ! And let me have them very well perfum'd; This gentleman is happily arriv'd, For she is sweeter than perfume itself,
My mind presumes, for his own good, and yours. To whom they go. What will you read to ber? Hor. I promis'd, we would be contributors,
Luc. Whate'er I read to her, i'll plead ior you, And bear his charge of wooing, whatsoe'er. As for my patron (stand you so assur'd).
Gre. And so we will; provided, that he win her. As firmly as yourself were still in place :
Gru. I would, I were as sure of a good dinner. Yea, and (perhaps) with more successful words
[ Aside. Than you, unless you were a scholar, sir. Gre. O this learning! what a thing it is!
Enter Tranjo, bravely apparelled ; and BIONDELLO. Gru. O this woodcock! what an ass it is!
Tra. Gentlemen, God save you! If I may be Pet. Peace, sirrah.
bold, Hor. Grumio, mum !- God save you, Siynior Tell me, I beseech you, which is the readiest way Gremio !
To the house of Signior Baptista Minola ! Gre. And you're well met, Signior Hortensio. Gre. He that has the two fair daughters :--is't Trow you,
[aside to TRANIO) be you mean? Wbither I am going ?- To Baptista Minola.
Tra. Even he. Biondello. I promis'd to inquire carefully
Gre. Hark you, sir ; You mean not her to--About a schoolmaster for fair Bianca :
Tra. Perhaps, bim and her, sir ; What hava yoa And, by good fortune, I have lighted well
to do? On this young man ; for learning, and behaviour,
Pet. Not her that chides, sir, at any hand, ! Fit for her turn; well read in poetry
pray. And other books,---good ones, I warrant you.
Tra. I love no chiders, sir ;--Biondello, 16t's Hor. 'Tis well: and I have met a genileman,
away. Hath promis'd me to help me to another,
Luc. Well begun, T'ranio.
[ Asils. A tine musician to instruct ou“ mistress;
Hor. Sir, a word ere you go.;So shall I wo wbit be behind in duty
Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea, of To fair Bianca, so belov'd of me.
Tra. An if I be, sir, is it any offence!
To mako a bondmaid and a slave of me:
Unbind my hands. I'll pull them off myself,
Or, what you will command me, will I do,
So well I know my duty to my elders. l'ra. For what reason, I beseeclı you ?
Kath. Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tall Gre. For this reason, if you'll know,
Whom thou lov'st best: see thou dissemble pot. I 1. it she's the choice love of Signior Gremio. Bian. Believe me, sister, of all the men alive,
Hor. That she's the chosen of Signior Hortensio. I never yet bebeld that special face
Tra. Softly, my masters ! if you be gentlemen, Which I could funcy more than any other. Do me this right,-hear me with patience.
Kath. Minion, thou liest ; Is't not Hortensio! Baptista is a noble gentleman,
Bian. If you affect him, sister, here I swear, To whom my father is not all unknown;
I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him. And, were his daughter fairer than she is,
Kath. O then, belike, you fancy riches more ; She may more suitors have, and me for one. You will bave Gremio to keep you fair. Fair Leda's daughter bad a thousand wooers ; Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so ? Then well one more may fair Bianca have : Nay, then you jest; and n«w I well perceive, And so she shall; Lucentio shall make one, You bave but jested with me all this while: Though Paris came, in hope to speed alone. I pr'ythee, sister Kate, untie my hands.
Gre. What! this gentleman will out-talk us all. Kath. If that be jest, then all the rest was so. Luc. Sir, give bim head; I know, be'll prove a
[Strikes her jade. Pet. Hortensio, to what end are all these words?
Enter BAPTISTA. Hor. Sir, let me be so bold as to ask you,
Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this Did you yet ever see Baptista's daugbter ?
insolence?Trú. No, sir ; but bear I do, that he bath two; Bianca stand aside ;-poor girl ! she weeps :The one as famous for a scolding tongue,
Go ply thy need!e ; meddle not wi'h her. As is the other for beauteous modesty.
For shame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit, Pet Sir, sir, the first's for me ; let her go by. Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong Gre. Yra, leave that labour to great Hercules ;
thee? And let it be more than Alcides' twelve.
When did she cross thee with a bitter word ? Pet. Sir, understand you this of me, in sooth ;- Kath. Her silence flouts me, and I'll be reveng'd. The youngest daughter, whom you hearken for,
[Flies after Bianca. Her father keeps from all access of suitors ;
Bap. Wbat, in my sight?— Bianca, yet thee in. And will not promise her to any man,
[Exit Bianca. Until the elder sister first be wed :
Kath. Will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see, The younger then is free, and not before.
