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And, if you will, tell what hath happened:
Kath. Then, God be blessed, it is the blessed Lucentio's father is arrived in Padua,
But sun it is not, when you say it is not; And how she's like to be Lucentio 's wife.
And the moon changes, even as your mind Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my heart! What you will have it named, even that it is Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. And so it shall be so, for Katharne. Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way ?
Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the feid Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer :
Pet. Well, forward, forward : thus the Come, sir; we'll better it in Pisa.
should run, Вар.
I follow you.
And not unluckily against the bias[Exeunt Tranio, Pedant, and Baptista. But soft; what company is coming here! Bion. Cambio, c. What say'st thou, Biondello?
Enter VINCENTIO, in a travelling to Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon Good morrow, gentle mistress: Where away! you ?
ITO VINO L'c. Biondello, what of that?
Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Bion. 'Faith nothing ; but he has left me here Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman? behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his such war of white and red within her cheekst signs and tokens.
What stars do spangle heaven with sueb in Luc. I pray thee, moralize them.
As those two eyes become that heavenly 6*** Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee. the deceiving father of a deceitful son.
Sweet Kaie, embrace her for her beauty's siin L'ic. And what of him ?
Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to su Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to woman of him. the supper.
Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and frest Luc. And then ?
sweet, Bion. The old priest at Saint Luke's church is at Whither away; or where is thy abode ? your command ai all hours.
Happy the parents of so fair a child ; Luc. And what of all this?
Happier the man, whom favorable stars Bion. I cannot tell; except they are busied about Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow ! a counterfeit assurance: Take you assurance of her, Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou at cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum : to the
mad: church ;-take the priest, clerk, and some sutficient This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, witherd; honest witnesses :
And not a inaiden, as thou say'st he is. If this be not what you look for, I have no more to Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking even say,
That have been so bedazzled with the sun, But, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day: That every thing I look on seemeth green:
Going. Now I perceive, thou art a reverend father: Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello?
Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistakin. Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and, witha. in an afternoon as she went to the garden for pars
known ley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir; and so Which way thou travellest : if along with us adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to We shall be joyful of thy company. Saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come Vin. Fair sir,--and you, my merry mistressagainst you come with your appendix. (Exit. That with your strange encounter much amai ir
L'ic. I may, and will, if she be so contented : My name is callid-Vincentio; my dweiling-
Pet. What is his naine?
Pet. Happily met ; the happier for thy soni
And now by law, as well as reverend age,
Thy son by this hath married : Wonder not, Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon! Nor be not griev'd; she is of good esteem, Kath. The moon! the sun ; it is not moonlight Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth; now.
Besides, so qualitied as may be seein Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright. The spouse of any noble gentleman. kath. I know, it is the sun that shines so bright. Let me embrace wit old Vincentio :
Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself, And wander we to see thy honest son, It shall be moon, or star, or what I list,
Who will of thy arrival be full joyous. Or ere I journey to your father's house:
Vin. But is this true ? or is it else your please Go on, and fetch our horses back again,
Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest
Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is. kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come so Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth brreal, far,
For our first merriment hath made me jealous And be it moon, or sun, or what you please:
(Exeunt PETROCHIO, KATHARINA. And if you please to call it a rush candle,
VINCENTIO. Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.
Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in beat Pet. I say, it is the moon.
Have to my widow; and if she be froward, Kath.
I know it is.
Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untowari Pet. Nay, then you lie ; it is the blessed sun.
SCENE 1.–Padua. Before Lucentio's Housc. Enter PETRUCU, KATHARINA, VINCENTIO, 1**
Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house
My father's bears more toward the market pied'; Bion. Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready. Thither must 1, and here I leave you, sir.
Luc. I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to Vin. You shall not choose but drink before you all need thee at home, therefore leave us.
I think, I shall command your welcome here, Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o'your back; And by all likelihood, some cheer is toward. and then come back to my master as soon as I can.
(Ereunt LUCENTIO, BIANCA, and BIONDELLO, Gre. They're busy within, you wers best knock Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while. louder.
it is the blee
ay it is not; as your even that
: the fe ard: thus
Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself; he Dming here all need none, so long as I live.
Pel. Nay, I told you, your son was beloved in travelling adua.-Do you hear, sir?-to leave frivolous cirWhere omstances,-I pray you, tell signior Lucentio, that To vis father is come from Pisa, and is here at the door me truly to speak with him.
tlewoman! Ped. Thou liest; his father is come from Pisa,
heavenly Ped. Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may bed day to lieve her."
r beauty Pel. Why, how now, gentleman! [To VINCEN.] mad, why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another
fair, and Ped. Lay hands on the villain; I believe a means
ed, wither the is mistaking n the forgot me?
TAMING OF THE SHREW.
