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Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad attire: We will persuade him, be it possible,
To put on better ere he go to church.
Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this. [Exit.
Tra. But, sir, to her love concerneth us to add Her father's liking: Which to bring to pass, As I before imparted to your worship,
I am to get a man,-whate'er he be,
It skills not much; we'll fit him to our turn,—
Luc. Were it not that my fellow schoolmaster Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,
'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage; Which once perform'd, let all the world say-no, I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world.
Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into,
Signior Gremio! came you from the church?
Gre. A bridegroom, say you? 'tis a groom, indeed, A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find. Tra. Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible. Gre. Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend. Tra. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam. Gre. Tut! she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him. I'll tell you, sir Lucentio; When the priest Should ask-if Katharine should be his wife, Ay, by gogs-wouns, quoth he; and swore so loud, That, all amaz'd, the priest let fall the book: And, as he stoop'd again to take it up,
The mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff, That down fell priest and book, and book and priest; Now take them up, quoth he, if any list.
Tra. What said the wench, when he arose again? Gre. Trembled and shook; for why, he stamp'd, and swore,
As if the vicar meant to cozen him.
But after many ceremonies done,
But that his beard grew thin and hungerly,
Such a mad marriage never was before:
Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Bianca, Baptista,
Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains:
I know, you think to dine with me to-day,
Let me entreat you.
To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife:
Pet. It cannot be.
Let me entreat you.
Pet. I am content.
Are you content to stay?
Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay; But yet not stay, entreat me how you can.
Kath. Now, if you love me, stay.
Grumio, my horses.
Gru. Ay, sir, they be ready; the oats have eaten the horses.
Kath. Nay, then,
Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;
Kath. I will be angry; What hast thou to do?Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure.
Gre. Ay, marry, sir: now it begins to work.. Kath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner:I see, a woman may be made a fool,
If she had not a spirit to resist.
Pet. They shall go forward, Kate, at thy com
Obey the bride, you that attend on her:
She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house,
My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;
And here she stands, touch her whoever dare;
I'll bring mine action on the proudest he
I'll buckler thee against a million.
[Exeunt Petruchio, Katharine, and Grumio.. Bap. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones. Gre. Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing.
Tra. Of all mad matches, never was the like! Luc. Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister? Bian. That, being mad herself, she's madly mated. Gre. I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated.
Bap. Neighbours and friends, though bride and bridegroom wants
For to supply the places at the table,
You know, there wants no junkets at the feast;— Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's place; And let Bianca take her sister's room.
Tra. Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it? Bap. She shall, Lucentio.-Come, gentlemen let's [Exeunt.