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Please ye we may contrive this afternoon,
Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
Gru. Bion, O excellent motion! Fellows, let's
Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it so;Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto.
THE SAME. A ROOM IN BAPTISTA'S HOUSE.
Enter Katharina and Bianca.
Bian. Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong
To make a bondmaid and a slave of me;
Kath. Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell Whom thou lov'st best: see thou dissemble not.
Bian. Believe me, sister, of all the men alive,
Kath. Minion, thou liest; Is't not Hortensio?
Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so?
Kath. If that be jest, then all the rest was so. [Strikes her.
Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this insolence?
Bianca, stand aside;-poor girl! she weeps:-
Kath. Her silence flouts me, and I'll be reveng'd. [Flies after Bianca. Bap. What, in my sight?-Bianca, get thee in. [Exit Bianca. Kath. Will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see, She is your treasure, she must have a husband; I must dance bare-foot on her wedding-day, And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell. Talk not to me; I will go sit and weep, Till I can find occasion of revenge.
[Exit Katherina. Bap. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I? But who comes here?
Enter Gremio, with Lucentio in the habit of a mean man; Petruchio, with Hortensio as a musician; and Tranio, with Biondello bearing a lute and books. Gre. Good-morrow, neighbour Baptista.
Bap. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio: God save you, gentlemen!
Pet. And you, good sir! Pray, haye you not a
Call'd Katharina, fair, and virtuous?
Bap. I have a daughter, sir, call'd Katharina. Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly.
Pet. You wrong me, signior Gremio; give me leave.
I am a gentleman of Verona, sir,
Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour,—
Bap. You're welcome, sir; and he, for your good
But for my daughter Katharine,—this I know,
Pet. I see, you do not mean to part with her; Or else you like not of my company.
Bap. Mistake me not, I speak but as I find. Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name? Pet. Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son, A man well known throughout all Italy.
Bap. I know him well: you are welcome for his
Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray,
Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too:
Pet. O, pardon me, signior Gremio; I would fain be doing.
Gre. I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your wooing.
Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of it. To express the like kindness myself, that have been more kindly beholden to you than any, I freely give unto you this young scholar, [Presenting Lucentio,] that hath been long studying at Rheims; as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in musick and mathematicks: his name is Cambio; pray, accept his ser
Bap. A thousand thanks, signior Gremio: welcome, good Cambio.-But, gentle sir, [To Tranio.] methinks, you walk like a stranger; May I be so bold to know the cause of your coming?
Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own; That, being a stranger in this city here, Do make myself a suitor to your daughter, Unto Bianca, fair, and virtuous. Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me, In the preferment of the eldest sister: This liberty is all that I request,That, upon knowledge of my parentage,
may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo,
And free access and favour as the rest.
And, toward the education of your daughters,
I here bestow a simple instrument,
And this small packet of Greek and Latin books: