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Luc. Tell me thine first.

You will be schoolmaster, And undertake the teaching of the maid.

device. Luc.

It is. May it be done?
Tra. Not possible. For who shall bear your part,
And be in Padua here Vincentio's son ?
Keep house, and ply his book; welcome his friends;
Visit his countrymen, and banquet them?

Luc. Basta ; ' content thee, for I have it full.
We have not yet been seen in any house;
Nor can we be distinguished by our faces,
For man, or master: then it follows thus :-
Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead,
Keep house, and port," and servants, as I should.
I will some other be; some Florentine,
Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of Pisa.
'Tis hatched, and shall be so. Tranio, at once
Uncase thee; take my colored hat and cloak :
When Biondello comes, he waits on thee:
But I will charm him first to keep his tongue.

Tra. So had you need. [They exchange habits.
In brief then, sir, sith' it your pleasure is,
And I am tied to be obedient,
(For so your father charged me at our parting;
Be serviceable to my son, quoth he;
Although, I think, 'twas in another sense ;)
I am content to be Lucentio,
Because so well I love Lucentio.

Luc. Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves; And let me be a slave, to achieve that maid, Whose sudden sight hath thralled

eye. Enter BIONDELLO. Here comes the rogue.-Sirrah, where have you been ? Bion. Where have I been? Nay, how now? where

are you?

my wounded

1 It is enough (Ital.).
2 Port is figure, show, appearance.

3 Since.

Master, has my fellow Tranio stolen your clotnes?
Or you stolen his? or both? Pray what's the news?

Luc. Sirrah, come hither; 'tis no time to jest,
And therefore frame your manners to the time.
Your fellow Tranio here, to save my life,
Puts my apparel and my countenance on,
And I for my escape have put on bis ;
For in a quarrel, since I came ashore,
I killed a man, and fear I was descried:
Wait you on him, I charge you, as becomes,
While I make way from hence to save my life.
You understand me?

I, sir, ne'er a whit.
Luc. And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth;
Tranio is changed into Lucentio.

Bion. The better for him. 'Would I were so too!
Tra. So would I, faith, boy, to have the next wish

after, That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest daughter. But, sirrah,—not for my sake, but your master's—I

advise You use your manners discreetly in all kind of com

When I am alone, why then I am Tranio;
But in all places else, your master Lucentio.

Luc. Tranio, let's go.-
One thing more rests, that thyself execute ;-
To make one among these wooers.

If thou ask me why, Sufficeth, my reasons are both good and weighty.

[Exeunt.' 1 Serv. My lord, you nod; you do not mind the play.

Sly. Yes, by Saint Anne, do I. A good matter, surely. Comes there any more of it?

1 Here, in the old copy, we have, “ The presenters above speak;" meaning Sly, &c., who were placed in a balcony raised at the back of the stage. After the words “Would it were done,” the marginal direction is, They sit and mark.

Page. My lord, 'tis but begun.

Sly. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam lady. Would 'twere done !


The same. Before Hortensio's House.

Pet. Verona, for a while I take my leave,
To see my friends in Padua; but, of all,
My best beloved and approved friend,
Hortensio; and, I trow, this is his house.-
Here, sirrah Grumio; knock, I say.

Gru. Knock, sir ! Whom should I knock ? Is there any man has rebused your worship?

Pet. Villain, I say, knock me here soundly.

Gru. Knock you here, sir ? Why, sir, what am I, sir, that I should knock you here, sir ?

Pet. Villain, I say, knock me at this gate, And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate. Gru. My master is grown quarrelsome. "I should

knock you first, And then I know after who comes by the worst.

Pet. Will it not be ? ?Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock, I'll wring it; I'll try how you can sol, fa, and sing it.

[He wrings Grumio by the ears. Gru. Help, masters, help! My master is mad. Pet. Now, knock when I bid you ; sirrah! villain !


Hor. How now? what's the matter?-My old friend Grumio, and my good friend Petruchio!-How do you

all at Verona!

1 Malone remarks that Grumio's pretensions to wit have a strong resemblance to Dromio's, in The Comedy of Errors; and the two plays were probably written at no great distance of time from each other.

Pet. Seignior Hortensio, come you to part the fray ? Con tutto il core bene trovato, may I say.

Hor. Alla nostra casa bene venuto,
Molto honorato, signor mio Petruchio.
Rise, Grumio, rise; we will compound this quarrel.

Gru. Nay, 'tis no matter what he leges in Latin. -If this be not a lawful cause for me to leave his service-Look you, sir, he bid me knock him, and rap him soundly, sir. Well, was it fit for a servant to use his master so; being, perhaps, (for aught I see,) two and thirty,--a pip out? 3 Whom, 'would to God, I had well knocked at first; Then had not Grumio come by the worst.

Pet. A senseless villain !-Good Hortensio,
I bade the rascal knock upon your gate,
And could not get him for my heart to do it.

Gru. Knock at the gate ?-0 Heavens !
Spake you not these words plain,-Sirrah, knock me

here, Rap me here, knock me well, and knock me soundly? And come you now with—knocking at the gate ?

Pet. Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I advise you.

Hor. Petruchio, patience ; I am Grumio's pledge.
Why, this a heavy chance 'twixt him and you;
Your ancient, trusty, pleasant servant, Grumio.
And tell me now, sweet friend,—what happy gale
Blows you to Padua here, from old Verona ?
Pet. Such wind as scatters young men through the

To seek their fortunes farther than at home,
Where small experience grows. But, in a few, *
Seignior Hortensio, thus it stands with me.-
Antonio, my father, is deceased;

1 Gascoigne, in his Supposes, has spelled this name correctly Petrucio ; but Shakspeare wrote it as it appears in the text, in order to teach the actors how to pronounce it.

2 i. e. what he alleges in Latin. Grumio mistakes the Italian spoken for Latin.

3 The allusion is to the old game of Bone-ace, or one-and-thirty. A pip is a spot upon a card. The old copy has it peepe.

4 In short, in a few words.

And I have thrust myself into this maze,
Haply to wive, and thrive, as best I may.
Crowns in my purse I have, and goods at home,
And so am come abroad to see the world.

Hor. Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to thee,
And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favored wife?
Thou'dst thank me but a little for my counsel ;
And yet I'll promise thee she shall be rich,

rich.—But thou’rt too much my friend, And I'll not wish thee to her.

Pet. Seignior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as we, Few words suffice; and, therefore, if thou know One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife, (As wealth is burden of my wooing dance,) Be she as foul as was Florentius' love, As old as Sibyl, and as curst and shrewd As Socrates' Xantippe, or a worse, She moves me not, or not removes, at least, Affection's edge in me; were she as rough As are the swelling Adriatic seas. I come to wive it wealthily in Padua ; If wealthily, then happily in Padua.

Gru. Nay, look you, sir, he tells you flatly what his mind is. Why, give him gold enough, and marry him to a puppet, or an aglet-baby ;? or an old trot with ne'er a tooth in her head, though she have as many diseases as two-and-fifty horses :: why, nothing comes amiss, so money comes withal.

Hor. Petruchio, since we have stepped thus far in, I will continue that I broached in jest. I can, Petruchio, help thee to a wife With wealth enough, and young, and beauteous ; Brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman ; Her only fault (and that is faults enough)

1 This allusion is to a story told by Gower in the first book of his Confessio Amantis. Florent is the name of a knight who bound himself to marry a deformed hag provided she taught him the solution of a riddle on which his life depended.

2 An aglet-baby was a diminutive figure carved on an aglet or jewel.

3 The fifty diseases of a horse seems to be proverbial; of which, probably, the text is only an exaggeration.

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