Curt. I call them forth to credit her. Gru. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them. Nath. Welcome home, Grumio. Nich. Fellow Grumio! Nath. How now, old lad? Gru. Welcome, you ;-how now, you ;—what, you;-fellow, you; -and thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, and all things neat? Nath. All things is ready: How near is our master? Gru. E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore be not, Cock's passion, silence! hear my master. Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA. I Kath. Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault unwilling. Pet. A whoreson, beetleheaded, flap-ear'd knave! Come, Kate, sit down; I know you have a stomach. Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else shall I? What is this? mutton? 1 Serv. Pet. 1 Serv. Pet. 'Tis burnt; and so is all the meat : What dogs are these? Where is the rascal cook? How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser, And serve it thus to me that love it not? There, take it too you, trenchers, cups, and all: [Throws the meat, &c. about the stage. You heedless joltheads, and unmanner'd slaves! What, do you grumble? I'll be with you straight. Kath. I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet; The meat was well, if you were so contented. Pet. I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried away; And I expressly am forbid to touch it, For it engenders choler, planteth anger; And better 'twere that both of us did fast, Since, of ourselves, ourselves are cholerick, Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh. Be patient; to-morrow it shall be mended, And, for this night, we'll fast for company : Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber. [Exeunt PETRUCHIO, Katharina, and CURTIS. Nath. [Advancing.] Peter, didst ever see the like? Peter. He kills her in her own humour. Pet. Thus have I politickly begun my reign, That all is done in reverend care of her; Bian. What, master, read you? first resolve me that. Luc. I read that I profess, the art to love. Bian. And may you prove, sir, master of your art! Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart. [They retire. Hor. Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, I pray, You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca Tra. O despiteful love! unconstant womankind! I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful. Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio, But one that scorn to live in this disguise, Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness, Her. See, how they kiss and court! - Signior Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow- Tra. And here I take the like unfeigned oath, Ne'er to marry with her though she would entreat : Fye on her! see, how beastly she doth court him. Her. 'Would, all the world, but he, had quite forsworn! For me, that I may surely keep mine oath, [Erit HORTENSIO. - LUCENTIO and BIANCA Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace As longeth to a lover's blessed case! Nay, I have ta’en you napping, gentle love; Bian. God give him joy! Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master; Bion. O master, master, I have watch'd so long Tra. Tra. If he be credulous, and trust my tale, Take in your love, and then let me alone. [Exeunt LUCENTIO and BIANCA. Enter a Pedant. Tra. Of Mantua, sir?-marry, God forbid! Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua Tra. Among them, know you one Vincentio? A merchant of incomparable wealth. Tra. He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say, In countenance somewhat doth resemble you. Bion. As much as an apple doth an oyster, and all one. [Aside. Tra. To save your life in this extremity, This favour will I do you for his sake; Bian. Tranio, you jest; But have you both for- And think it not the worst of all your fortunes, That you are like to sir Vincentio. His name and credit shall you undertake, Till you have done your business in the city : Ped. O, sir, I do; and will repute you ever Tra. Then go with me, to make the matter good. This, by the way, I let you understand ; · My father is here look'd for every day, To pass assurance of a dower in marriage 'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here: In all these circumstances I'll instruct you : Go with me, sir, to clothe you as becomes you." [Exeunt. SCENE III. -A Room in Petruchio's House. Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO. Gru. No, no; forsooth, I dare not, for my life. Kath. The more my wrong, the more his spite appears: What, did he marry me to famish me? Beggars, that come unto my father's door, Upon entreaty, have a present alms; -- If not, elsewhere they meet with charity : As who should say,—if I should sleep, or eat, Gru. What say you to a neat's foot? Kath. I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me. Gru. I cannot tell; I fear, 'tis cholerick. What say you to a piece of beef, and mustard? Kath. A dish that I do love to feed upon. Gru. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little. Kath. Why, then the beef, and let the mustard rest. Gru. Nay, then I will not; you shall have the mustard, Or else you get no beef of Grumio. Kath. Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt. That feed'st me with the very name of meat : Enter PETRUCHIO, with a dish of meat; and Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all Kath. 'Pray you, let it stand. Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks; And so shall mine, before you touch the meat. Kath. I thank you, sir. Hor. Signior Petruchio, fye! you are to blame ! Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company. Pet. Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lov'st me.— [Aside. Much good do it unto thy gentle heart! Enter Tailor. Come, tailor, let us see these ornaments; Enter Haberdasher. Lay forth the gown. What news with you, sir? A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap; Kath. I'll have no bigger; this doth fit the time, And gentlewomen wear such caps as these. Pet. When you are gentle, you shall have one too, And not till then. Hor. That will not be in haste. [Aside. Kath. Why, sir, I trust, I may have leave to speak; And speak I will; I am no child, no babe: Pet. Thy gown? why, ay;-Come, tailor, let us see't. O mercy, God! what masking stuff is here? Why, what, o'devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this? Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be remember'd, I did not bid you mar it to the time. Go, hop me over every kennel home, able: Belike, you mean to make a puppet of me. Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet | Take no unkindness of his hasty words: Tei. She says, your worship means to make a puppet of her. Pet. O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread, Thou thimble, Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail, Grumio gave order how it should be done. Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the stuff. Gra. Face not me: thou hast braved many men; brave not me; I will neither be faced nor braved. I say unto thee,-I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest. Tai Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify. Pet. Read it. Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I said so. Tai. Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown: Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said, a gown. Pet. Proceed. Tai. With a small compassed cape; Gru. I confess the cape. Ta. With a trunk sleeve; Gru. I confess two sleeves. Gru. Error i'the bill, sir; error i'the bill. I commanded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed up again: and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble. Tai. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in place where, thou should'st know it. Gr. I am for thee straight: take thou the bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me. Her. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no odds. Pe. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me. [Exit Tailor. Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your •father's, Even in these honest mean habiliments; Kath. I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two; Pet. It shall be seven, ere I go to horse: Hor. Why, so! this gallant will command the [Exeunt. sun. Ped. I warrant you: But, sir, here comes your boy; 'Twere good, he were school'd. Tra. Fear you not him. Sirrah, Biondello, Now do your duty throughly, I advise you ; Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio. Bion. Tut! fear not me. Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista? Bion. I told him, that your father was at Venice; And that you look'd for him this day in Padua. Tra. Thou'rt a tall fellow; hold thee that to drink. Here comes Baptista: -set your countenance, sir. Enter BAPTISta and LucenTIO. This is the gentleman I told you of: Ped. Soft, son! Sir, by your leave, having come to Padua To have him match'd ; and, — if you pleas'd to like Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say; Tra. I thank you, sir. Where then do you know best, We be affied; and such assurance ta'en, Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio; for, you know, Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, sir: There doth my father lie; and there, this night, We'll pass the business privately and well: Send for your daughter by your servant here, My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently. The worst is this, that, at so slender warning, You're like to have a thin and slender pittance. Bap. It likes me well:- Cambio, hie you home, And bid Bianca make her ready straight; And, if you will, tell what hath happened: Lucentio's father is arriv'd in Padua, And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife. Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my heart! Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer; Come, sir; we'll better it in Pisa. Bap. I follow you. [Exeunt TRANIO, Pedant, and BAPTISTA. Bion. Cambio. Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello? Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon you? Luc. Biondello, what of that? Bion. 'Faith nothing; but he has left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens. Luc. I pray thee, moralize them. Baptista is safe, talking with the deceiving father of a deceitful son. Luc. And what of him? Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper. Luc. And then? Bion. The old priest at Saint Luke's church is at your command at all hours. Luc. And what of all this? Rim. I cannot tell; except they are busied Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married i an afternoon as she went to the garden for parsle to 'stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir; and s adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go Saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to com against you come with your appendix. [Eri Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented: She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her; It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. [Eri SCENE V. A publick Road. Enter PETRUCHIio, Katharina, and HORTENSIO. Pet. Come on, o'God's name; once more to ward our father's. Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines th moon ! Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moonligh now. Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright. It shall be moon, or star, or what I list, And be it moon, or sun, or what you please: sun: But sun it is not, when you say it is not; Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won Pet. Well, forward, forward: thus the bei should run, And not unluckily against the bias. — Enter VINCENTIo, in a travelling dress, |