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-
-Provost:
-But what likelihood is in that?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Not a resemblance, but a certainty. Yet since I see
-you fearful, that neither my coat, integrity, nor
-persuasion can with ease attempt you, I will go
-further than I meant, to pluck all fears out of you.
-Look you, sir, here is the hand and seal of the
-duke: you know the character, I doubt not; and the
-signet is not strange to you.
-
-Provost:
-I know them both.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-The contents of this is the return of the duke: you
-shall anon over-read it at your pleasure; where you
-shall find, within these two days he will be here.
-This is a thing that Angelo knows not; for he this
-very day receives letters of strange tenor;
-perchance of the duke's death; perchance entering
-into some monastery; but, by chance, nothing of what
-is writ. Look, the unfolding star calls up the
-shepherd. Put not yourself into amazement how these
-things should be: all difficulties are but easy
-when they are known. Call your executioner, and off
-with Barnardine's head: I will give him a present
-shrift and advise him for a better place. Yet you
-are amazed; but this shall absolutely resolve you.
-Come away; it is almost clear dawn.
-
-POMPEY:
-I am as well acquainted here as I was in our house
-of profession: one would think it were Mistress
-Overdone's own house, for here be many of her old
-customers. First, here's young Master Rash; he's in
-for a commodity of brown paper and old ginger,
-ninescore and seventeen pounds; of which he made
-five marks, ready money: marry, then ginger was not
-much in request, for the old women were all dead.
-Then is there here one Master Caper, at the suit of
-Master Three-pile the mercer, for some four suits of
-peach-coloured satin, which now peaches him a
-beggar. Then have we here young Dizy, and young
-Master Deep-vow, and Master Copperspur, and Master
-Starve-lackey the rapier and dagger man, and young
-Drop-heir that killed lusty Pudding, and Master
-Forthlight the tilter, and brave Master Shooty the
-great traveller, and wild Half-can that stabbed
-Pots, and, I think, forty more; all great doers in
-our trade, and are now 'for the Lord's sake.'
-
-ABHORSON:
-Sirrah, bring Barnardine hither.
-
-POMPEY:
-Master Barnardine! you must rise and be hanged.
-Master Barnardine!
-
-ABHORSON:
-What, ho, Barnardine!
-
-BARNARDINE:
-
-POMPEY:
-Your friends, sir; the hangman. You must be so
-good, sir, to rise and be put to death.
-
-BARNARDINE:
-
-ABHORSON:
-Tell him he must awake, and that quickly too.
-
-POMPEY:
-Pray, Master Barnardine, awake till you are
-executed, and sleep afterwards.
-
-ABHORSON:
-Go in to him, and fetch him out.
-
-POMPEY:
-He is coming, sir, he is coming; I hear his straw rustle.
-
-ABHORSON:
-Is the axe upon the block, sirrah?
-
-POMPEY:
-Very ready, sir.
-
-BARNARDINE:
-How now, Abhorson? what's the news with you?
-
-ABHORSON:
-Truly, sir, I would desire you to clap into your
-prayers; for, look you, the warrant's come.
-
-BARNARDINE:
-You rogue, I have been drinking all night; I am not
-fitted for 't.
-
-POMPEY:
-O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all night,
-and is hanged betimes in the morning, may sleep the
-sounder all the next day.
-
-ABHORSON:
-Look you, sir; here comes your ghostly father: do
-we jest now, think you?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Sir, induced by my charity, and hearing how hastily
-you are to depart, I am come to advise you, comfort
-you and pray with you.
-
-BARNARDINE:
-Friar, not I I have been drinking hard all night,
-and I will have more time to prepare me, or they
-shall beat out my brains with billets: I will not
-consent to die this day, that's certain.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-O, sir, you must: and therefore I beseech you
-Look forward on the journey you shall go.
-
-BARNARDINE:
-I swear I will not die to-day for any man's
-persuasion.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-But hear you.
-
-BARNARDINE:
-Not a word: if you have any thing to say to me,
-come to my ward; for thence will not I to-day.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Unfit to live or die: O gravel heart!
-After him, fellows; bring him to the block.
-
-Provost:
-Now, sir, how do you find the prisoner?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-A creature unprepared, unmeet for death;
-And to transport him in the mind he is
-Were damnable.
-
-Provost:
-Here in the prison, father,
-There died this morning of a cruel fever
-One Ragozine, a most notorious pirate,
-A man of Claudio's years; his beard and head
-Just of his colour. What if we do omit
-This reprobate till he were well inclined;
-And satisfy the deputy with the visage
-Of Ragozine, more like to Claudio?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-O, 'tis an accident that heaven provides!
-Dispatch it presently; the hour draws on
-Prefix'd by Angelo: see this be done,
-And sent according to command; whiles I
-Persuade this rude wretch willingly to die.
-
-Provost:
-This shall be done, good father, presently.
-But Barnardine must die this afternoon:
-And how shall we continue Claudio,
-To save me from the danger that might come
-If he were known alive?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Let this be done.
-Put them in secret holds, both Barnardine and Claudio:
-Ere twice the sun hath made his journal greeting
-To the under generation, you shall find
-Your safety manifested.
-
-Provost:
-I am your free dependant.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Quick, dispatch, and send the head to Angelo.
-Now will I write letters to Angelo,--
-The provost, he shall bear them, whose contents
-Shall witness to him I am near at home,
-And that, by great injunctions, I am bound
-To enter publicly: him I'll desire
-To meet me at the consecrated fount
-A league below the city; and from thence,
-By cold gradation and well-balanced form,
-We shall proceed with Angelo.
-
-Provost:
-Here is the head; I'll carry it myself.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Convenient is it. Make a swift return;
-For I would commune with you of such things
-That want no ear but yours.
-
-Provost:
-I'll make all speed.
-
-ISABELLA:
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-The tongue of Isabel. She's come to know
-If yet her brother's pardon be come hither:
-But I will keep her ignorant of her good,
-To make her heavenly comforts of despair,
-When it is least expected.
-
-ISABELLA:
-Ho, by your leave!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Good morning to you, fair and gracious daughter.
-
-ISABELLA:
-The better, given me by so holy a man.
-Hath yet the deputy sent my brother's pardon?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-He hath released him, Isabel, from the world:
-His head is off and sent to Angelo.
-
-ISABELLA:
-Nay, but it is not so.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-It is no other: show your wisdom, daughter,
-In your close patience.
-
-ISABELLA:
-O, I will to him and pluck out his eyes!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-You shall not be admitted to his sight.
-
-ISABELLA:
-Unhappy Claudio! wretched Isabel!
-Injurious world! most damned Angelo!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-This nor hurts him nor profits you a jot;
-Forbear it therefore; give your cause to heaven.
-Mark what I say, which you shall find
-By every syllable a faithful verity:
-The duke comes home to-morrow; nay, dry your eyes;
-One of our convent, and his confessor,
-Gives me this instance: already he hath carried
-Notice to Escalus and Angelo,
-Who do prepare to meet him at the gates,
-There to give up their power. If you can, pace your wisdom
-In that good path that I would wish it go,
-And you shall have your bosom on this wretch,
-Grace of the duke, revenges to your heart,
-And general honour.
-
-ISABELLA:
-I am directed by you.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-This letter, then, to Friar Peter give;
-'Tis that he sent me of the duke's return:
-Say, by this token, I desire his company
-At Mariana's house to-night. Her cause and yours
-I'll perfect him withal, and he shall bring you
-Before the duke, and to the head of Angelo
-Accuse him home and home. For my poor self,
-I am combined by a sacred vow
-And shall be absent. Wend you with this letter:
-Command these fretting waters from your eyes
-With a light heart; trust not my holy order,
-If I pervert your course. Who's here?
-
-LUCIO:
-Good even. Friar, where's the provost?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Not within, sir.
-
-LUCIO:
-O pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine heart to see
-thine eyes so red: thou must be patient. I am fain
-to dine and sup with water and bran; I dare not for
-my head fill my belly; one fruitful meal would set
-me to 't. But they say the duke will be here
-to-morrow. By my troth, Isabel, I loved thy brother:
-if the old fantastical duke of dark corners had been
-at home, he had lived.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Sir, the duke is marvellous little beholding to your
-reports; but the best is, he lives not in them.
-
-LUCIO:
-Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well as I do:
-he's a better woodman than thou takest him for.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare ye well.
-
-LUCIO:
-Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee
-I can tell thee pretty tales of the duke.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-You have told me too many of him already, sir, if
-they be true; if not true, none were enough.
-
-LUCIO:
-I was once before him for getting a wench with child.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Did you such a thing?
-
-LUCIO:
-Yes, marry, did I but I was fain to forswear it;
-they would else have married me to the rotten medlar.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Sir, your company is fairer than honest. Rest you well.
-
-LUCIO:
-By my troth, I'll go with thee to the lane's end:
-if bawdy talk offend you, we'll have very little of
-it. Nay, friar, I am a kind of burr; I shall stick.
-
-ESCALUS:
-Every letter he hath writ hath disvouched other.
-
-ANGELO:
-In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions
-show much like to madness: pray heaven his wisdom be
-not tainted! And why meet him at the gates, and
-redeliver our authorities there
-
-ESCALUS:
-I guess not.
-
-ANGELO:
-And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his
-entering, that if any crave redress of injustice,
-they should exhibit their petitions in the street?
-
-ESCALUS:
-He shows his reason for that: to have a dispatch of
-complaints, and to deliver us from devices
-hereafter, which shall then have no power to stand
-against us.
-
-ANGELO:
-Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaimed betimes
-i' the morn; I'll call you at your house: give
-notice to such men of sort and suit as are to meet
-him.
-
-ESCALUS:
-I shall, sir. Fare you well.
-
-ANGELO:
-Good night.
-This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpregnant
-And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid!
-And by an eminent body that enforced
-The law against it! But that her tender shame
-Will not proclaim against her maiden loss,
-How might she tongue me! Yet reason dares her no;
-For my authority bears of a credent bulk,
-That no particular scandal once can touch
-But it confounds the breather. He should have lived,
-Save that riotous youth, with dangerous sense,
-Might in the times to come have ta'en revenge,
-By so receiving a dishonour'd life
-With ransom of such shame. Would yet he had lived!
-A lack, when once our grace we have forgot,
-Nothing goes right: we would, and we would not.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-These letters at fit time deliver me
-The provost knows our purpose and our plot.
-The matter being afoot, keep your instruction,
-And hold you ever to our special drift;
-Though sometimes you do blench from this to that,
-As cause doth minister. Go call at Flavius' house,
-And tell him where I stay: give the like notice
-To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus,
-And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate;
-But send me Flavius first.
-
-FRIAR PETER:
-It shall be speeded well.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made good haste:
-Come, we will walk. There's other of our friends
-Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius.
-
-ISABELLA:
-To speak so indirectly I am loath:
-I would say the truth; but to accuse him so,
-That is your part: yet I am advised to do it;
-He says, to veil full purpose.
-
-MARIANA:
-Be ruled by him.
-
-ISABELLA:
-Besides, he tells me that, if peradventure
-He speak against me on the adverse side,
-I should not think it strange; for 'tis a physic
-That's bitter to sweet end.
-
-MARIANA:
-I would Friar Peter--
-
-ISABELLA:
-O, peace! the friar is come.
-
-FRIAR PETER:
-Come, I have found you out a stand most fit,
-Where you may have such vantage on the duke,
-He shall not pass you. Twice have the trumpets sounded;
-The generous and gravest citizens
-Have hent the gates, and very near upon
-The duke is entering: therefore, hence, away!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-My very worthy cousin, fairly met!
-Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you.
-
-ANGELO:
-Happy return be to your royal grace!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Many and hearty thankings to you both.
-We have made inquiry of you; and we hear
-Such goodness of your justice, that our soul
-Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks,
-Forerunning more requital.
-
-ANGELO:
-You make my bonds still greater.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it,
-To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,
-When it deserves, with characters of brass,
-A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time
-And razure of oblivion. Give me your hand,
-And let the subject see, to make them know
-That outward courtesies would fain proclaim
-Favours that keep within. Come, Escalus,
-You must walk by us on our other hand;
-And good supporters are you.
-
-FRIAR PETER:
-Now is your time: speak loud and kneel before him.
-
-ISABELLA:
-Justice, O royal duke! Vail your regard
-Upon a wrong'd, I would fain have said, a maid!
-O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye
-By throwing it on any other object
-Till you have heard me in my true complaint
-And given me justice, justice, justice, justice!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Relate your wrongs; in what? by whom? be brief.
-Here is Lord Angelo shall give you justice:
-Reveal yourself to him.
-
-ISABELLA:
-O worthy duke,
-You bid me seek redemption of the devil:
-Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak
-Must either punish me, not being believed,
-Or wring redress from you. Hear me, O hear me, here!
-
-ANGELO:
-My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm:
-She hath been a suitor to me for her brother
-Cut off by course of justice,--
-
-ISABELLA:
-By course of justice!
-
-ANGELO:
-And she will speak most bitterly and strange.
-
-ISABELLA:
-Most strange, but yet most truly, will I speak:
-That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange?
-That Angelo's a murderer; is 't not strange?
-That Angelo is an adulterous thief,
-An hypocrite, a virgin-violator;
-Is it not strange and strange?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Nay, it is ten times strange.
-
-ISABELLA:
-It is not truer he is Angelo
-Than this is all as true as it is strange:
-Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth
-To the end of reckoning.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Away with her! Poor soul,
-She speaks this in the infirmity of sense.
-
-ISABELLA:
-O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believest
-There is another comfort than this world,
-That thou neglect me not, with that opinion
-That I am touch'd with madness! Make not impossible
-That which but seems unlike: 'tis not impossible
-But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground,
-May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as absolute
-As Angelo; even so may Angelo,
-In all his dressings, characts, titles, forms,
-Be an arch-villain; believe it, royal prince:
-If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more,
-Had I more name for badness.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-By mine honesty,
-If she be mad,--as I believe no other,--
-Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense,
-Such a dependency of thing on thing,
-As e'er I heard in madness.
-
-ISABELLA:
-O gracious duke,
-Harp not on that, nor do not banish reason
-For inequality; but let your reason serve
-To make the truth appear where it seems hid,
-And hide the false seems true.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Many that are not mad
-Have, sure, more lack of reason. What would you say?
-
-ISABELLA:
-I am the sister of one Claudio,
-Condemn'd upon the act of fornication
-To lose his head; condemn'd by Angelo:
-I, in probation of a sisterhood,
-Was sent to by my brother; one Lucio
-As then the messenger,--
-
-LUCIO:
-That's I, an't like your grace:
-I came to her from Claudio, and desired her
-To try her gracious fortune with Lord Angelo
-For her poor brother's pardon.
-
-ISABELLA:
-That's he indeed.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-You were not bid to speak.
-
-LUCIO:
-No, my good lord;
-Nor wish'd to hold my peace.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-I wish you now, then;
-Pray you, take note of it: and when you have
-A business for yourself, pray heaven you then
-Be perfect.
-
-LUCIO:
-I warrant your honour.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-The warrants for yourself; take heed to't.
-
-ISABELLA:
-This gentleman told somewhat of my tale,--
-
-LUCIO:
-Right.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-It may be right; but you are i' the wrong
-To speak before your time. Proceed.
-
-ISABELLA:
-I went
-To this pernicious caitiff deputy,--
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-That's somewhat madly spoken.
-
-ISABELLA:
-Pardon it;
-The phrase is to the matter.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Mended again. The matter; proceed.
-
-ISABELLA:
-In brief, to set the needless process by,
-How I persuaded, how I pray'd, and kneel'd,
-How he refell'd me, and how I replied,--
-For this was of much length,--the vile conclusion
-I now begin with grief and shame to utter:
-He would not, but by gift of my chaste body
-To his concupiscible intemperate lust,
-Release my brother; and, after much debatement,
-My sisterly remorse confutes mine honour,
-And I did yield to him: but the next morn betimes,
-His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant
-For my poor brother's head.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-This is most likely!
-
-ISABELLA:
-O, that it were as like as it is true!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-By heaven, fond wretch, thou knowist not what thou speak'st,
-Or else thou art suborn'd against his honour
-In hateful practise. First, his integrity
-Stands without blemish. Next, it imports no reason
-That with such vehemency he should pursue
-Faults proper to himself: if he had so offended,
-He would have weigh'd thy brother by himself
-And not have cut him off. Some one hath set you on:
-Confess the truth, and say by whose advice
-Thou camest here to complain.
-
-ISABELLA:
-And is this all?
-Then, O you blessed ministers above,
-Keep me in patience, and with ripen'd time
-Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up
-In countenance! Heaven shield your grace from woe,
-As I, thus wrong'd, hence unbelieved go!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-I know you'ld fain be gone. An officer!
-To prison with her! Shall we thus permit
-A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall
-On him so near us? This needs must be a practise.
-Who knew of Your intent and coming hither?
-
-ISABELLA:
-One that I would were here, Friar Lodowick.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-A ghostly father, belike. Who knows that Lodowick?
-
-LUCIO:
-My lord, I know him; 'tis a meddling friar;
-I do not like the man: had he been lay, my lord
-For certain words he spake against your grace
-In your retirement, I had swinged him soundly.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Words against me? this is a good friar, belike!
-And to set on this wretched woman here
-Against our substitute! Let this friar be found.
-
-LUCIO:
-But yesternight, my lord, she and that friar,
-I saw them at the prison: a saucy friar,
-A very scurvy fellow.
-
-FRIAR PETER:
-Blessed be your royal grace!
-I have stood by, my lord, and I have heard
-Your royal ear abused. First, hath this woman
-Most wrongfully accused your substitute,
-Who is as free from touch or soil with her
-As she from one ungot.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-We did believe no less.
-Know you that Friar Lodowick that she speaks of?
-
-FRIAR PETER:
-I know him for a man divine and holy;
-Not scurvy, nor a temporary meddler,
-As he's reported by this gentleman;
-And, on my trust, a man that never yet
-Did, as he vouches, misreport your grace.
-
-LUCIO:
-My lord, most villanously; believe it.
-
-FRIAR PETER:
-Well, he in time may come to clear himself;
-But at this instant he is sick my lord,
-Of a strange fever. Upon his mere request,
-Being come to knowledge that there was complaint
-Intended 'gainst Lord Angelo, came I hither,
-To speak, as from his mouth, what he doth know
-Is true and false; and what he with his oath
-And all probation will make up full clear,
-Whensoever he's convented. First, for this woman.
-To justify this worthy nobleman,
-So vulgarly and personally accused,
-Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes,
-Till she herself confess it.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Good friar, let's hear it.
-Do you not smile at this, Lord Angelo?
-O heaven, the vanity of wretched fools!
-Give us some seats. Come, cousin Angelo;
-In this I'll be impartial; be you judge
-Of your own cause. Is this the witness, friar?
-First, let her show her face, and after speak.
-
-MARIANA:
-Pardon, my lord; I will not show my face
-Until my husband bid me.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-What, are you married?
-
-MARIANA:
-No, my lord.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Are you a maid?
-
-MARIANA:
-No, my lord.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-A widow, then?
-
-MARIANA:
-Neither, my lord.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Why, you are nothing then: neither maid, widow, nor wife?
-
-LUCIO:
-My lord, she may be a punk; for many of them are
-neither maid, widow, nor wife.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Silence that fellow: I would he had some cause
-To prattle for himself.
-
-LUCIO:
-Well, my lord.
