Just as my master had direction : Gru. Face not me: thou hast braved many men : brave not me; I will neither be faced nor braved I say unto thee,-I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest. Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion to tes tify. So. Pet. Read it. sun. I will not go to-day; And ere I do, Ped. Ay, what else? and, but I be deceived, Tra. Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I said Austerity as 'longeth to a father. Tai. Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown: Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said, a gown. Pet. Proceed. Tai. With a small compassed cape Gru. I confess the cape. Tai. With a trunk sleeve: Gru. I confess two sleeves. Tai. The sleeves curiously cut. Pet. Ay, there's the villainy. Gru. Error i'the bill, sir; error i'the bill. I com Tra. Fear you not him. Sirrah, Biondello, Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista? Bion. I told him, that your father was at Venice; And that you look'd for him this day in Padua. Tra. Thou'rt a tall fellow; hold thee that to drink. manded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed up Here comes Baptista :-set your countenance, sir. again and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble. Tai. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in place where, thou should'st know it. Gru. I am for thee straight take thou the bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me. Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no odds. Pet. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me. Gru. You are i'the right, sir; 'tis for my mis tress. Pet. Go, take it up unto thy master's use. Gru. Villain, not for thy life: Take up my mistress' gown for thy master's use ! Pet. Why, sir, what's your conceit in that? Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use ! Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor paid :[Aside. Go take it hence; begone, and say no more. Hor. Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-morTake no unkindness of his hasty words: [row. Away, I say; commend me to thy master. [Exit Tailor. Kath. I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two; Enter Baptista and Lucentio. Signior Baptista, you are happily met :- This is the gentleman I told you of: Sir, by your leave, having come to Padua Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say ;- [best, Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, sir: Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my heart. Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer; Come, sir; we'll better it in Pisa. Bap. I follow you. [Exeunt Tranio, Pedant, and Baptista. Bion. Cambio.Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello? Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon you? Luc. Biondello, what of that? Bion. 'Faith nothing; but he has left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens. Luc. I pray thee, moralize them. Enter Vincentio, in a travelling dress. Good morrow, gentle mistress: Where away?— [To Vincentio. Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman? Such war of white and red within her cheeks! What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty, As those two eyes become that heavenly face? Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee :-Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake. Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a woman of him. Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and sweet, Whither away or where is thy abode ? Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with Happy the parents of so fair a child; the deceiving father of a deceitful son. Luc. And what of him? Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper. Luc. And then ?- Happier the man, whom favourable stars Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad: This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd; Bion. The old priest at Saint Luke's church is at And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is. your command at all hours. Luc. And what of all this? Bion. I cannot tell; except they are busied about a counterfeit assurance: Take you assurance of her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum : to the church; take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient honest witnesses: If this be not that you look for, I have no more to say, But, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. [Going. Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello ? Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir; and so adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against you come with your appendix. [Exit. Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented: She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt? Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her; It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. [Exit. SCENE V.-A publick Road. Enter Petruchio, Katharina, and Hortensio. Pet. Come on, o'God's name; once more toward our father's. Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon! Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moonlight now. Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright. And be it moon, or sun, or what you please: I know it is. Pet. I say, it is the moon. Kath. Pet. Nay, then you lie; it is the blessed sun. Kath. Then God be blessed, it is the blessed sun: But sun it is not, when you say it is not; And the moon changes, even as your mind. What you will have it nam'd, even that it is; And so it shall be so, for Katharine. Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won. Pet. Well, forward, forward: thus the bowl should run, And not unluckily against the bias. But soft; what company is coming here? Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, Which way thou travellest: if along with us, Vin. Fair sir,-and you my merry mistress,That with your strange encounter much amaz'd me; My name is call'd-Vincentio: my dwelling- Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is. Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. Have to my widow; and if she be forward, Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward. [Exit. ACT V. SCENE I.-Padua. Before Lucentio's House. Enter on one side Biondello, Lucentio, and Bianca ; Gremio walking on the other side. Bion. Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready. Luc. I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need thee at home, therefore leave us. Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o'your back: and then come back to my master as soon as I can. [Exeunt Lucentio, Bianca, and Biondello. Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while. Vin. Thy father? O villain! he is a sail-maker in Bergamo. what do you think is his name? Bap. You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir: Pray, Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name: I old, and his name is-Tranio. have brought him up ever since he was three years Ped. Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio; and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, signior Vincentio. Vin. Lucentio! O, he hath murdered his master!-Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the duke's name:-0, my son, my son!-tell me, thou vil. lain, where is my son, Lucentio ? Tra. Call forth an officer: [Enter one with an Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would beat Officer.] carry this mad knave to the gaol:down the gate? Vin. Is signior Lucentio within, sir? Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal. Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound er two, to make merry withal? Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself; he shall need none, so long as I live. Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was beloved in Padua. Do you hear, sir?-to leave frivolous circumstances,-I pray you, tell signior Lucentio, that his father is come from Pisa, and is here at the door to speak with him. Ped. Thou liest; his father is come from Pisa,. and here looking out at the window. Vin. Art thou his father? Ped. Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her. Pet. Why, how now, gentleman! [To Vincen.] why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name. Ped. Lay hands on the villain; I believe, a' means to cozen somebody in this city under my countenance. Re-enter Biondello. Bion. I have seen them in the church together; God send 'em good shipping!-But who is here? mine old master, Vincentio? now we are undone, and brought to nothing. [Seeing Biondello. Vin. Come hither, crack-hemp. Bion. I hope, I may choose, sir. Vin. Come hither, you rogue; What, have you forgot me? Bion. Forgot you? no, sir: I could not forget you, for I never saw you before in all my life. Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see thy master's father, Vincentio ? Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir; see where he looks out of the window. Vin. Is't so, indeed? [Beats Biondello. Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me. [Exit. Ped. Help, son! help, signior Baptista! [Erit, from the window. Pet. Pr'ythee, Kate, let's stand aside, and see the end of this controversy. [They retire. Re-enter Pedant below; Baptista, Tranio, and Servants. Father Baptista, I charge you see, that he be forthcoming. Vin. Carry me to the gaol! Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison. Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio; I say, he shall go to prison. Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you be coney-catched in this business; I dare swear, this is the right Vincentio. Ped. Swear, if thou darest. Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Lucentio. Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucentio. Bap. Away with the dotard; to the gaol with him. Vin. Thus strangers may be haled and abus'd.O monstrous villain! Re-enter Biondello, with Lucentio and Bianca. deny him, forswear him, or else we are all un. Bion. O, we are spoiled, and-Yonder he is; done. Luc. Pardon, sweet father. [Kneeling. Lives my sweetest son? [Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant run out. Bian. Pardon, dear father. [Kneeling. Bap. How hast thou offended? Where is Lucentio ? Luc. Here's Lucentio, Right son unto the right Vincentio ; That have by marriage made thy daughter mine, While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne. Gre. Here's packing, with a witness, to deceive us all! Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio, That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so ? Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio ? Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio. Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's Made me exchange my state with Tranio, While he did bear my countenance in the town: love And happily I have arriv'd at last Bap. But do you hear, sir? [To Lucentio.] Have you married my daughter without asking my Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my Tra. How now! what's the matter? Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your habit, but your words show you a madman: Why, sir, what concerns it you, if I wear pearl and gold? I thank my good father, I am able to main tain it. But I will in, to be revenged for this villainy! [Exit. Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. [Exit. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not [Exeunt Luc. and Bian. Gre. My cake is dough: But I'll in among the frown. rest; Out of hope of all, but my share of the feast. Petruchio and Katharina advance. Have at you for a bitter jest or two. this ado. Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. Pet. Why, then, let's home again :- Come, sir- Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray Pet. Is not this well?-Come, my sweet Kate; [Exeunt. SCENE II-A Room in Lucentio's House. hound, Which runs himself, and catches for his master. Pet. A good swift simile, but something currish. Tra. 'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself; 'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. Bap. Oho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. Luc. I thank 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, Gremio, the Pedant, Lucentio, Bianca, Petru-Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright. chio, Katharina, Hortensio, and Widow. Tranio, Biondello, Grumio, and others, attending. Luc. At last, though long, our jarring notes agree: A Banquet set out. Enter Baptista, Vincentio, And time it is, when raging war is done, 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 [They sit at table. true. Pet. Twenty crowns! Twenty crowns. I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound, Hor. Pet. Content. A match; 'tis done. Hor. Who shall begin? [Exit. To come to me forthwith. Pet. O, ho Nay, then she must needs come. Hor. I am afraid, sir, Do what you can, yours will not be entreated. Re-enter Biondello. Now where's my wife? Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in She will not come; she bids you come to her. Intolerable, not to be endur'd! What! [Exit Grumio. Pet. Enter Katharina. Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Katharina! Kath. What is your will sir, that you send for me? Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife? Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour fire. Pet. Go, fetch them hither; if they deny to come, Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands: A way, I say, and bring them hither straight. [Exit Katharina. Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a 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. Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass! Bian. Fye! 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 an hundred crowns since suppertime. Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty. Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these head strong women, What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. 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. Kath. Fye, fye! unknit that threat'ning unkind brow; And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, And in no sense is meet or amiable. A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled, Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty; That seeming to be most, which we least are. Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and kiss me, Kate. Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad: for thou shalt hit. 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 you 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 your leave, she will be tam'd so [Exeunt. |