She is your treasure, she must have a husband; Tra. If it be so, sir, that you are the man I must dance bare-foot on her welding-day, Must stead us all, and me among the rest ; And, for your love to her, lead apes in bell. An if you break the ice, and do this feat,
Talk not to me; I will go sit and weep, Achieve the elder, set the younger freo
Till I can find occasion of revenge. For our access,whose hap shall be to have her,
(Eait KATHARINA. Will not so graceless be, to be ingrate.
Bap. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I ? Hor. Sir, you say well, and well you do con. But who comes here?
ceive; And since you do profess to be a suitor,
Enter GREM10, with Lucentio in the habit of a You must, as we do, gratify this geotleman,
mean man ; PETRUCH10, with HORTENSIO, as a To whom we all rest generally bebolden.
musician ; and Tranio, with BIONDELLO bearing Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack : in sign whereof, a lute und books. Please ye we may contrive this afternoon,
Gre. Good-morrow, neighbour Baptista. And quaff carouses to our mistress' health;
Bap. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio: God And do as adversaries do in law,
save you, gentlemen! Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
Pei. And you, good sir! Pray, have you not a Gru. Bion. O excellent motion! Fellows, let's
Call's Katharina, fair, and virtuous ? Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it so;
Bap. I have a daughter, sir, cali'd Katharina. Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto. (Ereunt.
Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly.
Her atfability, and bashful modesty,
Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour,
Am bold to show myself a forward guest SCENE 1 – The same. A Room in Baptista's
Within your house to make mine eye the witness House.
Of that report wbich I so oft have beard.
And, for an entrance to my entertainment,
I do present you with a man of mine,
[Presenting HORTENS10. Bian. Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong Cunning in music and the mathematics, yourself,
To instruct her fully in those sciences,
Whereof, I know, she is not ignorant :
Then tell me, If I get your daughter's love, Accept of him, or else you do me wrong ;
What dowry shall I have with ber to wife? His name is Licio, born in Mantua.
Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands : Bap. You're welcome, sir; and be for your good and, in possession, twenty thousand crowns. sake :
Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of But for my daughter Katharine,—this I know, Her widowhood,- be it tbat she survive me,Sbe is not for your turn, the more my grief. In all my lands and leases whatsoever:
Pet. I see you do not mean to part with her; Let specialties be therefore drawn between us,
That covenants may be kept on either hand.
Pet. Petruchio is my name ; Antonio's son, Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you,
And where two raging fires meet together,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all :
For I am rough, and woo not like a babe. Gre. I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your Bap. Well may'st thou woo, and happy be thy wooing.
speed ! Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure But be thou arm'd for some unliappy words. of it. To express the like kindness myself, that Pet. Ay, 10 the proof; as mountains are for have been more kindly beholden to you than any,
winds, I freely give unto you this young scholar, (pre- That shake not, though they blow perpetually. senting LUCENTIO] that hath been long studying at Rheims; as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other
Re-enter HortenSIO, with his head broken. languages, as the other in music and matbematics :
Bap. How now, my friend? why dost thou look his name is Cambio; pray, accept bis service.
so pale ? Bap. A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio: wel- Hər. For fear, I promise you, If I look pale. come, good Cambio.- But, gentle sir, [to Tra- Bup. What, will my daughter prove a good muNIO] metbinks, you walk like a stranger ; May I
sician? be so bold to know the cause of your coming ? Hor. I think, she'll sooner prove a soldier;
Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own; Iron mas hold with her but never lutes. That being a stranger in this city here,
Bap. Wby, then thou canst not break her to ine Do make myself a suitor to your daughter,
lute ? Unto Bianca, fair, and virtuous.
Hor. Why, no; for sbe bath broke the lute to
! Jid but tell her, she mistook her fiets, This liberty is all that I request,
And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering ;
When, with a most impatient devilish spirit,
And through the instrument my pate made way;
Bap. Lucentio is your name? of whence, I pray? While she did call me, -rascal fiddler,
And – twangliny Jack; with twenty such vil
terms, I know him well: you are very welcome, sir.- As she bal studied to misuse me so. Take yon [to Hor.) the lute, and you [to Luc.] the Pet. Now, br the world, it is a lusty set of books,
I love her ten times more than e're I You shall go see your pupils presently.
o, how I long to have some chat wit Holla, within !
Bap. Well, go with me, and be
fitted : Enter a Servant.
Proceed in practice with my Sirrah, lead
She's apt to learn, and the
Or shall I send my da
And woo her And then to dirner: You are passing welcome,
comes And so I pray you all to think yourselves. Say, that she ra
Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste, She sings ass
Say, that she
And say-sbe uttereth piercing eloquence :
Pet. Why, bere's no crab; and therefore look If she do bid me pack, i'll give her thanks, As though she bid me stay by her a week ;
Kath. There is, there is. If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day
Pet. Then show it me. When I shall ask the bunns, and when be mar- Kath.
Had I a glass, I would. ried :
Pet. What, you mean my face? But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak. Kath.
Well aim'd of such a young one.
Pet. Now, by Saint George, I am too young Enter KATHARINA. Good-morrow, Kate ; for that's your name, I bear. Kath. Yet you are withered. Kath. Well have you heard, but sometbing hard Pet.
'Tis with carez. of bearing;
I care not. Tiey call me-Katharine, that do talk of me. Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate : in sooth, you 'scape Pet. You lie, in faith; for you are call’d plain Kate,
Kath. I chafe you, if I tarry ; let me go. And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst; Pet. No, not a wbit; I find you passing gentle. But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and Kate of Kate-Hall, my super dainty Kate,
sullen, For dainiies are all cates; and therefore, Kate, And now I find report a very liar; Take this of me, Kate of my consolation ;- For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing coure Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town,
teous; Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time (Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs),
flowers : Nyself am mor'd to woo thre for my wife. Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance, Kath. Mov'd! in good time: let him that mov'd Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will;
Nor bast thou pleasure to be cross in talk ; Remove you hence : I knew you at first,
But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers, You were a moveable.
With gentle conference, soft and affable. Pet.
Why, what's a moveable? Why does the world report, tbat Kate, doth limp? Kath. A joint-strol.
O slanderous world! Kate, like the hazel-twig, Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me. Is straight, and slender ; and as brown in hue, Kath. Asses are made to bear, and so are you. As bazel-nuts, and sweeter than the kernels Pet. Women are made to bear, and so are you. 0, let me see thee walk: thou dost not balt. Kath. No such jade, sir, as you, if me you mean. Kath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command.
Pet. Alas, good Kate! I will not burden thee : Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove, For, knowing thee to be but young and I ght,- As Kate this chamber with her princely gait?
Kath. Too light for such a swain as you to catch ; 0, be thou Dian, and let ber be Kale; And yet as beavy as my weight should be. And then let Kate be chast, and Dian sportful. Pet. Should be ? should buz.
Kath. Where did you study all this goudly Kath. Well ta'en, and like a buzzard.
speech? Pet. 0, slow-wing'd turtle ! sball a buzzard take Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit. tbee?
kath. A witty mother! witless else her son. Kath. Ay, for a turtle; as be takes a buzzard. Pet. Am I not wise? Pet. Come, come, you wasp; i'faith, you are Kath.
Yes; keep you warm. too angry.
Pet. Marry, so i mean, sweet Katharine, in thy Kath. If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
bed : Pet. My remedy is then, to pluck it out. And therefore, setting all this cnat aside, Kath. Ay, if the fool could find it where it lirs. Thus in plain terms ;-Your father hath consented Pet. Who knows not where a wasp doth wear his That you shall be my wife ; your dowry 'greed on ; sting?
And, will you, nill you, I will marry you. In his tail.
Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn; Kath. In bis tongue.
For, by this light, whereby I se thy beauty, Pet.
Whose tongue? (Thy beauty that doth make me like thee well), Kath. Yours, if you talk of tails; and so fare- Thou must be married to no man but me; well.
For I am he, am born to tame you Kate; Pet. What, with my tongue in your tail ? nay, And bring you from a wild cat to a Kate come again,
Comformable, as other household Kates. Good Kate ; I am a gentleman.
Here comes your father; never make denial, kath.
That I'll try.
I must and will have Katharine to my wife.
[Striking him. Pet. I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again,
Re-enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and Tranio. Kath. So may you lose your arms :
Bap. Now, If you strike me, you are no gentleman ;
Signior Petruchio: How speed you with And if no gentleman, why, then no arms.
My daughter ? Pet. A herald, Kate? 'o, put me in thy books. Pet.
How, but well, sir ? how but well? Kath. What is your crest? a coxcomb? It were impossible, I should speed amiss. Pet. A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen. Bap. Wby, how now, daughter Katharine! in Kuth. No cock of mine, you crow too like a
your dumps ?
Kath. Call you me, daughter? now I promise l'et. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look
You have show'd a tender fatherly regard, Kath. It is my fasbion, when I see a crab. To wish me wed to one balf lunatic;