Vin. But is this true, or is it else your pleasure,
Like pleasant travellers, to break a jeft
Upon the company you overtake?

Hor. I do affure thee, father, fo it is.

Pet. Come, go along, and fee the truth hereof: For our firft merriment hath made thee jealous.

[Exeunt Pet. Cath. and Vin. Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. Have to my widow; and if fhe be froward, Then haft thou taught Hortenfio to be untoward.

ACT V. SCENE I.

Before Lucentio's house.

[Exit.

Enier Biondello, Lucentio, and Bianta, Gremio, walking on

Bion.

SOFTLY

one fide.

OFTLY and fwiftly, 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 fee the church o' your back, and then come back to my mafter as foon as I can.

Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.

[Exit.

Enter Petruchio, Catharina, Vincentio, aud Grumio, with attendants.

Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's houfe, My father's bears more towards the market-place; Thither muft I, and here I leave you, Sir.

Vin. You fhall not chufe but drink before you go; I think I fhall command your welcome here; And by all likelihood some cheer is toward.

[Knocks.

Gre. They're bufy within, you were best knock louder. [Pedant looks out of the window. Ped. What's he that knocks as he would beat down the gate? Vin. Is Signior Lucentio within, Sir? G g 2

Ped

Ped. He's within, Sir, but not to be fpoken withal. Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal?

Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourfelf, he fhall need none as long as I live.

Pet. Nay, I told you, your fon was beloved in Padua. Do you hear, Sir? to leave frivolous circumstances, I pray you, tell Signior Lucentio that his father is come from Pifa, and is here at the door to speak with him.

Ped. Thou lieft; his father is come to Padua, and here looking out of the window.

her.

Vin. Art thou his father?

Ped. Ay, Sir; fo his mother fays, if I may believe

Pet. Why, how now, gentleman! why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name.

Ped. Lay hands on the villain. I believe he means to cozen fome body in this city under my countenance.

SCENE II. Enter Biondello.

Bion. I have feen them in the church together. God fend 'em good fhipping! But who is here! mine old mafter Vincentio now we are undone, and brought ta nothing.

Vin. Come hither, crackhemp. Bion. I hope I may chufe, Sir. Vin. Come hither, you rogue. got me?

[Seeing, Biondello.

What! have you for

Bion. Forgot you? no, Sir: I could not forget you, for I never faw you before in all my life.

Vin. What, you notorious villain! didft thou never see thy master's father Vincentio?

Bion. What, my old worshipful old mafter? yes, marry, Sir, fee where he looks out of the window.

me.

Vin. Is't fo indeed?

[He beats Biondello. Bion. Help, help, help, here's a madman will murder

Ped. Help, fon: help, Signior Baptifta.

Pet. Pr'ythee, Kate, let's ftand afide, and fee the end of this controversy.

[They retire.

Enter

Enter Pedant with fervants, Baptifta, and Tranio.

Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my fervant? Vin. What am I, Sir! Nay, what are you, Sir? Oh, immortal gods! oh, fine villain! a filken doublet, a velvet hofe, a scarlet cloak and a copatain hat: oh, I am undone! I am undone! while I play the good husband at home, my fon and my fervants spend all at the univerfity.

Tra. How now, what's the matter?

Bap. What, is this man lunatic?

Tra. Sir, you feem a fober ancient gentleman by your habit, but your words fhew you a madman. Why, Sir, what concerns it you, if I wear pearl and gold? I thank my good father, I am able to maintain it.

Vin. Thy father! oh villain, he is a failmaker in Ber

= gamo.

Bap. You miftake, Sir, you miftake, 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 fince he was three years old, and his name is Tranio.

Ped. Away, away, mad afs! his name is Lucentio : and he is mine only fon, and heir to the lands of me Sig

nior Vincentio.

Vin. Lucentio! oh, he hath murdered his master; lay hold of him, I charge you in the Duke's name; oh, my fon, my fon, tell me, thou villain, where is my fon Lucentio?

Tra. Call forth an officer; carry this mad knave to the jail; Father Baptifta, I charge you, fee that he be forthcoming.

Vin. Carry me to jail!

Gre. Stay, officer, he fhall not go to prifon.

Bap. Talk not, Signior Gremio: I fay, he fhall go to prifon.

Gre. Take heed, Signior Baptifta, left you be coneycatch'd in this bufinefs; I dare fwear this is the right Vincentio.

Ped. Swear, if thou dar'ft.

Gre. Nay, I dare not fwear it.

Tra. Then thou wert belt fay that I am not Lucentio?

Gg 3

Gre.

Gre. Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio.
Bap. Away with the dotard, to the jail with him.
Enter Lucentio and Bianca.

Vin. Thus ftrangers may be hal'd and abus'd; oh, monftrous villain!

Bion. Oh, we are spoil'd, and yonder he is; deny him, forfwear him, or else we are all undone.

[Exeunt Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant.

SCENE III.

Luc. Pardon, fweet father.

[Kneeling.

Vin. Lives my fweet fon?

Bian. Pardon, dear father.

Bap. How haft thou offended? where is Lucentio ?
Luc. Here's Lucentio, right fon to the right Vin-
centio,

That have by marriage made thy daughter mine:
While counterfeit fuppofers bleer'd thine eyne.

Gre. Here's packing with a witnefs to deceive us all.
Vin. Where is that damn❜d villain Tranio,

That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter fo?
Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?
Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio.

Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love
Made me exchange my ftate with Tranio,

While he did bear my countenance in the town:
And happily I have arriv'd at laft

Unto the wifhed haven of blifs:

my

What Tranio did, myself inforc'd him to;
Then pardon him, fweet father, for my fake.

Vin. I'll fit the villain's nose that would have fent me

to the jail.

Bap. But do you hear, Sir, have you married my daughter without afking my good-will.

Vin. Fear not, Baptifta, we will content you, go to:

but I will in, to be reveng'd on this villain.

[Exit

Bap. And I, to found the depth of this knavery.

Exit.

Luc. Look not pale, Bianca, thy father will not

frown.

Gre. My cake is dough; but I'll in among Out of hope of all but my fhare of the feaft.

[Exeunt. the reft,

[Exit. Petruchio.

[Petruchio and Catharina, advancing. Cath. Hufband, let's follow to fee the end of this ado. Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will,

Cath. What, in the midft of the street?.

Pet. What, art thou asham'd of me?

Cath. No, Sir, God forbid! but afham'd to kifs.
Pet. Why, then let's home again: come, firrah, let's

away.

Cath. Nay, I will give thee a kifs; now, pray thee,

love, ftay.

Pet. Is not this well? come, my fweet Kate; Better once than never, for never too late.

SCENE IV. Changes to Lucentio's

[Exeunt.

Enter Baptifta, Petruchio, Hortenfio, Lucentio, and the ref.

Bap. Now, in good sadness, fon Petruchio, I think thou haft the verieft fhrew of all.

-apartments,

Pet

Enter Baptifta, Vincentio, Gremio, Pedant, Lucentio, Bianca, Tranio, Biondello, Petruchio, Catharina, Grumio, Hortenfio, and widow. Tranio's fervants bringing in a banquet.

Luc. At last, tho' long, our jarring notes agree:
And time it is, when raging war is done,
To fmile at 'fcapes and perils overblown.
My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome,
While I with felf-fame kindness welcome thine;
Brother Petruchio, fifter Catharine,

And thou, Hortenfio, with thy loving widow,
Feast with the best, and welcome to my house:
My banquet is to close our stomachs up
After our great good cheer: pray you, fit down;
For now we fit to chat, as well as eat.

Pet. Nothing but fit and fit, and eat and eat!
Bap. Padua affords this kindness, fon Petruchio.
Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind.
Hor. For both our fakes I would that word were true.
Pet. Now, for my life, Hortenfio fears his widow.
Wid. Then never truft me, if I be afeard.

Pet. You are very fenfible, and yet you niifs my fenfe.

I mean, Hortenfio is afeard of you.

Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns round.
Pet. Roundly replied.

Cath.