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If this be not a lawful cause for me to leave his service, Pet. I know her father, though I know not her; - look your sir, -he bid me knock him, and rap him And he knew my deceased father well. soundly, sir: well
, was it fit for a servant to use his I will not sleep, Hortensio, till I see her; master so; being, perhaps, (for aught I see, two and And therefore let me bethus bold with you, thirty, — a pip out?
To give you over at this first encounter, Whom, 'would to God, I had well knock'd at first, Unless you will accompany me thither. Then had not Grumio come by the worst.
Gru.I pray you, sir, let him go, while the humour lasts. Pet. A senseless villain !-Good Hortensio, O’my word, an she knew him as well as I do, she would I bade the rascal knock upon your gate,
think scolding would do little good upon him. She may, And could not get him for my heart to do it.
perhaps,call him halfa score knaves, or so: why, that's Gru. Knock at the gate?-0 heavens !
nothing; an he begin once, he'll railin his rope-tricks. Spake you not these words plain, - Sirrah, knock me I'll tell you what, sir, - au she stand him but a little, here,
he will throw a figure in her face, and so dishgure her Rap me here, knock me well, and knock me soundly? with it, that she shall have no more eyes to see withal And come you now with — knocking at the gate ? than a cat. You know him not, sir.
Pet. Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I advise you. Hor. Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee;
And her withholds from me, and other more
Suitors to her, and rivals in my love: Pet. Such wind as scatters young men through the Supposing it a thing impossible, world,
(For those defects I have before rehears'd,) To seek their fortunes further than at home,
That ever Catharina will be voo’d. Where small experience grows. But, in a few,
Therefore this order hath Baj tista ta’en, Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me:
That none shall have access unto Bianca, Antonio, my father, is deceas’d;
Till Catharine the curst have got a husband. And I have thrust myself into this maze,
Gru. Catharine the curst! Haply to wive, and thrive, as best I may :
A title for a maid, of all titles the worst!
And offer me, disguis'd in sober robes,
Well seen in music, to instruct Bianca:
Have leave and leisure to make love to her, And very rich :- but thou’rt too much my friend, And, unsuspected, court her by herself. And I'll not wish thee to her.
Enter Gremio; with him Lucentio disguised, with Pet. Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as we,
books under his arm. Few words suffice: and, therefore, ifthou know Gru. Here's no knavery ! See, to beguile the old folks, One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife,
how the young folks lay their heads together! Master. (As wealth is burthen of my wooing dance,)
master, look about you! Who goes there? ha! Be she as foul as was Florentius' love,
Hor. Peace, Grumio! 'tis the rival of my love: As old as Sybil, and as curst and shrewd
Petruchio, stand by a while! As Socrates' Xantippe, or a worse,
Gru.A proper stripling,and an amorous! [They retire. She moves me not, or not removes, at least,
Gre. 0, very well ; I have perus’d the note. Affection's edge in me; were she as rough
Hark you, sir; I'll have them very fairly bound : As are the swelling Adriatic seas :
All books of love, see that at any hand; I come to wive it wealthily in Padua;
And see you read no other lectures to her: If wealthily, then happily in Padua.
You understand me. -Over and beside Gru. Nay, look you, sir, he tells you flatly, what his Signior Baptista's liberality, mind is. Why, give him gold enough, and marry him I'll mend it with a largess. – Take your papers too, to a puppet, or an aglet-baby; or an old trot with ne'er And let me have them very well perfum'd; a tooth in her head, though she have as many diseases, For she is sweeter than perfume itself, as two and fifty horses : why, nothing comes amiss, so To whom they go. What will you read to her? money comes withal.
Luc. Whate'er I read to her, I'll plcad for you, Hor. Petruchio, since we have stepp'd thus far in, As for my patron, (stand you so assur’d,) I will continue that I broach'd in jest.
As firmly as yourself were still in place: I can Petruchio, help thee to a wise
Yea, and(perhaps)with more successful words With wealth enough, and young, and beauteous; Than you, unless you were a scholar, sir. Brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman:
Gre. O this learning! what a thing it is! Her only fault (and that is faults enough,)
Gru. O this woodcock! what an ass it is! Is, – that she is intolerably curst,
Pet. Peace, sirrah ! And shrewd, and froward; so beyond all measure, Hor. Grumio, mum!-God save yon, signior Gremio! That, were my state far worser than it is,
Gre. And you're well met, signior Hortensio. Trow I would not wcd her for a mine of gold.
I promis'd to enquire carefully
On this young man, for learning and behaviour,
Fit for her turn, well read in poetry, Her name is Catharina Minola,
And other books,-good ones, I warrant yon. Renown'din Padua for her scolding tongne.
Hor. 'Tis well: and I have met a gentleman,
Hath promis'd me to help me to another,
Do me this right,-hear me with patience ! A fine musician to instruct our mistress;
Baptista is a noble gentleman, So shall I no whit be behind in duty
To whom my father is not all unknown;
And, were his daughter fairer than she is,
And so she shall; Lucentiv shall make one,
Gre. What! this gentleman willout-talk us all. Upon agreement from us to his liking,
Luc. Sir, give him head! I know, he'll prove a jade. Will undertake to woo curst Catharine;
Pet. Hortensio, to what end are all these words? Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please.
Hor. Sir, let me be so bold as to ask you, Gre. So said, so done, is well.
Did you ever yet see Baptista's daughter? Hortensio, have you told him all her faults?
Tra. No, sir: but hear I do, that he hath two; Pet. I know, she is an irksome brawling scold; The one as famous for a scolding tongite, If that be all, masters, I hear no harm,
As is the other for beauteous modesty. Gre. No, say'st me so, friend? What countryman? Per. Sir, sir, the first's for me; let her go by! Pet. Born in Verona, old Antonio's son:
Gre. Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules; My father dead, my fortune lives for me;
And let it be more than Alcides' twelve. And I do hope good days, and long, to see.
Pet. Sir, understand you this of me, in sooth; Gre.0, sir, such a life, with such a wife, were strange: The yomgest daughter, whom you hearken for, But, if you have a stomach, to't, o'God's name; Her father keeps from all access of suitors, You shall have me assisting you in all.
And will not promise her to any man, But will you woo this wild cat?
Untilthe elder sister first bewed: Pet. Will I live?
The younger then is free, and not before. Gru. Will he woo her? ay, or I'll hang her. (Aside. Tra. If it be so, sir, that you are the man Pet. Why came I hither, but to thatintent? Must stead us all, and me among the rest; Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears?
And if you break the ice, and do this feat, Have loot in my time heard lions roar?
Achieve the elder, set the younger free Have I not heard the sea, pufł'd up with winds, For our access :- whose hap shall be to have her, Rage like an angry boar, chafed with sweat?
Will not so graceless be, to beingrate. Have I not heard great ordnance in the field,
Hor. Sir, you say well, and well you do conceive; And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies?
And since you do profess to be a suitor,
You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman,
Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack : in sign whereof,
And quaff carouses to our mistress' health, Tush! tush! fear boys with bugs!
And do as adversaries do in law : Gru. For he fears none.
[-Aside. Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends! Gre. Hortensio, hark !
Gris. Bion.o excellent motion! Fellows,let's begone! This gentleman is happily arriv'd,
Hor. The motion’s good, indeed, and be it so !
Hor. I promis’d, we would be contributors,
Enter CATHARINA and Bianca. Tru. Gentlemen, God save you! If I may be bold, Tell me, I beseech yon, which is the readiest way Bian. Good sister, wrong menot, nor wrong yourself, To the house of signior Baptista Minola?
To make a bondmaid and a slave of me! Gre. He that has the two fair daughters ?- [Aside to That I disdain: but for thes? other gawds, Tranio.) is't he you mean?
Unbind my hands, I'll pull them of myself, Tra. Even he. Biondello!
Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat; Gre. Hark you, sir; you mean not her to
Or, what you will command me, will I do, Tra.Perhaps,him and her, sir? What have you to do? So well know my duty to my elders. Pet. Not her that chides, sir, at any hand, I pray. Cath. Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell Tra. Ilove no chiders, sir: – Biondello, let's away! Whom thou lov'st best: see, thou dissemble not. Luc. Well begun, Tranio!
[Aside. Bian. Believe me, sister, of all the men alive Hor. Sir, a word ere you go;
I never yet beheld that special face
Cath. Minion, thou liest: is't not Hortensio? Gre. No; if, without more words, you will get you Bian. Ifyou affect him, sister, here I swear, hence.
I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him. Tra. Why, sir, I pray, are not the streets as free Cath. O then, belike, you fancy riches more; For me, as for you?
You will have Gremio to keep you fair. Gre. But so is not she.
Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so? Tra. For what reason, I beseech you?
Nay, then you jest; and now I well perceive,
You have but jested with me all this while:
good Cambio !--But, gentle sir, (To Tranio ) méthinks Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this in- you walk like a stranger. May I be so bold to know the solence?
cause of your coming ? Bianca, stand aside! poor girl! she weeps :- Tra. Pardoo me, sir, the boldness is mine own; Go ply thy neddle; meddle not with her!
That, being a stranger in this city here,
Noris your firm resolve unknown to me,
(Flies after Bianca. This liberty is all that I request,
[Exit Bianca. I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo,
I here bestow a simple instrument,
And this small packet of Greek and Latin books : Talk not to me! I will go sit and weep,
If you accept them, then their worth is great. Till I can find occasion of revenge. [Exit Catharina. Bap. Lucentio is your name? of whence, I pray? Bap. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I?
Tra. Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio. But who comes here?
Bap. A mighty man of Pisa, by report ; Enter Gremio, with Lucentio in the habit of a mean I know him well : you are very welcome, sir. man; Petruchio, with Hortensio as a Musician; Take you [To Hor.] the lute, and you [To Luc.] the set and Tranio, with Biondello bearing a lute and of books, books.
You shall go see your pupils presently. Gre. Good-morrow, neighbour Baptista!
Holla, within! Bap. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio! God save
Enter a Servant. you, gentlemen!
Sirrah, lead Pet. And you, good sir! Pray,have you not a daughter These gentlemen to my daughters; and tell them both, Callid Catharina, fair, and virtuous?
These are their tutors; bid them use them well. Bap. I have a daughter, sir, callid Catharina !
[Exit Servant, with Hortensio, Lucentio, and Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly.
And then to dinner. You are passing welcome,
And so I pray you all to think yourselves. Her affability, and bashful modesty,
Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste, Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour, – And every day Icannot come to woo. Am bold to show myself a forward guest
You knew my father well; and in him, me, Within your house, to make mine eye the witness Left solely heir to all his lands and goods, Of that report, which I so oft have heard.
Which I have better'd rather than decreas'd. And, foran entrance to my entertainment,
Then tell me,- iflget your daughter's love, I do present you with a man of mine,
What dowry shall I have with her to wife?
[Presenting Hortensio. Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands, Canning in music, and the mathematics,
And, in possession, twenty thousand crowns. To instruct her fully in those sciences,
Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of Whereof, I know, she is not ignorant. .
Her widowhood, — beit that she survive me, – Accept of him, or else you do me wrong;
In all my lands and leases whatsoever. His name is Licio, born in Mantua.
Let specialties be therefore drawn between us, Bap. You're welcome,sir; and he,for your good sake: That covenants may be kept on either hand! But for my daughter Catharina, — this I know, Bar. Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd, She is not for your turn, the more my grief.
That is, - her love; for that is all in all. Pet. I see, you do not mean to part with her; Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I telly
1 you, father, Or else you like not of my company.
I am'as peremptory, as she proud-minded; Bap. Mistake me not, I speak but as I find.
And where two raging fires meet together, Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name? They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: Pet. Petruchio is my name, Antonio's
Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme glists will blow out fire and all:
For I am rough, and woo not like a babe.
Bap. Well may’st thou woo, and happy be thy speed ! Baccare! you are marvellous forward.
But bethou arm’d for some unhappywords ! Bet. 0, pardon me, signior Gremio; I would fain be Pet. Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds, doing.
That shake not, though they blow perpetually. Gre. I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your Re-enter Hortensio, with his head broken. wooing.
Bap. How now, my friend? why dost thou look so Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure ofit. pale? To express the like kindness myself, that have been Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. more kiodly beholden to you than any, I freely give Bap. What, will my daughter prove a good musician? unto you this young scholar, (Presenting Lucentio.) Hor. I thiuk, she'll sooner prove a soldier ; that hath been long studying at Rheims; as cunning in Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in mu- Bap. Why,then thou canst not break her to the lute? sic and mathematics : his name is Cambio; pray, accept Hor. Why, do; for she hath broke the lute to me. his service!
I did but tell her, she mistook her frets, Bap. A thousand thanks, signior Gremio! welcome, | Aud bow'd her hand to teach her fingering;
When, with a most impatient devilish spirit,
Cath. In his tongue. Frets, call you these? quoth she: I'll fume with them: Pet. Whose tongue? And, with that word, she struck me on the head, Cath. Your's, if you talk of tails; and so farewell! And through the instrument my pate made way; Pet. What, with my tongue in your tail ? nay, como And there I stood amazed for a while,
again, As on a pillory, looking through the lute,
Good Kate; I am a gentleman. While she did call me, rascal fiddler,
Cath. That I'll try.
[Striking him. And twangling Jack; with twenty such vile terms, Pet. I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again. As she had studied to misuse me so.
Cath. So may you
your arms: Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; If you strike me, you are no gentleman; I love her ten times more than e'er I did:
And if no gentleman, why, then no arms. o, how I long to have some chat with her!
Pet. A herald, Kate? 0, put me in thy books! Bap. Well, go with me, and be not so discomfited! Cath. What is your crest? a coxcomb? Proceed in practice with my younger daughter; Pet. A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen. She's apt to learn, and thankful for good turns. Cath. No cock of mine, you crow too like a craven. Signior Petruchio, will you go with us?
Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look so Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you? Pet. I pray you do, I will attend her here,
Cath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab. (Exeunt Baptista, Gremio, Trunio,and Hortensio. Pet.Why here's no crab; and therefore look not sour! And woo her with some spirit, when she comes. Cath. There is, there is. Say, that she rail, why, then I'll tell her plain,
Pet. Then show it me! She sings as sweetly, as a nightingale.
Cath. Had I a glass, I would. Say, that she frown, I'll say, she looks as clear, Pet. What, you mean my face? As morning roses newly wash'd with dew.
Cath. Well aim'd of such a young one. Say, she be mute, and will not speak a word.
Pet. Now, by St George, I am too young for you. Then I'll commend her volubility,
Cath. Yet you are wither’d. And say - she uttereth piercing eloquence.
Pet. 'Tis with cares. If shedo bid me pack, I'll give her thanks,
Cath. I care not. As though she bid me stay by her a week;
Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth, you’scape not so. If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day
Cath. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go ! When I shall ask the banns, and when he married. Pet. No, not a whit; I find you passing gentle. But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak! 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and sullen, Enter CATHARINA.
And now I find report a very liar; Good-morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear. For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous ; Cath. Well have you heard, but something hard of But slow in speech, yet sweet, as spring-time flowers : hearing;
Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance, They call me Catharine, that do talk of me.
Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will ;
With gentle conference, soft and affable.
Why does the world report, that Kate doth limp? For dainties are all cates : and therefore, Kate, O slanderous world! Kate, like the hazle-twig, Take this of me, Kate of my consolation ; —
Is straight and slender; and as brown in hue, Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town,
As hazle nuts, and sweeter, than the kernels. Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, 0, let me see thee walk! thou dost not halt. (Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs,)
Cath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command. Myself am mov'd to woo thee for my wife.
Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove, Cath. Mov'd! in good time: let him, that mov'd you As Kate this chamber with her princely gait? hither,
o, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate; Remove you hence; I knew you at the first,
And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportful! You were a moveable.
Cath. Where did you study all this goodly speech? Pet. Why, what's a moveable?
Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit. Cath. A joint-stool.
Cath. A witty mother! witless else her son. Pet. Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me!
Pet. Am I not wise? Cath. Asses are made to bear, and so are you.
Cath. Yes; keep you warm !
Cath. Toolight for such a swain, as you to catch; And, will you, nill you, I will marry you.
Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn;
For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, Cath. Well ta'en, and like a buzzard.
(Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well,) Pet. O,slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee? Thon must be married to no man but me: Cath. Ay, for a turtle; as he takes a buzzard. For I am he, am born to tame you, Kate; Pet. Come, come, you wasp; i'faith, you are too And bring you from a wild cat to a Kate angry.
Conformable, as other household Katcs. Cath. Ifs be waspish, best beware my sting! Here comes your father; never make denial, Pet. My remedy is then, to pluck it out.
I must and will have Katharine to my wife. Cath. Ay, if the fool could find it, where it lies.
Re-enter Baptista, Gremio, and Tranio. Pet. Who knows not, where a wasp doth wear his Bap. Now, sting?
Signior Petruchio : How speed you with lo his tail.
Pet. How but well, sir ? how but well?
My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry: It were impossible, I should speed amiss.
In ivory coffers I have stufl’d my crowns, Bap. Why, how now, daughter Catharine ? in your In cypress chests my arras, counterpoints, dumps ?
Costly apparel, tents, and canopies,
Valance of Venice gold in needle-work,
Pewter and brass, and all things that belong A mad-cap ruflian, and a swearingJaek,
To house, or house-keeping: then, at my farm,
Pet. Father, 'tis thus, -yourself and all the world, Sixscorefat oxen standing in my stalls,
And all things answerable to this portion.
Myself am struck in years, I must confess;
If, whilst I live, she will be only mine.
Tra. That, only, came well in.-Sir, list to me, And Roman Lucrece for her chastity :
I am my father's heir, and only son: And to conclude,- we have'greed so well together, If I may have your daughter to my wife, That upon Sunday is the wedding day.
I'll leave her houses three or four as good, Cath. I'll see thee hang’d on Sunday first.
Within rich Pisa walls, as an voce Gre. Hark, Petruchio ! she says, she'll see the hang'd Oldsiguior Gremio has in Padua; first.
Besides two thousand ducats by the year,
What, have pinch'd you, signior Gremio ?
My land amounts not to so much in all : 'Tis bargain’d 'twixt us twain, being alone,
That she shall have; besides an argosy, That she shall still be curst in company.
That now is lying in Marseilles 'road :I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe,
What, have i chok'd you with an argosy? How much she loves me. 0, the kindest Kate!
Tra. Gremio, 'tis known, my father hath no less She hung about my neck, and kiss on kiss
Than three great argosies; besides two galliasses, She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath,
And twelve tight gallies: these I will assure her, That in a twink she won me to her love.
And twice as much, whate'er thou oller'st next. 0, you are novices ! 'tis a world to see,
Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more ; How tame, when men and women are alone,
And she can have no more than all I have;A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew.- If you like me, she shall have me and mine. Give me thy hand, Kate! I will unto Venice,
Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the world, To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day. —
By your firm promise; Gremio is out-vied. Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests!
Bap. Imust confess, your offeris the best; I will be sure, my Catharine shall be fine.
And, let your father make her the assurance,
If you should die before him, where's her dower?
Bap. Well, gentlemen,
(E.reunt Petruchio, and Catharina, severally. Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca
And so I take my leave, and thank you both. ' [Exit.
Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide! I am your neighbour, and was suitor first.
Yet I have faced it with a card of ten. Tri. And I am one, that love Bianca more,
'Tis in my head to do my master good. Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess. I see no reason but suppos’d Lucentio
Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love so dear, as I. Must get a father, call'd--suppos'd Vincentio;
And that's a wonder: fathers, commonly,
Do get their children; but, in this case of wooing, Skipper, stand back; 'tis age, that nourisheth. A child shall get a sire,if I fail not of my cunning.[Exit.
Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth.
A C Τ ΙΙΙ 'Tis deeds, must win the prize; and he, of both,
SCENEI.— A room in Baptista's house. That can assure my daughter greatest dower,
Enter Lucertio, Hortensio, and Bianca. Shall have Bianca's love.
Lur. Fiddler, forbear! you grow too forward, sir :
Gre. First, as know, my house within the city Her sister Catharine welcom'd you withal ?
Hor. But, wrangling pedant, this is