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'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. Bap. O ho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. Luc. Ithank thee for that gird, good Tranio. Hor. Confess, Confess, hath he not hit you here?
Pet. 'A has a little gall'd me, I confess; And, as the jest did glance away from me, 'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright.
Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all Pet. Well, I say-no: and therefore, for assurance,
Let's each one send unto his wife;
And he, whose wife is most obedient
Pet. Twenty crowns!
I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound, But twenty times so much upon my wife. Luc. A hundred then.
Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands:
Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. [Exit KATHARINA. Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of wonder.
Hor. and so it is; I wonder what it bodes. Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet life,
An awful rule, and right supremacy; And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy.
Bap. Now fair befall thee, good Petruchio! The wager thou hast won; and I will add Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns; Another dowry to another daughter, For she is chang'd, as she had never been. Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet; And show more sign of her obedience, Her new-built virture and obedience. Re-Enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA, and
See, where she comes; and brings your fro ward wives
As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.—
Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass!
Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this?
Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too: The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, Hath cost me a hundred crowns since suppertime.
Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty.
Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women What duty they do owe their lords and hus
Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have no telling.
Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her.
Wid. She shall not.
Pet. I say, she shall-and first begin with her.
Kath. Fie, fie! unknit that threat'ning un-
And dart not scornful glances from those eyes,
And for thy maintenance: commits his body
And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway,
But that our soft conditions* and our hearts,
That seeming to be most which we least are.
Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't.
Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward.
Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are froward.
Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed:We three are married, but we two are sped. 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white; [To LUCENTIO. And, being a winner, God give you good night! [Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATH. Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tam'd a curst shrew.
Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by you leave, she will be tamed so.
Abate your spirits.
Another Sinician Lord.
ROGERO, a Silician Gentleman.
AUTOLYCUS, a Rogue. TIME, as Chorus.
HERMIONE, Queen to Leontes.
PERDITA, Daughter to Leontes and Hermione. PAULINA, Wife to Antigonus.
EMILIA, a Lady,
Two other Ladies, Attending the Queen.
An Attendant on the young Prince Mamillius. MOPSA, Shepherdesses.
Officers of a Court of Judicature.
POLIXENES, King of Bohemia.
FLORIZEL, his Son.
ARCHIDAMUS, a Bohemian Lord. A Mariner.
Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Satyrs for a dance.
Shepherds, Shepherdesses, Guards, &c.
SCENE, Sometimes in Sicilia; sometimes in Bohemia.
embasssies that they have seemed to be to
SCENE I-Sicilia.-an Antechamber in LEON-gether, though absent; shook hands, as over
Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS.
Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia, and your Sicilia.
Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him."
Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us, we will be justified in our loves: for indeed,
Cam. 'Beseech you,
Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence-in so rare-I know not what to say.
a vast and embraced, as it were, from the. ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves!
Arch. I think, their is not in the world either malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever came into my note.
Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, physics the subject,t makes old hearts fresh; they, that went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their life, to see him a man.
Arch. Would they else be content to die? Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live.
Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one.
We will give you sleepy drinks; that your unintelligent of our insufficience, may, SCENE II.-The same.-A room of state in though they cannot praise us, as little accuse
Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's given freely.
Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utterance.
Cam. Sicilia cannot show herself over-kind to Bohemia. They were trained together in their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then such an affection, which cannot
choose but branch now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal necessities, made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal, have been royally attornied, with interchange of gifts,letters, loving
Nobly supplied by substitution of embassies.
Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, CAMILLO, and attendants.
Pol. Nine changes of the wat❜ry star have been.
* Wide waste of country
I'll no gain-saying.
Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you, so; There is no tongue that moves, none, none i'the world,
[now, So soon as yours. could win me: so it should Were there necessity in yout request, although "Twere needful I denied it. My affairs Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder, Were, in your love, a whip to me; my stay, To you a charge, and trouble: to save both, Farewell, our brother.
Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen? speak you. Her. I had thought, Sir, to have held my peace, until
You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay.
Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure,
Leon. Well said, Hermione.
Her. To tell, he longs to see his son, were
But let him say so then, and let him go;
The borrow of a week When at Bohemia
You take my lord, I'll give him my commission,
To let him there a month, behind the gestt Prefix'd for his parting: yet, good deed,‡ Le
Her. Not your jailer then, But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you You were pretty lordings* then. [were boys; Pol. We were, fair queen,
Two lads, that thought there was no more beBut such a day to-morrow as to-day, [hind, And to be boy eternal.
Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o'the
Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did
And bleat the one at the other: what we
Boldly. Not guilty; the imposition clear'd
Her. By this we gather,
Pol. O my most sacred lady, Temptations have since then been born to us: In those unfledg'd days was my wife a girl; Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes Of my young playfellow.
Her Grace to boot!
Of this make no conclusion; lest you say,
If you first sinn'd with us, and that with us
Leon. Is he won yet?
Leon. At my request, he would not.
Leon. Never, but once.
Her. What? have I twice said well? when
[make us I pr'y thee, tell me : Cram us with praise, and As fast as tame things: One good deed, dying tongueless,
Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that.
Nay, let me have't; I long,
Leon. Why, that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, And clap thyself my love; then didst thou I am yours for ever. Her. It is grace, indeed.→
I have spoke to the purpose
My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread One of them you shall be.
Pol. Your guest then, madam :
To be your prisoner, should import offending;
[giving her hand to POLIXENES. "Leon. Too hot, too hot : [Aside. To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. I have tremor cordist on me :-my heart dances; But not for joy,-not joy.-This entertainment May a free face put on; derive a liberty
* A diminutive of lords. Setting aside original sin. Trembling of the heart.
From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom,
The mort o'the deer ;* O, that is entertainment
Mam. Ay, my good lord.
Why that's my hawcock. What, hast smutch'd
They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come cap-
[Observing POLIXENES and HERMIONE. Upon his palm?-How now, you wanton calf? Art thou my calf?
Mam. Yes, if you will, my lord.
Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the
To be full like me :-yet, they say, we are
Affection! thy intention stabs the centre:
Pol. What means Silicia?
Her. He something seems unsettled.
What cheer? how is't with you, best brother?
As if you held a brow of much distraction:
Leon. No, in good earnest.
How sometimes nature will betray its folly,
In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled,
Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight.
Leon. You will? why, happy man be his
The tune played at the death of the deer,
e. Playing with her fingers as if on a spinnet. Thou wantest a rough head, and the budding horns that I have.
Will you be cajoled.
May his share of life be a happy one.
Are you so fond of your young prince, as we
Pol. If at home, Sir,
He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter:
Her. If you would seek us,
Be you beneath the sky :-I am angling now,
[Aside. Observing POLIXENES and HERMOINE
[Exeunt POLIXENES, HERMOINE, and
Go, play, boy, play ;-thy mother plays, and I
Will be my knell.-Go, play, boy, play;-
Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now;
That little thinks she has been sluc'd in his ab-
Whiles other men have gates; and those gates
It is a bawdy planet that will strike
It will let in and out the enemy,
With bag and baggage: many a thousand of us
Mam. I am like you they say.
Cam. Ay my good lord.
Leon. Go play, Mamillius; thou'rt an ho[Exit MAMILLIUS. Camillo, this great Sir will yet stay longer. Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor