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to keep him from stumbling, hath been often burf, and now repair'd with knots; one girt fix times piec'd, and a woman's crupper of velure, which hath two letters for her name, fairly set down in studs, and here and there piec'd with packthread.
Bap. Who comes with him?
Bion. Oh, Sir, his lackey, for all the world caparifon'd like the horse, with a linnen stock on one leg, and a kersey boot-hose, on the other, garter'd with a red and blue litt, an old hat, and the humour of forty fancies prickt up in't for a feather: a monster, a very monster in apparel, and not like a christian footboy, or a gentleman's lackey,
Tra. 'Tis fome odd humour pricks him to this fashion ; Yet oftentimes he goes but mean apparell’d.
Lap. I am glad he is come, howsoever he comes.
Bion. No, Sir; I say, his horfe comes with him or his back.
Bap. Why, that's all one.
Bion. Nay, by St. Jamy, I hold you a penny, A horfe and a man is more than one, and yet not many.
Pet Come, where be these gallants? who is at home?
I come not well. Bop. And yet you
halt not. Tra. Not so well’parell’d, as I wish you were.
Pet. Were it still better, I should rusk in thus,
Bap. Why, Sir, you know, this is your wedding-day : First, were we sad, fearing you would not come; Now, fadder, that you come so unprovided. Fy, doff this habit, shame to your estate, An eye-fore to our solemn festival.
Tra. And tell us what occasion of import Hath all so long detain'd you
from your wife, And sent you hither fo unlike yourself
Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear :
shall well be satisfied withal.
Tra. See not your Bride in these unreverent robes ; Go to my chamber, put on cloaths of mine.
Pet. Not I; believe me, thus I'll visit her.
Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this. (Exit.
Tra. But, Sir, our love concerneth us to add
So Thall you quietly enjoy your hope,
Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into,
The quaint musician amorous Licio;
Now, Signior Gremio, came you from the church !
Gre. As willingly as e'er I came from school.
Gre. A Bridegroom, say you ? 'tis a groom, indeed,
Tra Curlier than she? why, 'tis impossible.
Gre. Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him:
Tra. What faid the wench, when he rose up again?
Gre. Trembled and shook; for why, he itamp'd and swore, As if the Vicar meant to cozen him. But after many ceremonies done, He calls for wine : a health, quoth he; as if H’ad been aboard carowsing to his Mates After a form; quafft off the muscadel,
And threw the fops all in the sexton's face;
Enter Petruchio, Catharina, Bianca, Hortenfio,
Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains ; I know, you think to dine with me to-day, And have prepar'd great store of wedding cheer; But so it is, my haite doth call me hence; And therefore here I mean to take
leave. Bap. Is't possible, you will away to-night? Pet. I must away to-day, before night come. Make it no wonder; if you
Tra. Let us intreat you stay 'till after dinner.
Per. I am content you shall intreat me, itay;
Cath. Now, if you love me, stay.
Pet. Grumio, my horses.
Gru. Ay, Sir, they be ready: the oats have eaten the horses,
Catb. Nay, then,
Pet. O, Kate, content thee, pr’ychee, be not angry.
Catb. I will be angry; what halt thou to do? Father, be quiet ; he shall stay my leisure.
Gre. Ay, marry, Sir; now it begins to work.'
Cath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner.
Pet. They shall go forward, Kate, at thy command.
[Exeunt Pet. and Cath. Bap. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones. Gre. Went they not quickly, I hould die with laughing.