-
-MARIANA:
-My lord; I do confess I ne'er was married;
-And I confess besides I am no maid:
-I have known my husband; yet my husband
-Knows not that ever he knew me.
-
-LUCIO:
-He was drunk then, my lord: it can be no better.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-For the benefit of silence, would thou wert so too!
-
-LUCIO:
-Well, my lord.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-This is no witness for Lord Angelo.
-
-MARIANA:
-Now I come to't my lord
-She that accuses him of fornication,
-In self-same manner doth accuse my husband,
-And charges him my lord, with such a time
-When I'll depose I had him in mine arms
-With all the effect of love.
-
-ANGELO:
-Charges she more than me?
-
-MARIANA:
-Not that I know.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-No? you say your husband.
-
-MARIANA:
-Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo,
-Who thinks he knows that he ne'er knew my body,
-But knows he thinks that he knows Isabel's.
-
-ANGELO:
-This is a strange abuse. Let's see thy face.
-
-MARIANA:
-My husband bids me; now I will unmask.
-This is that face, thou cruel Angelo,
-Which once thou sworest was worth the looking on;
-This is the hand which, with a vow'd contract,
-Was fast belock'd in thine; this is the body
-That took away the match from Isabel,
-And did supply thee at thy garden-house
-In her imagined person.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Know you this woman?
-
-LUCIO:
-Carnally, she says.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Sirrah, no more!
-
-LUCIO:
-Enough, my lord.
-
-ANGELO:
-My lord, I must confess I know this woman:
-And five years since there was some speech of marriage
-Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off,
-Partly for that her promised proportions
-Came short of composition, but in chief
-For that her reputation was disvalued
-In levity: since which time of five years
-I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard from her,
-Upon my faith and honour.
-
-MARIANA:
-Noble prince,
-As there comes light from heaven and words from breath,
-As there is sense in truth and truth in virtue,
-I am affianced this man's wife as strongly
-As words could make up vows: and, my good lord,
-But Tuesday night last gone in's garden-house
-He knew me as a wife. As this is true,
-Let me in safety raise me from my knees
-Or else for ever be confixed here,
-A marble monument!
-
-ANGELO:
-I did but smile till now:
-Now, good my lord, give me the scope of justice
-My patience here is touch'd. I do perceive
-These poor informal women are no more
-But instruments of some more mightier member
-That sets them on: let me have way, my lord,
-To find this practise out.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Ay, with my heart
-And punish them to your height of pleasure.
-Thou foolish friar, and thou pernicious woman,
-Compact with her that's gone, think'st thou thy oaths,
-Though they would swear down each particular saint,
-Were testimonies against his worth and credit
-That's seal'd in approbation? You, Lord Escalus,
-Sit with my cousin; lend him your kind pains
-To find out this abuse, whence 'tis derived.
-There is another friar that set them on;
-Let him be sent for.
-
-FRIAR PETER:
-Would he were here, my lord! for he indeed
-Hath set the women on to this complaint:
-Your provost knows the place where he abides
-And he may fetch him.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Go do it instantly.
-And you, my noble and well-warranted cousin,
-Whom it concerns to hear this matter forth,
-Do with your injuries as seems you best,
-In any chastisement: I for a while will leave you;
-But stir not you till you have well determined
-Upon these slanderers.
-
-ESCALUS:
-My lord, we'll do it throughly.
-Signior Lucio, did not you say you knew that
-Friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person?
-
-LUCIO:
-'Cucullus non facit monachum:' honest in nothing
-but in his clothes; and one that hath spoke most
-villanous speeches of the duke.
-
-ESCALUS:
-We shall entreat you to abide here till he come and
-enforce them against him: we shall find this friar a
-notable fellow.
-
-LUCIO:
-As any in Vienna, on my word.
-
-ESCALUS:
-Call that same Isabel here once again; I would speak with her.
-Pray you, my lord, give me leave to question; you
-shall see how I'll handle her.
-
-LUCIO:
-Not better than he, by her own report.
-
-ESCALUS:
-Say you?
-
-LUCIO:
-Marry, sir, I think, if you handled her privately,
-she would sooner confess: perchance, publicly,
-she'll be ashamed.
-
-ESCALUS:
-I will go darkly to work with her.
-
-LUCIO:
-That's the way; for women are light at midnight.
-
-ESCALUS:
-Come on, mistress: here's a gentlewoman denies all
-that you have said.
-
-LUCIO:
-My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke of; here with
-the provost.
-
-ESCALUS:
-In very good time: speak not you to him till we
-call upon you.
-
-LUCIO:
-Mum.
-
-ESCALUS:
-Come, sir: did you set these women on to slander
-Lord Angelo? they have confessed you did.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-'Tis false.
-
-ESCALUS:
-How! know you where you are?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Respect to your great place! and let the devil
-Be sometime honour'd for his burning throne!
-Where is the duke? 'tis he should hear me speak.
-
-ESCALUS:
-The duke's in us; and we will hear you speak:
-Look you speak justly.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Boldly, at least. But, O, poor souls,
-Come you to seek the lamb here of the fox?
-Good night to your redress! Is the duke gone?
-Then is your cause gone too. The duke's unjust,
-Thus to retort your manifest appeal,
-And put your trial in the villain's mouth
-Which here you come to accuse.
-
-LUCIO:
-This is the rascal; this is he I spoke of.
-
-ESCALUS:
-Why, thou unreverend and unhallow'd friar,
-Is't not enough thou hast suborn'd these women
-To accuse this worthy man, but, in foul mouth
-And in the witness of his proper ear,
-To call him villain? and then to glance from him
-To the duke himself, to tax him with injustice?
-Take him hence; to the rack with him! We'll touse you
-Joint by joint, but we will know his purpose.
-What 'unjust'!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Be not so hot; the duke
-Dare no more stretch this finger of mine than he
-Dare rack his own: his subject am I not,
-Nor here provincial. My business in this state
-Made me a looker on here in Vienna,
-Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble
-Till it o'er-run the stew; laws for all faults,
-But faults so countenanced, that the strong statutes
-Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop,
-As much in mock as mark.
-
-ESCALUS:
-Slander to the state! Away with him to prison!
-
-ANGELO:
-What can you vouch against him, Signior Lucio?
-Is this the man that you did tell us of?
-
-LUCIO:
-'Tis he, my lord. Come hither, goodman baldpate:
-do you know me?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-I remember you, sir, by the sound of your voice: I
-met you at the prison, in the absence of the duke.
-
-LUCIO:
-O, did you so? And do you remember what you said of the duke?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Most notedly, sir.
-
-LUCIO:
-Do you so, sir? And was the duke a fleshmonger, a
-fool, and a coward, as you then reported him to be?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-You must, sir, change persons with me, ere you make
-that my report: you, indeed, spoke so of him; and
-much more, much worse.
-
-LUCIO:
-O thou damnable fellow! Did not I pluck thee by the
-nose for thy speeches?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-I protest I love the duke as I love myself.
-
-ANGELO:
-Hark, how the villain would close now, after his
-treasonable abuses!
-
-ESCALUS:
-Such a fellow is not to be talked withal. Away with
-him to prison! Where is the provost? Away with him
-to prison! lay bolts enough upon him: let him
-speak no more. Away with those giglots too, and
-with the other confederate companion!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-
-ANGELO:
-What, resists he? Help him, Lucio.
-
-LUCIO:
-Come, sir; come, sir; come, sir; foh, sir! Why, you
-bald-pated, lying rascal, you must be hooded, must
-you? Show your knave's visage, with a pox to you!
-show your sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour!
-Will't not off?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Thou art the first knave that e'er madest a duke.
-First, provost, let me bail these gentle three.
-Sneak not away, sir; for the friar and you
-Must have a word anon. Lay hold on him.
-
-LUCIO:
-This may prove worse than hanging.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-
-ANGELO:
-O my dread lord,
-I should be guiltier than my guiltiness,
-To think I can be undiscernible,
-When I perceive your grace, like power divine,
-Hath look'd upon my passes. Then, good prince,
-No longer session hold upon my shame,
-But let my trial be mine own confession:
-Immediate sentence then and sequent death
-Is all the grace I beg.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Come hither, Mariana.
-Say, wast thou e'er contracted to this woman?
-
-ANGELO:
-I was, my lord.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Go take her hence, and marry her instantly.
-Do you the office, friar; which consummate,
-Return him here again. Go with him, provost.
-
-ESCALUS:
-My lord, I am more amazed at his dishonour
-Than at the strangeness of it.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Come hither, Isabel.
-Your friar is now your prince: as I was then
-Advertising and holy to your business,
-Not changing heart with habit, I am still
-Attorney'd at your service.
-
-ISABELLA:
-O, give me pardon,
-That I, your vassal, have employ'd and pain'd
-Your unknown sovereignty!
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-You are pardon'd, Isabel:
-And now, dear maid, be you as free to us.
-Your brother's death, I know, sits at your heart;
-And you may marvel why I obscured myself,
-Labouring to save his life, and would not rather
-Make rash remonstrance of my hidden power
-Than let him so be lost. O most kind maid,
-It was the swift celerity of his death,
-Which I did think with slower foot came on,
-That brain'd my purpose. But, peace be with him!
-That life is better life, past fearing death,
-Than that which lives to fear: make it your comfort,
-So happy is your brother.
-
-ISABELLA:
-I do, my lord.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-For this new-married man approaching here,
-Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd
-Your well defended honour, you must pardon
-For Mariana's sake: but as he adjudged your brother,--
-Being criminal, in double violation
-Of sacred chastity and of promise-breach
-Thereon dependent, for your brother's life,--
-The very mercy of the law cries out
-Most audible, even from his proper tongue,
-'An Angelo for Claudio, death for death!'
-Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure;
-Like doth quit like, and MEASURE still FOR MEASURE.
-Then, Angelo, thy fault's thus manifested;
-Which, though thou wouldst deny, denies thee vantage.
-We do condemn thee to the very block
-Where Claudio stoop'd to death, and with like haste.
-Away with him!
-
-MARIANA:
-O my most gracious lord,
-I hope you will not mock me with a husband.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-It is your husband mock'd you with a husband.
-Consenting to the safeguard of your honour,
-I thought your marriage fit; else imputation,
-For that he knew you, might reproach your life
-And choke your good to come; for his possessions,
-Although by confiscation they are ours,
-We do instate and widow you withal,
-To buy you a better husband.
-
-MARIANA:
-O my dear lord,
-I crave no other, nor no better man.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Never crave him; we are definitive.
-
-MARIANA:
-Gentle my liege,--
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-You do but lose your labour.
-Away with him to death!
-Now, sir, to you.
-
-MARIANA:
-O my good lord! Sweet Isabel, take my part;
-Lend me your knees, and all my life to come
-I'll lend you all my life to do you service.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Against all sense you do importune her:
-Should she kneel down in mercy of this fact,
-Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break,
-And take her hence in horror.
-
-MARIANA:
-Isabel,
-Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me;
-Hold up your hands, say nothing; I'll speak all.
-They say, best men are moulded out of faults;
-And, for the most, become much more the better
-For being a little bad: so may my husband.
-O Isabel, will you not lend a knee?
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-He dies for Claudio's death.
-
-ISABELLA:
-Most bounteous sir,
-Look, if it please you, on this man condemn'd,
-As if my brother lived: I partly think
-A due sincerity govern'd his deeds,
-Till he did look on me: since it is so,
-Let him not die. My brother had but justice,
-In that he did the thing for which he died:
-For Angelo,
-His act did not o'ertake his bad intent,
-And must be buried but as an intent
-That perish'd by the way: thoughts are no subjects;
-Intents but merely thoughts.
-
-MARIANA:
-Merely, my lord.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Your suit's unprofitable; stand up, I say.
-I have bethought me of another fault.
-Provost, how came it Claudio was beheaded
-At an unusual hour?
-
-Provost:
-It was commanded so.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Had you a special warrant for the deed?
-
-Provost:
-No, my good lord; it was by private message.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-For which I do discharge you of your office:
-Give up your keys.
-
-Provost:
-Pardon me, noble lord:
-I thought it was a fault, but knew it not;
-Yet did repent me, after more advice;
-For testimony whereof, one in the prison,
-That should by private order else have died,
-I have reserved alive.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-What's he?
-
-Provost:
-His name is Barnardine.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-I would thou hadst done so by Claudio.
-Go fetch him hither; let me look upon him.
-
-ESCALUS:
-I am sorry, one so learned and so wise
-As you, Lord Angelo, have still appear'd,
-Should slip so grossly, both in the heat of blood.
-And lack of temper'd judgment afterward.
-
-ANGELO:
-I am sorry that such sorrow I procure:
-And so deep sticks it in my penitent heart
-That I crave death more willingly than mercy;
-'Tis my deserving, and I do entreat it.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Which is that Barnardine?
-
-Provost:
-This, my lord.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-There was a friar told me of this man.
-Sirrah, thou art said to have a stubborn soul.
-That apprehends no further than this world,
-And squarest thy life according. Thou'rt condemn'd:
-But, for those earthly faults, I quit them all;
-And pray thee take this mercy to provide
-For better times to come. Friar, advise him;
-I leave him to your hand. What muffled fellow's that?
-
-Provost:
-This is another prisoner that I saved.
-Who should have died when Claudio lost his head;
-As like almost to Claudio as himself.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-
-LUCIO:
-'Faith, my lord. I spoke it but according to the
-trick. If you will hang me for it, you may; but I
-had rather it would please you I might be whipt.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Whipt first, sir, and hanged after.
-Proclaim it, provost, round about the city.
-Is any woman wrong'd by this lewd fellow,
-As I have heard him swear himself there's one
-Whom he begot with child, let her appear,
-And he shall marry her: the nuptial finish'd,
-Let him be whipt and hang'd.
-
-LUCIO:
-I beseech your highness, do not marry me to a whore.
-Your highness said even now, I made you a duke:
-good my lord, do not recompense me in making me a cuckold.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Upon mine honour, thou shalt marry her.
-Thy slanders I forgive; and therewithal
-Remit thy other forfeits. Take him to prison;
-And see our pleasure herein executed.
-
-LUCIO:
-Marrying a punk, my lord, is pressing to death,
-whipping, and hanging.
-
-DUKE VINCENTIO:
-Slandering a prince deserves it.
-She, Claudio, that you wrong'd, look you restore.
-Joy to you, Mariana! Love her, Angelo:
-I have confess'd her and I know her virtue.
-Thanks, good friend Escalus, for thy much goodness:
-There's more behind that is more gratulate.
-Thanks, provost, for thy care and secrecy:
-We shill employ thee in a worthier place.
-Forgive him, Angelo, that brought you home
-The head of Ragozine for Claudio's:
-The offence pardons itself. Dear Isabel,
-I have a motion much imports your good;
-Whereto if you'll a willing ear incline,
-What's mine is yours and what is yours is mine.
-So, bring us to our palace; where we'll show
-What's yet behind, that's meet you all should know.
-
-SLY:
-I'll pheeze you, in faith.
-
-Hostess:
-A pair of stocks, you rogue!
-
-SLY:
-Ye are a baggage: the Slys are no rogues; look in
-the chronicles; we came in with Richard Conqueror.
-Therefore paucas pallabris; let the world slide: sessa!
-
-Hostess:
-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.
-
-Hostess:
-I know my remedy; I must go fetch the
-third--borough.
-
-SLY:
-Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer him
-by law: I'll not budge an inch, boy: let him come,
-and kindly.
-
-Lord:
-Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds:
-Brach Merriman, the poor cur is emboss'd;
-And couple Clowder with the deep--mouth'd brach.
-Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good
-At the hedge-corner, in the coldest fault?
-I would not lose the dog for twenty pound.
-
-First Huntsman:
-Why, Belman is as good as he, my lord;
-He cried upon it at the merest loss
-And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent:
-Trust me, I take him for the better dog.
-
-Lord:
-Thou art a fool: if Echo were as fleet,
-I would esteem him worth a dozen such.
-But sup them well and look unto them all:
-To-morrow I intend to hunt again.
-
-First Huntsman:
-I will, my lord.
-
-Lord:
-What's here? one dead, or drunk? See, doth he breathe?
-
-Second Huntsman:
-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!
-Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image!
-Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man.
-What think you, if he were convey'd to bed,
-Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers,
-A most delicious banquet by his bed,
-And brave attendants near him when he wakes,
-Would not the beggar then forget himself?
-
-First Huntsman:
-Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose.
-
-Second Huntsman:
-It would seem strange unto him when he waked.
-
-Lord:
-Even as a flattering dream or worthless fancy.
-Then take him up and manage well the jest:
-Carry him gently to my fairest chamber
-And hang it round with all my wanton pictures:
-Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters
-And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet:
-Procure me music ready when he wakes,
-To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound;
-And if he chance to speak, be ready straight
-And with a low submissive reverence
-Say 'What is it your honour will command?'
-Let one attend him with a silver basin
-Full of rose-water and bestrew'd with flowers,
-Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper,
-And say 'Will't please your lordship cool your hands?'
-Some one be ready with a costly suit
-And ask him what apparel he will wear;
-Another tell him of his hounds and horse,
-And that his lady mourns at his disease:
-Persuade him that he hath been lunatic;
-And when he says he is, say that he dreams,
-For he is nothing but a mighty lord.
-This do and do it kindly, gentle sirs:
-It will be pastime passing excellent,
-If it be husbanded with modesty.
-
-First Huntsman:
-My lord, I warrant you we will play our part,
-As he shall think by our true diligence
-He is no less than what we say he is.
-
-Lord:
-Take him up gently and to bed with him;
-And each one to his office when he wakes.
-Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds:
-Belike, some noble gentleman that means,
-Travelling some journey, to repose him here.
-How now! who is it?
-
-Servant:
-An't please your honour, players
-That offer service to your lordship.
-
-Lord:
-Bid them come near.
-Now, fellows, you are welcome.
-
-Players:
-We thank your honour.
-
-Lord:
-Do you intend to stay with me tonight?
-
-A Player:
-So please your lordship to accept our duty.
-
-Lord:
-With all my heart. This fellow I remember,
-Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son:
-'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman so well:
-I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part
-Was aptly fitted and naturally perform'd.
-
-A Player:
-I think 'twas Soto that your honour means.
-
-Lord:
-'Tis very true: thou didst it excellent.
-Well, you are come to me in a happy time;
-The rather for I have some sport in hand
-Wherein your cunning can assist me much.
-There is a lord will hear you play to-night:
-But I am doubtful of your modesties;
-Lest over-eyeing of his odd behavior,--
-For yet his honour never heard a play--
-You break into some merry passion
-And so offend him; for I tell you, sirs,
-If you should smile he grows impatient.
-
-A Player:
-Fear not, my lord: we can contain ourselves,
-Were he the veriest antic in the world.
-
-Lord:
-Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery,
-And give them friendly welcome every one:
-Let them want nothing that my house affords.
-Sirrah, go you to Barthol'mew my page,
-And see him dress'd in all suits like a lady:
-That done, conduct him to the drunkard's chamber;
-And call him 'madam,' do him obeisance.
-Tell him from me, as he will win my love,
-He bear himself with honourable action,
-Such as he hath observed in noble ladies
-Unto their lords, by them accomplished:
-Such duty to the drunkard let him do
-With soft low tongue and lowly courtesy,
-And say 'What is't your honour will command,
-Wherein your lady and your humble wife
-May show her duty and make known her love?'
-And then with kind embracements, tempting kisses,
-And with declining head into his bosom,
-Bid him shed tears, as being overjoy'd
-To see her noble lord restored to health,
-Who for this seven years hath esteem'd him
-No better than a poor and loathsome beggar:
-And if the boy have not a woman's gift
-To rain a shower of commanded tears,
-An onion will do well for such a shift,
-Which in a napkin being close convey'd
-Shall in despite enforce a watery eye.
-See this dispatch'd with all the haste thou canst:
-Anon I'll give thee more instructions.
-I know the boy will well usurp the grace,
-Voice, gait and action of a gentlewoman:
-I long to hear him call the drunkard husband,
-And how my men will stay themselves from laughter
-When they do homage to this simple peasant.
-I'll in to counsel them; haply my presence
-May well abate the over-merry spleen
-Which otherwise would grow into extremes.
-
-SLY:
-For God's sake, a pot of small ale.
-
-First Servant:
-Will't please your lordship drink a cup of sack?
-
-Second Servant:
-Will't please your honour taste of these conserves?
-
-Third Servant:
-What raiment will your honour wear to-day?
-
-SLY:
-I am Christophero Sly; call not me 'honour' nor
-'lordship:' I ne'er drank sack in my life; and if
-you give me any conserves, give me conserves of
-beef: ne'er ask me what raiment I'll wear; for I
-have no more doublets than backs, no more stockings
-than legs, nor no more shoes than feet; nay,
-sometimes more feet than shoes, or such shoes as my
-toes look through the over-leather.
-
-Lord:
-Heaven cease this idle humour in your honour!
-O, that a mighty man of such descent,
-Of such possessions and so high esteem,
-Should be infused with so foul a spirit!
-
-SLY:
-What, would you make me mad? Am not I Christopher
-Sly, old Sly's son of Burtonheath, by birth a
-pedlar, by education a cardmaker, by transmutation a
-bear-herd, and now by present profession a tinker?
-Ask Marian Hacket, the fat ale-wife of Wincot, if
-she know me not: if she say I am not fourteen pence
-on the score for sheer ale, score me up for the
-lyingest knave in Christendom. What! I am not
-bestraught: here's--
-
-Third Servant:
-O, this it is that makes your lady mourn!
-
-Second Servant:
-O, this is it that makes your servants droop!
-
-Lord:
-Hence comes it that your kindred shuns your house,
-As beaten hence by your strange lunacy.
-O noble lord, bethink thee of thy birth,
-Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment
-And banish hence these abject lowly dreams.
-Look how thy servants do attend on thee,
-Each in his office ready at thy beck.
-Wilt thou have music? hark! Apollo plays,
-And twenty caged nightingales do sing:
-Or wilt thou sleep? we'll have thee to a couch
-Softer and sweeter than the lustful bed
-On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis.
-Say thou wilt walk; we will bestrew the ground:
-Or wilt thou ride? thy horses shall be trapp'd,
-Their harness studded all with gold and pearl.
-Dost thou love hawking? thou hast hawks will soar
-Above the morning lark or wilt thou hunt?
-Thy hounds shall make the welkin answer them
-And fetch shrill echoes from the hollow earth.
-
-First Servant:
-Say thou wilt course; thy greyhounds are as swift
-As breathed stags, ay, fleeter than the roe.
-
-Second Servant:
-Dost thou love pictures? we will fetch thee straight
-Adonis painted by a running brook,
-And Cytherea all in sedges hid,
-Which seem to move and wanton with her breath,
-Even as the waving sedges play with wind.
-
-Lord:
-We'll show thee Io as she was a maid,
-And how she was beguiled and surprised,
-As lively painted as the deed was done.
-
-Third Servant:
-Or Daphne roaming through a thorny wood,
-Scratching her legs that one shall swear she bleeds,
-And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep,
-So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn.
-
-Lord:
-Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord:
-Thou hast a lady far more beautiful
-Than any woman in this waning age.
-
-First Servant:
-And till the tears that she hath shed for thee
-Like envious floods o'er-run her lovely face,
-She was the fairest creature in the world;
-And yet she is inferior to none.
-
-SLY:
-Am I a lord? and have I such a lady?
-Or do I dream? or have I dream'd till now?
-I do not sleep: I see, I hear, I speak;
-I smell sweet savours and I feel soft things:
-Upon my life, I am a lord indeed
-And not a tinker nor Christophero Sly.
-Well, bring our lady hither to our sight;
-And once again, a pot o' the smallest ale.
-
-Second Servant:
-Will't please your mightiness to wash your hands?
-O, how we joy to see your wit restored!
-O, that once more you knew but what you are!
-These fifteen years you have been in a dream;
-Or when you waked, so waked as if you slept.
-
-SLY:
-These fifteen years! by my fay, a goodly nap.
-But did I never speak of all that time?
-
-First Servant:
-O, yes, my lord, but very idle words:
-For though you lay here in this goodly chamber,
-Yet would you say ye were beaten out of door;
-And rail upon the hostess of the house;
-And say you would present her at the leet,
-Because she brought stone jugs and no seal'd quarts:
-Sometimes you would call out for Cicely Hacket.
-
-SLY:
-Ay, the woman's maid of the house.
-
-Third Servant:
-Why, sir, you know no house nor no such maid,
-Nor no such men as you have reckon'd up,
-As Stephen Sly and did John Naps of Greece
-And Peter Turph and Henry Pimpernell
-And twenty more such names and men as these
-Which never were nor no man ever saw.
-
-SLY:
-Now Lord be thanked for my good amends!
-
-ALL:
-Amen.
-
-SLY:
-I thank thee: thou shalt not lose by it.
-
-Page:
-How fares my noble lord?
-
-SLY:
-Marry, I fare well for here is cheer enough.
-Where is my wife?
-
-Page:
-Here, noble lord: what is thy will with her?
-
-SLY:
-Are you my wife and will not call me husband?
-My men should call me 'lord:' I am your goodman.
-
-Page:
-My husband and my lord, my lord and husband;
-I am your wife in all obedience.
-
-SLY:
-I know it well. What must I call her?
-
-Lord:
-Madam.
-
-SLY:
-Al'ce madam, or Joan madam?
-
-Lord:
-'Madam,' and nothing else: so lords
-call ladies.
-
-SLY:
-Madam wife, they say that I have dream'd
-And slept above some fifteen year or more.
-
-Page:
-Ay, and the time seems thirty unto me,
-Being all this time abandon'd from your bed.
-
-SLY:
-'Tis much. Servants, leave me and her alone.
-Madam, undress you and come now to bed.
-
-Page:
-Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of you
-To pardon me yet for a night or two,
-Or, if not so, until the sun be set:
-For your physicians have expressly charged,
-In peril to incur your former malady,
-That I should yet absent me from your bed:
-I hope this reason stands for my excuse.

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-
-SLY:
-Ay, it stands so that I may hardly
-tarry so long. But I would be loath to fall into
-my dreams again: I will therefore tarry in
-despite of the flesh and the blood.
-
-Messenger:
-Your honour's players, heating your amendment,
-Are come to play a pleasant comedy;
-For so your doctors hold it very meet,
-Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd your blood,
-And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy:
-Therefore they thought it good you hear a play
-And frame your mind to mirth and merriment,
-Which bars a thousand harms and lengthens life.
-
-SLY:
-Marry, I will, let them play it. Is not a
-comondy a Christmas gambold or a tumbling-trick?
-
-Page:
-No, my good lord; it is more pleasing stuff.
-
-SLY:
-What, household stuff?
-
-Page:
-It is a kind of history.
-
-SLY:
-Well, well see't. Come, madam wife, sit by my side
-and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Tranio, since for the great desire I had
-To see fair Padua, nursery of arts,
-I am arrived for fruitful Lombardy,
-The pleasant garden of great Italy;
-And by my father's love and leave am arm'd
-With his good will and thy good company,
-My trusty servant, well approved in all,
-Here let us breathe and haply institute
-A course of learning and ingenious studies.
-Pisa renown'd for grave citizens
-Gave me my being and my father first,
-A merchant of great traffic through the world,
-Vincetino come of Bentivolii.
-Vincetino's son brought up in Florence
-It shall become to serve all hopes conceived,
-To deck his fortune with his virtuous deeds:
-And therefore, Tranio, for the time I study,
-Virtue and that part of philosophy
-Will I apply that treats of happiness
-By virtue specially to be achieved.
-Tell me thy mind; for I have Pisa left
-And am to Padua come, as he that leaves
-A shallow plash to plunge him in the deep
-And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst.
-
-TRANIO:
-Mi perdonato, gentle master mine,
-I am in all affected as yourself;
-Glad that you thus continue your resolve
-To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.
-Only, good master, while we do admire
-This virtue and this moral discipline,
-Let's be no stoics nor no stocks, I pray;
-Or so devote to Aristotle's cheques
-As Ovid be an outcast quite abjured:
-Balk logic with acquaintance that you have
-And practise rhetoric in your common talk;
-Music and poesy use to quicken you;
-The mathematics and the metaphysics,
-Fall to them as you find your stomach serves you;
-No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en:
-In brief, sir, study what you most affect.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou advise.
-If, Biondello, thou wert come ashore,
-We could at once put us in readiness,
-And take a lodging fit to entertain
-Such friends as time in Padua shall beget.
-But stay a while: what company is this?
-
-TRANIO:
-Master, some show to welcome us to town.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Gentlemen, importune me no farther,
-For how I firmly am resolved you know;
-That is, not bestow my youngest daughter
-Before I have a husband for the elder:
-If either of you both love Katharina,
-Because I know you well and love you well,
-Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure.
-
-GREMIO:
-
-KATHARINA:
-I pray you, sir, is it your will
-To make a stale of me amongst these mates?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Mates, maid! how mean you that? no mates for you,
-Unless you were of gentler, milder mould.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I'faith, sir, you shall never need to fear:
-I wis it is not half way to her heart;
-But if it were, doubt not her care should be
-To comb your noddle with a three-legg'd stool
-And paint your face and use you like a fool.