Enter Pedant above, at a window.
red. What's he, that knocks as he would beat
Vin. Is signior Lucentio within, sir?
Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal.
Ped. Swear, if thou darest
Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it.
Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am nol
Bion. I have seen them in the church together:
Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucentio
Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO and BIANCA,
Where's Lucentio ?
Bion. Forgot you? no, sir: I could not forget
Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master? yes,
Ped. Help, son! help, signior Baptista!
Vin. Where is that damned villain Tranio,
Bap. But do you hear, sir? [TO LUCENTIO.l Have you married my daughter without asking my good-will?
Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: But I will in, to be revenged for this villany.
Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my
Vin. What am I, sir? nay what are you, sir?-
Tra. How now! what's the matter?
Bap. What, is the man lunatic?
Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your habit, but your words show you a madman : Why, sir, what concerns it to you, if I wear pearl and gold! I thank my good father, I am able to maintain it.
Vin. Thy father? O, villain! he is a sail-maker in Bergamo.
Bap. You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir: Pray, what do you think is his name?
Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name: I have brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is-Tranio.
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!
Tra. Call forth an officer:-[Enter one with an
Gre. Stay, officer: he shall not go to prison.
Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you be
A hat with a conical crown.
SCENE II-A Room in Lucentio's House.
A Banquet set out. Enter BAPTISTA, VINCENTIO,
Luc. At last, though long, our jarring notes agree,
Pet. How! she is busy, and she cannot come1 Is that an answer?
Ay, and a kind one too : Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse. Pet. I hope, better.
Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my wif To come to me forthwith. Exit BIONDELLO. Pet. O ho! entreat her! 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 hand;
She will not come; she bids you come to her.
She will not come.
Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end.
Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Kath arina!
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 parlor fire. Pet. Go fetch them hither; if they deny to come, 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 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.
Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet;
Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA and Widow. See, where she comes; and brings your froward wives
As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.—
[KATHARINA pulls off her cap, and throws
Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass!
Biun. 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 supper-time. Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty. Pet. Katharine, 1 charge thee, tell these headstrong 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,
Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind.
Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow.
Pet. Roundly replied.
Kath. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns
I pray you, tell me what you meant by that.
Kath. A very mean meaning.
Right, I mean you. Kath. And I am mean, indeed, respecting you. Pet. To her, Kate!
Hor. To her, widow!
Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her down.
Hor. That's my office.
Pet. Spoke like an officer:-Ha, to thee, lad.
P. t. Nay, that you shall not; since you have
Have at you for a bitter jest or two.
[Exeunt BIANCA, KATHARINA, and Widow.
This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not;
Tra. O sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his grey-
Which runs himself, and catches for his master.
Bap. O ho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now.
Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio,
Pet. Well, I say-no: and therefore, for assu
Let's each one send unto his wife;
Pet. Twenty crowns!
I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound,
A match; 'tis done.
Hor. Who shall begin?
Bion. I go.
A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled,
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
TAMING OF THE SHREW.
And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
What is she, but a foul contending rebel,
That seeming to be most, which we least are.
Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and kira me, Kate.
Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't.
Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward.
Lac. But a harsh hearing, when women are fro ward.
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 tamed a curst shrew.
Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tamed so. [Exeunt
Abate your spirits.
Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS.
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 whic. 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 magnificencein so rare-I know not what to say.-We will give you sleepy drinks: that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse us.
Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's given freely.
SCENE, sometimes in Sicilia, sometimes in Bohemia.
Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself 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 embassies; that they have seemed to be together, though absent; shook hands, as over a vast; and embraced as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves!
An old Shepherd, reputed Father of Perdita.
Servant to the old Shepherd.
: Supplied by substitution of embassies.
Wide waste of country.
Affords a cordial to the state.
HERMIONE, Queen to Leontes.
PERDITA, Daughter to Leontes and Hermione.
EMILIA, a Lady,
Two other Ladies, attending the Queen.
Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Saturs for a
Arch. I think, there 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, 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.
[Exeunt. SCENE II-A Room of State in the Palace. Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, HERMIONE, MAMIL LIUS, CAMILLO, and Attendants.
Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have been
Go hence in debt: And therefore, like a cipher,
Stay your thanks awhile; And pay them when you part. Pol. Sir, that's to-morrow. I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance, Or breed upon our absence: That may blow No sneaping winds at home, to make us say, This is put forth too truly! Besides, I have stay'd To tire your royalty.
We are tougher, brother,
Than you can put us to't.
Very sooth, to-morr. w. Leon. We'll part the time between's then and in that
I'll no gain-saying.
No longer stay.
Press me not, 'beseech you so: There is no tongue that moves, none, none i'the world,
So soon as yours, could win me: so it should now,
Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder,
Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen? speak you. Her. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace.
You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. You, sir,
Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure,