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Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's command.
Par. Yes, so please your majesty; I did go between them, as I said: but more than that, h mad for her, and talked of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, and I know not what: yet I was in that credit with them at that time, that I knew of their going to bed, and of other motions, as promising her marriage, and things that would derive me ill will to speak of, therefore I will not speak what I know.
King. Thou hast spoken all already, unless thou canst say they are married : But thou art too fine* in thy evidence: therefore stand aside.This ring, you say, was yours?
Dia. Ay, my good lord.
King. If it were yours by none of all these ways,
Dia. I never gave it him.
Laf. This woman 's an easy glove, my lord; she goes off and on at pleasure.
King. This ring was mine, I gave it his first wife.
Dia. I'll never tell you.
Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty:
King. She does abuse our ears; to prison with her.
+ Common woman.
Though yet he never harm’d me, here I quit him:
Re-enter WIDOW, with HELENA.
Hel. No, my good lord ;,,
Ber. Both, both, O pardon !
Hel. O, my good lord, when I was like this maid,
Ber. If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly,
Hel. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue,
Laf. Mine eyes smell onions, I shall weep anon :Good Tom Drum [To PAROLLES], lend me a handkerchief: So, I thank thee; wait on me home, I'll make sport with thee: Let thy courtesies alone, they are scurvy ones.
King. Let us from point to point this story know,
TAMING OF THE SHREW.
TRANIO, Servants to LucenCHRISTOPHER SLY,
BIONDELLO, } tio. a drunken Tinker, Persons in GRUMIO, Servants to Petru. HOSTESS, PAGE, PLAY. (the Induc CURTIS, Š chio.
ERS, HUNTSMEN, and tion. PEDANT, an old Fellow set up to other SERVANTS at
personate Vincentio. tending on the LORD, BAPTISTA, a rich Gentleman
Padua. VINCENTIO, an old Gentleman of | KATHARINA, the Shrew, 1 DaughPisa.
BIANCA, her Sister, 3 ters to LUCENTIO, Son to Vincentio, in love Baptista. with Bianca.
WIDOW. PETRUCHIO, a Gentleman of Ve.
rona, a Suitor to Katharina. | TAILOR, HABERDASHER, and SERGREMIO, GREMIO, Taitot Pic Suitors to Bianca.1
V ANTS attending on BAPTISTA HORTENSI
and PETRUCH10. SCENE.-Sometimes in PADUA; and sometimes in Petruchio's
House in the Country.
CHARACTERS IN THE INDUCTION To the original Play of The Taming of a Shrew, entered on the
Stationers' books in 1594, and printed in quarto, in 1607. A LORD, &c.
VALERIA, Servant to Aurelius. SLY.
SANDER, Servant to Ferando. A TAPSTER.
PHYLOTUS, a Merchant who perPAGE, PLAYERS, HUNTSMEN, &c. sonates the Duke.
KATE, Doubters to Alphon. PERSONS REPRESENTED.
sus. ALPHONSUS, a Merchant of Athens. PHYLEMA, JEROBEL, Duke of Cestus. AURELIUS, his Son, Suitors to the TAILOR, HABERDASHER, and SERFERANDO,
Daughters of VANTS to FERANDO and ALPHONPOLIDOR,
Alphonsus. l su3. SCENE.-Athens; and sometimes Ferando's Country House.
Enter HOSTESS and SLY.
Sly. Y'are a baggage; the Slies are no rogues: Look in the chronicles, we came in with Richard Conqueror. Therefore, paucas pallabris ; t let the world slide: Sessa!
Host. You will not pay for the glasses you have burst ?
Sly. No, not a denier: Go by, Jeronimy ;-Go to thy cold bed, and warm thee. Kost. I know my remedy, I must go fetch the thirdborough.||
[Exit. Sly. Third, or fourth, or fifthborough, I'll answer him by law: I'll not budge an inch, boy; let him come, and kindly.
[Lies down on the ground, and falls asleep. Wind horns. Enter a LORD from hunting, with Huntsmen and
Lord. Thou art a fool; if Echo were as fleet,
1 Hun. I will, my lord.
Lord. What's here ? one dead or drunk? See, doth he breathe? _ 2 Hun. He breathes, my lord: Were he not warm'd with ale, This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly.
Lord. O monstrous beast! how like a swine he lies !
* Beat; pay you off.
Be quiet. A line introduced, in ridicule, from Kyd's play of the Spanish Tragedy, the hero of which, Jeronimo, Sly confounds with Saint Jerome (Lyce).
An officer whose authority equals a constable.
***A small scenting-hound.
A most delicious banquet by his bed,
1 Hun. Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose.
Lord. Even as a flattering dream, or worthless fancy.
1 Hun. My lord, I warrant you we'll play our part,
Lord. Take him up gently, and to bed with him; And each one to his office, when he wakes.
[Some bear out SLY. 4 trumpct sounds Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds : [Exit SERVANT. Belike, some noble gentleman, that means, Travelling some journey, to repose him here.
Re-enter a SERVANT.
Serv. An it please your honour,
1 Play. We thank your honour.