-
-HORTENSIA:
-From all such devils, good Lord deliver us!
-
-GREMIO:
-And me too, good Lord!
-
-TRANIO:
-Hush, master! here's some good pastime toward:
-That wench is stark mad or wonderful froward.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-But in the other's silence do I see
-Maid's mild behavior and sobriety.
-Peace, Tranio!
-
-TRANIO:
-Well said, master; mum! and gaze your fill.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Gentlemen, that I may soon make good
-What I have said, Bianca, get you in:
-And let it not displease thee, good Bianca,
-For I will love thee ne'er the less, my girl.
-
-KATHARINA:
-A pretty peat! it is best
-Put finger in the eye, an she knew why.
-
-BIANCA:
-Sister, content you in my discontent.
-Sir, to your pleasure humbly I subscribe:
-My books and instruments shall be my company,
-On them to took and practise by myself.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Hark, Tranio! thou may'st hear Minerva speak.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Signior Baptista, will you be so strange?
-Sorry am I that our good will effects
-Bianca's grief.
-
-GREMIO:
-Why will you mew her up,
-Signior Baptista, for this fiend of hell,
-And make her bear the penance of her tongue?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Gentlemen, content ye; I am resolved:
-Go in, Bianca:
-And for I know she taketh most delight
-In music, instruments and poetry,
-Schoolmasters will I keep within my house,
-Fit to instruct her youth. If you, Hortensio,
-Or Signior Gremio, you, know any such,
-Prefer them hither; for to cunning men
-I will be very kind, and liberal
-To mine own children in good bringing up:
-And so farewell. Katharina, you may stay;
-For I have more to commune with Bianca.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Why, and I trust I may go too, may I not? What,
-shall I be appointed hours; as though, belike, I
-knew not what to take and what to leave, ha?
-
-GREMIO:
-You may go to the devil's dam: your gifts are so
-good, here's none will hold you. Their love is not
-so great, Hortensio, but we may blow our nails
-together, and fast it fairly out: our cakes dough on
-both sides. Farewell: yet for the love I bear my
-sweet Bianca, if I can by any means light on a fit
-man to teach her that wherein she delights, I will
-wish him to her father.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-So will I, Signior Gremio: but a word, I pray.
-Though the nature of our quarrel yet never brooked
-parle, know now, upon advice, it toucheth us both,
-that we may yet again have access to our fair
-mistress and be happy rivals in Bianco's love, to
-labour and effect one thing specially.
-
-GREMIO:
-What's that, I pray?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Marry, sir, to get a husband for her sister.
-
-GREMIO:
-A husband! a devil.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-I say, a husband.
-
-GREMIO:
-I say, a devil. Thinkest thou, Hortensio, though
-her father be very rich, any man is so very a fool
-to be married to hell?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Tush, Gremio, though it pass your patience and mine
-to endure her loud alarums, why, man, there be good
-fellows in the world, an a man could light on them,
-would take her with all faults, and money enough.
-
-GREMIO:
-I cannot tell; but I had as lief take her dowry with
-this condition, to be whipped at the high cross
-every morning.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Faith, as you say, there's small choice in rotten
-apples. But come; since this bar in law makes us
-friends, it shall be so far forth friendly
-maintained all by helping Baptista's eldest daughter
-to a husband we set his youngest free for a husband,
-and then have to't a fresh. Sweet Bianca! Happy man
-be his dole! He that runs fastest gets the ring.
-How say you, Signior Gremio?
-
-GREMIO:
-I am agreed; and would I had given him the best
-horse in Padua to begin his wooing that would
-thoroughly woo her, wed her and bed her and rid the
-house of her! Come on.
-
-TRANIO:
-I pray, sir, tell me, is it possible
-That love should of a sudden take such hold?
-
-LUCENTIO:
-O Tranio, till I found it to be true,
-I never thought it possible or likely;
-But see, while idly I stood looking on,
-I found the effect of love in idleness:
-And now in plainness do confess to thee,
-That art to me as secret and as dear
-As Anna to the queen of Carthage was,
-Tranio, I burn, I pine, I perish, Tranio,
-If I achieve not this young modest girl.
-Counsel me, Tranio, for I know thou canst;
-Assist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt.
-
-TRANIO:
-Master, it is no time to chide you now;
-Affection is not rated from the heart:
-If love have touch'd you, nought remains but so,
-'Redime te captum quam queas minimo.'
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Gramercies, lad, go forward; this contents:
-The rest will comfort, for thy counsel's sound.
-
-TRANIO:
-Master, you look'd so longly on the maid,
-Perhaps you mark'd not what's the pith of all.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-O yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face,
-Such as the daughter of Agenor had,
-That made great Jove to humble him to her hand.
-When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan strand.
-
-TRANIO:
-Saw you no more? mark'd you not how her sister
-Began to scold and raise up such a storm
-That mortal ears might hardly endure the din?
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move
-And with her breath she did perfume the air:
-Sacred and sweet was all I saw in her.
-
-TRANIO:
-Nay, then, 'tis time to stir him from his trance.
-I pray, awake, sir: if you love the maid,
-Bend thoughts and wits to achieve her. Thus it stands:
-Her eldest sister is so curst and shrewd
-That till the father rid his hands of her,
-Master, your love must live a maid at home;
-And therefore has he closely mew'd her up,
-Because she will not be annoy'd with suitors.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father's he!
-But art thou not advised, he took some care
-To get her cunning schoolmasters to instruct her?
-
-TRANIO:
-Ay, marry, am I, sir; and now 'tis plotted.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-I have it, Tranio.
-
-TRANIO:
-Master, for my hand,
-Both our inventions meet and jump in one.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Tell me thine first.
-
-TRANIO:
-You will be schoolmaster
-And undertake the teaching of the maid:
-That's your device.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-It is: may it be done?
-
-TRANIO:
-Not possible; for who shall bear your part,
-And be in Padua here Vincentio's son,
-Keep house and ply his book, welcome his friends,
-Visit his countrymen and banquet them?
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Basta; content thee, for I have it full.
-We have not yet been seen in any house,
-Nor can we lie distinguish'd by our faces
-For man or master; then it follows thus;
-Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead,
-Keep house and port and servants as I should:
-I will some other be, some Florentine,
-Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of Pisa.
-'Tis hatch'd and shall be so: Tranio, at once
-Uncase thee; take my colour'd hat and cloak:
-When Biondello comes, he waits on thee;
-But I will charm him first to keep his tongue.
-
-TRANIO:
-So had you need.
-In brief, sir, sith it your pleasure is,
-And I am tied to be obedient;
-For so your father charged me at our parting,
-'Be serviceable to my son,' quoth he,
-Although I think 'twas in another sense;
-I am content to be Lucentio,
-Because so well I love Lucentio.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves:
-And let me be a slave, to achieve that maid
-Whose sudden sight hath thrall'd my wounded eye.
-Here comes the rogue.
-Sirrah, where have you been?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Where have I been! Nay, how now! where are you?
-Master, has my fellow Tranio stolen your clothes? Or
-you stolen his? or both? pray, what's the news?
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Sirrah, come hither: 'tis no time to jest,
-And therefore frame your manners to the time.
-Your fellow Tranio here, to save my life,
-Puts my apparel and my countenance on,
-And I for my escape have put on his;
-For in a quarrel since I came ashore
-I kill'd a man and fear I was descried:
-Wait you on him, I charge you, as becomes,
-While I make way from hence to save my life:
-You understand me?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-I, sir! ne'er a whit.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth:
-Tranio is changed into Lucentio.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-The better for him: would I were so too!
-
-TRANIO:
-So could I, faith, boy, to have the next wish after,
-That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest daughter.
-But, sirrah, not for my sake, but your master's, I advise
-You use your manners discreetly in all kind of companies:
-When I am alone, why, then I am Tranio;
-But in all places else your master Lucentio.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Tranio, let's go: one thing more rests, that
-thyself execute, to make one among these wooers: if
-thou ask me why, sufficeth, my reasons are both good
-and weighty.
-
-First Servant:
-My lord, you nod; you do not mind the play.
-
-SLY:
-Yes, by Saint Anne, do I. A good matter, surely:
-comes there any more of it?
-
-Page:
-My lord, 'tis but begun.
-
-SLY:
-'Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam lady:
-would 'twere done!
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Verona, for a while I take my leave,
-To see my friends in Padua, but of all
-My best beloved and approved friend,
-Hortensio; and I trow this is his house.
-Here, sirrah Grumio; knock, I say.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Knock, sir! whom should I knock? is there man has
-rebused your worship?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Villain, I say, knock me here soundly.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Knock you here, sir! why, sir, what am I, sir, that
-I should knock you here, sir?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Villain, I say, knock me at this gate
-And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate.
-
-GRUMIO:
-My master is grown quarrelsome. I should knock
-you first,
-And then I know after who comes by the worst.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Will it not be?
-Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock, I'll ring it;
-I'll try how you can sol, fa, and sing it.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Help, masters, help! my master is mad.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Now, knock when I bid you, sirrah villain!
-
-HORTENSIO:
-How now! what's the matter? My old friend Grumio!
-and my good friend Petruchio! How do you all at Verona?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Signior Hortensio, come you to part the fray?
-'Con tutto il cuore, ben trovato,' may I say.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-'Alla nostra casa ben venuto, molto honorato signor
-mio Petruchio.' Rise, Grumio, rise: we will compound
-this quarrel.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Nay, 'tis no matter, sir, what he 'leges in Latin.
-if this be not a lawful case for me to leave his
-service, look you, sir, he bid me knock him and rap
-him soundly, sir: well, was it fit for a servant to
-use his master so, being perhaps, for aught I see,
-two and thirty, a pip out? Whom would to God I had
-well knock'd at first, Then had not Grumio come by the worst.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-A senseless villain! Good Hortensio,
-I bade the rascal knock upon your gate
-And could not get him for my heart to do it.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Knock at the gate! O heavens! Spake you not these
-words plain, 'Sirrah, knock me here, rap me here,
-knock me well, and knock me soundly'? And come you
-now with, 'knocking at the gate'?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I advise you.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Petruchio, patience; I am Grumio's pledge:
-Why, this's a heavy chance 'twixt him and you,
-Your ancient, trusty, pleasant servant Grumio.
-And tell me now, sweet friend, what happy gale
-Blows you to Padua here from old Verona?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Such wind as scatters young men through the world,
-To seek their fortunes farther than at home
-Where small experience grows. But in a few,
-Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me:
-Antonio, my father, is deceased;
-And I have thrust myself into this maze,
-Haply to wive and thrive as best I may:
-Crowns in my purse I have and goods at home,
-And so am come abroad to see the world.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to thee
-And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favour'd wife?
-Thou'ldst thank me but a little for my counsel:
-And yet I'll promise thee she shall be rich
-And very rich: but thou'rt too much my friend,
-And I'll not wish thee to her.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as we
-Few words suffice; and therefore, if thou know
-One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife,
-As wealth is burden of my wooing dance,
-Be she as foul as was Florentius' love,
-As old as Sibyl and as curst and shrewd
-As Socrates' Xanthippe, or a worse,
-She moves me not, or not removes, at least,
-Affection's edge in me, were she as rough
-As are the swelling Adriatic seas:
-I come to wive it wealthily in Padua;
-If wealthily, then happily in Padua.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Nay, look you, sir, he tells you flatly what his
-mind is: Why give him gold enough and marry him to
-a puppet or an aglet-baby; or an old trot with ne'er
-a tooth in her head, though she have as many diseases
-as two and fifty horses: why, nothing comes amiss,
-so money comes withal.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Petruchio, since we are stepp'd thus far in,
-I will continue that I broach'd in jest.
-I can, Petruchio, help thee to a wife
-With wealth enough and young and beauteous,
-Brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman:
-Her only fault, and that is faults enough,
-Is that she is intolerable curst
-And shrewd and froward, so beyond all measure
-That, were my state far worser than it is,
-I would not wed her for a mine of gold.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Hortensio, peace! thou know'st not gold's effect:
-Tell me her father's name and 'tis enough;
-For I will board her, though she chide as loud
-As thunder when the clouds in autumn crack.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Her father is Baptista Minola,
-An affable and courteous gentleman:
-Her name is Katharina Minola,
-Renown'd in Padua for her scolding tongue.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-I know her father, though I know not her;
-And he knew my deceased father well.
-I will not sleep, Hortensio, till I see her;
-And therefore let me be thus bold with you
-To give you over at this first encounter,
-Unless you will accompany me thither.
-
-GRUMIO:
-I pray you, sir, let him go while the humour lasts.
-O' my word, an she knew him as well as I do, she
-would think scolding would do little good upon him:
-she may perhaps call him half a score knaves or so:
-why, that's nothing; an he begin once, he'll rail in
-his rope-tricks. I'll tell you what sir, an she
-stand him but a little, he will throw a figure in
-her face and so disfigure her with it that she
-shall have no more eyes to see withal than a cat.
-You know him not, sir.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee,
-For in Baptista's keep my treasure is:
-He hath the jewel of my life in hold,
-His youngest daughter, beautiful Binaca,
-And her withholds from me and other more,
-Suitors to her and rivals in my love,
-Supposing it a thing impossible,
-For those defects I have before rehearsed,
-That ever Katharina will be woo'd;
-Therefore this order hath Baptista ta'en,
-That none shall have access unto Bianca
-Till Katharina the curst have got a husband.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Katharina the curst!
-A title for a maid of all titles the worst.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Now shall my friend Petruchio do me grace,
-And offer me disguised in sober robes
-To old Baptista as a schoolmaster
-Well seen in music, to instruct Bianca;
-That so I may, by this device, at least
-Have leave and leisure to make love to her
-And unsuspected court her by herself.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Here's no knavery! See, to beguile the old folks,
-how the young folks lay their heads together!
-Master, master, look about you: who goes there, ha?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Peace, Grumio! it is the rival of my love.
-Petruchio, stand by a while.
-
-GRUMIO:
-A proper stripling and an amorous!
-
-GREMIO:
-O, very well; I have perused the note.
-Hark you, sir: I'll have them very fairly bound:
-All books of love, see that at any hand;
-And see you read no other lectures to her:
-You understand me: over and beside
-Signior Baptista's liberality,
-I'll mend it with a largess. Take your paper too,
-And let me have them very well perfumed
-For she is sweeter than perfume itself
-To whom they go to. What will you read to her?
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Whate'er I read to her, I'll plead for you
-As for my patron, stand you so assured,
-As firmly as yourself were still in place:
-Yea, and perhaps with more successful words
-Than you, unless you were a scholar, sir.
-
-GREMIO:
-O this learning, what a thing it is!
-
-GRUMIO:
-O this woodcock, what an ass it is!
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Peace, sirrah!
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Grumio, mum! God save you, Signior Gremio.
-
-GREMIO:
-And you are well met, Signior Hortensio.
-Trow you whither I am going? To Baptista Minola.
-I promised to inquire carefully
-About a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca:
-And by good fortune I have lighted well
-On this young man, for learning and behavior
-Fit for her turn, well read in poetry
-And other books, good ones, I warrant ye.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-'Tis well; and I have met a gentleman
-Hath promised me to help me to another,
-A fine musician to instruct our mistress;
-So shall I no whit be behind in duty
-To fair Bianca, so beloved of me.
-
-GREMIO:
-Beloved of me; and that my deeds shall prove.
-
-GRUMIO:
-And that his bags shall prove.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our love:
-Listen to me, and if you speak me fair,
-I'll tell you news indifferent good for either.
-Here is a gentleman whom by chance I met,
-Upon agreement from us to his liking,
-Will undertake to woo curst Katharina,
-Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please.
-
-GREMIO:
-So said, so done, is well.
-Hortensio, have you told him all her faults?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-I know she is an irksome brawling scold:
-If that be all, masters, I hear no harm.
-
-GREMIO:
-No, say'st me so, friend? What countryman?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Born in Verona, old Antonio's son:
-My father dead, my fortune lives for me;
-And I do hope good days and long to see.
-
-GREMIO:
-O sir, such a life, with such a wife, were strange!
-But if you have a stomach, to't i' God's name:
-You shall have me assisting you in all.
-But will you woo this wild-cat?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Will I live?
-
-GRUMIO:
-Will he woo her? ay, or I'll hang her.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Why came I hither but to that intent?
-Think you a little din can daunt mine ears?
-Have I not in my time heard lions roar?
-Have I not heard the sea puff'd up with winds
-Rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat?
-Have I not heard great ordnance in the field,
-And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies?
-Have I not in a pitched battle heard
-Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang?
-And do you tell me of a woman's tongue,
-That gives not half so great a blow to hear
-As will a chestnut in a farmer's fire?
-Tush, tush! fear boys with bugs.
-
-GRUMIO:
-For he fears none.
-
-GREMIO:
-Hortensio, hark:
-This gentleman is happily arrived,
-My mind presumes, for his own good and ours.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-I promised we would be contributors
-And bear his charging of wooing, whatsoe'er.
-
-GREMIO:
-And so we will, provided that he win her.
-
-GRUMIO:
-I would I were as sure of a good dinner.
-
-TRANIO:
-Gentlemen, God save you. If I may be bold,
-Tell me, I beseech you, which is the readiest way
-To the house of Signior Baptista Minola?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-He that has the two fair daughters: is't he you mean?
-
-TRANIO:
-Even he, Biondello.
-
-GREMIO:
-Hark you, sir; you mean not her to--
-
-TRANIO:
-Perhaps, him and her, sir: what have you to do?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Not her that chides, sir, at any hand, I pray.
-
-TRANIO:
-I love no chiders, sir. Biondello, let's away.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Well begun, Tranio.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Sir, a word ere you go;
-Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea or no?
-
-TRANIO:
-And if I be, sir, is it any offence?
-
-GREMIO:
-No; if without more words you will get you hence.
-
-TRANIO:
-Why, sir, I pray, are not the streets as free
-For me as for you?
-
-GREMIO:
-But so is not she.
-
-TRANIO:
-For what reason, I beseech you?
-
-GREMIO:
-For this reason, if you'll know,
-That she's the choice love of Signior Gremio.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-That she's the chosen of Signior Hortensio.
-
-TRANIO:
-Softly, my masters! if you be gentlemen,
-Do me this right; hear me with patience.
-Baptista is a noble gentleman,
-To whom my father is not all unknown;
-And were his daughter fairer than she is,
-She may more suitors have and me for one.
-Fair Leda's daughter had a thousand wooers;
-Then well one more may fair Bianca have:
-And so she shall; Lucentio shall make one,
-Though Paris came in hope to speed alone.
-
-GREMIO:
-What! this gentleman will out-talk us all.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Sir, give him head: I know he'll prove a jade.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Hortensio, to what end are all these words?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Sir, let me be so bold as ask you,
-Did you yet ever see Baptista's daughter?
-
-TRANIO:
-No, sir; but hear I do that he hath two,
-The one as famous for a scolding tongue
-As is the other for beauteous modesty.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Sir, sir, the first's for me; let her go by.
-
-GREMIO:
-Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules;
-And let it be more than Alcides' twelve.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Sir, understand you this of me in sooth:
-The youngest daughter whom you hearken for
-Her father keeps from all access of suitors,
-And will not promise her to any man
-Until the elder sister first be wed:
-The younger then is free and not before.
-
-TRANIO:
-If it be so, sir, that you are the man
-Must stead us all and me amongst the rest,
-And if you break the ice and do this feat,
-Achieve the elder, set the younger free
-For our access, whose hap shall be to have her
-Will not so graceless be to be ingrate.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Sir, you say well and well you do conceive;
-And since you do profess to be a suitor,
-You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman,
-To whom we all rest generally beholding.
-
-TRANIO:
-Sir, I shall not be slack: in sign whereof,
-Please ye we may contrive this afternoon,
-And quaff carouses to our mistress' health,
-And do as adversaries do in law,
-Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
-
-GRUMIO:
-O excellent motion! Fellows, let's be gone.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-The motion's good indeed and be it so,
-Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto.
-
-BIANCA:
-Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong yourself,
-To make a bondmaid and a slave of me;
-That I disdain: but for these other gawds,
-Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself,
-Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat;
-Or what you will command me will I do,
-So well I know my duty to my elders.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell
-Whom thou lovest best: see thou dissemble not.
-
-BIANCA:
-Believe me, sister, of all the men alive
-I never yet beheld that special face
-Which I could fancy more than any other.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hortensio?
-
-BIANCA:
-If you affect him, sister, here I swear
-I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have
-him.
-
-KATHARINA:
-O then, belike, you fancy riches more:
-You will have Gremio to keep you fair.
-
-BIANCA:
-Is it for him you do envy me so?
-Nay then you jest, and now I well perceive
-You have but jested with me all this while:
-I prithee, sister Kate, untie my hands.
-
-KATHARINA:
-If that be jest, then all the rest was so.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Why, how now, dame! whence grows this insolence?
-Bianca, stand aside. Poor girl! she weeps.
-Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her.
-For shame, thou helding of a devilish spirit,
-Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee?
-When did she cross thee with a bitter word?
-
-KATHARINA:
-Her silence flouts me, and I'll be revenged.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-What, in my sight? Bianca, get thee in.
-
-KATHARINA:
-What, will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see
-She is your treasure, she must have a husband;
-I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day
-And for your love to her lead apes in hell.
-Talk not to me: I will go sit and weep
-Till I can find occasion of revenge.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I?
-But who comes here?
-
-GREMIO:
-Good morrow, neighbour Baptista.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Good morrow, neighbour Gremio.
-God save you, gentlemen!
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-And you, good sir! Pray, have you not a daughter
-Call'd Katharina, fair and virtuous?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-I have a daughter, sir, called Katharina.
-
-GREMIO:
-You are too blunt: go to it orderly.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-You wrong me, Signior Gremio: give me leave.
-I am a gentleman of Verona, sir,
-That, hearing of her beauty and her wit,
-Her affability and bashful modesty,
-Her wondrous qualities and mild behavior,
-Am bold to show myself a forward guest
-Within your house, to make mine eye the witness
-Of that report which I so oft have heard.
-And, for an entrance to my entertainment,
-I do present you with a man of mine,
-Cunning in music and the mathematics,
-To instruct her fully in those sciences,
-Whereof I know she is not ignorant:
-Accept of him, or else you do me wrong:
-His name is Licio, born in Mantua.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-You're welcome, sir; and he, for your good sake.
-But for my daughter Katharina, this I know,
-She is not for your turn, the more my grief.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-I see you do not mean to part with her,
-Or else you like not of my company.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Mistake me not; I speak but as I find.
-Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son,
-A man well known throughout all Italy.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-I know him well: you are welcome for his sake.
-
-GREMIO:
-Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray,
-Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too:
-Baccare! you are marvellous forward.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-O, pardon me, Signior Gremio; I would fain be doing.
-
-GREMIO:
-I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your
-wooing. Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am
-sure of it. To express the like kindness, myself,
-that have been more kindly beholding to you than
-any, freely give unto you this young scholar,
-that hath been long studying at Rheims; as cunning
-in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other
-in music and mathematics: his name is Cambio; pray,
-accept his service.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio.
-Welcome, good Cambio.
-But, gentle sir, methinks you walk like a stranger:
-may I be so bold to know the cause of your coming?
-
-TRANIO:
-Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own,
-That, being a stranger in this city here,
-Do make myself a suitor to your daughter,
-Unto Bianca, fair and virtuous.
-Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me,
-In the preferment of the eldest sister.
-This liberty is all that I request,
-That, upon knowledge of my parentage,
-I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo
-And free access and favour as the rest:
-And, toward the education of your daughters,
-I here bestow a simple instrument,
-And this small packet of Greek and Latin books:
-If you accept them, then their worth is great.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Lucentio is your name; of whence, I pray?
-
-TRANIO:
-Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-A mighty man of Pisa; by report
-I know him well: you are very welcome, sir,
-Take you the lute, and you the set of books;
-You shall go see your pupils presently.
-Holla, within!
-Sirrah, lead these gentlemen
-To my daughters; and tell them both,
-These are their tutors: bid them use them well.
-We will go walk a little in the orchard,
-And then to dinner. You are passing welcome,
-And so I pray you all to think yourselves.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste,
-And every day I cannot come to woo.
-You knew my father well, and in him me,
-Left solely heir to all his lands and goods,
-Which I have better'd rather than decreased:
-Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love,
-What dowry shall I have with her to wife?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-After my death the one half of my lands,
-And in possession twenty thousand crowns.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of
-Her widowhood, be it that she survive me,
-In all my lands and leases whatsoever:
-Let specialties be therefore drawn between us,
-That covenants may be kept on either hand.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd,
-That is, her love; for that is all in all.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Why, that is nothing: for I tell you, father,
-I am as peremptory as she proud-minded;
-And where two raging fires meet together
-They do consume the thing that feeds their fury:
-Though little fire grows great with little wind,
-Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all:
-So I to her and so she yields to me;
-For I am rough and woo not like a babe.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Well mayst thou woo, and happy be thy speed!
-But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds,
-That shake not, though they blow perpetually.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-How now, my friend! why dost thou look so pale?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-For fear, I promise you, if I look pale.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-What, will my daughter prove a good musician?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-I think she'll sooner prove a soldier
-Iron may hold with her, but never lutes.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Why, then thou canst not break her to the lute?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Why, no; for she hath broke the lute to me.
-I did but tell her she mistook her frets,
-And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering;
-When, with a most impatient devilish spirit,
-'Frets, call you these?' quoth she; 'I'll fume
-with them:'
-And, with that word, she struck me on the head,
-And through the instrument my pate made way;
-And there I stood amazed for a while,
-As on a pillory, looking through the lute;
-While she did call me rascal fiddler
-And twangling Jack; with twenty such vile terms,
-As had she studied to misuse me so.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench;
-I love her ten times more than e'er I did:
-O, how I long to have some chat with her!
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Well, go with me and be not so discomfited:
-Proceed in practise with my younger daughter;
-She's apt to learn and thankful for good turns.
-Signior Petruchio, will you go with us,
-Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-I pray you do.
-I will attend her here,
-And woo her with some spirit when she comes.
-Say that she rail; why then I'll tell her plain
-She sings as sweetly as a nightingale:
-Say that she frown, I'll say she looks as clear
-As morning roses newly wash'd with dew:
-Say she be mute and will not speak a word;
-Then I'll commend her volubility,
-And say she uttereth piercing eloquence:
-If she do bid me pack, I'll give her thanks,
-As though she bid me stay by her a week:
-If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day
-When I shall ask the banns and when be married.
-But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak.
-Good morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing:
-They call me Katharina that do talk of me.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate,
-And bonny Kate and sometimes Kate the curst;
-But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom
-Kate of Kate Hall, my super-dainty Kate,
-For dainties are all Kates, and therefore, Kate,
-Take this of me, Kate of my consolation;
-Hearing thy mildness praised in every town,
-Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded,
-Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs,
-Myself am moved to woo thee for my wife.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Moved! in good time: let him that moved you hither
-Remove you hence: I knew you at the first
-You were a moveable.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Why, what's a moveable?
-
-KATHARINA:
-A join'd-stool.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Asses are made to bear, and so are you.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Women are made to bear, and so are you.
-
-KATHARINA:
-No such jade as you, if me you mean.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Alas! good Kate, I will not burden thee;
-For, knowing thee to be but young and light--
-
-KATHARINA:
-Too light for such a swain as you to catch;
-And yet as heavy as my weight should be.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Should be! should--buzz!
-
-KATHARINA:
-Well ta'en, and like a buzzard.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-O slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee?
-
-KATHARINA:
-Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry.
-
-KATHARINA:
-If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-My remedy is then, to pluck it out.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies,
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Who knows not where a wasp does
-wear his sting? In his tail.
-
-KATHARINA:
-In his tongue.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Whose tongue?
-
-KATHARINA:
-Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again,
-Good Kate; I am a gentleman.
-
-KATHARINA:
-That I'll try.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again.
-
-KATHARINA:
-So may you lose your arms:
-If you strike me, you are no gentleman;
-And if no gentleman, why then no arms.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-A herald, Kate? O, put me in thy books!
-
-KATHARINA:
-What is your crest? a coxcomb?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen.
-
-KATHARINA:
-No cock of mine; you crow too like a craven.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look so sour.
-
-KATHARINA:
-It is my fashion, when I see a crab.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Why, here's no crab; and therefore look not sour.
-
-KATHARINA:
-There is, there is.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Then show it me.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Had I a glass, I would.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-What, you mean my face?
-
-KATHARINA:
-Well aim'd of such a young one.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Now, by Saint George, I am too young for you.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Yet you are wither'd.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-'Tis with cares.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I care not.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth you scape not so.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I chafe you, if I tarry: let me go.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-No, not a whit: I find you passing gentle.
-'Twas told me you were rough and coy and sullen,
-And now I find report a very liar;
-For thou are pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous,
-But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers:
-Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance,
-Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will,
-Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk,
-But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers,
-With gentle conference, soft and affable.
-Why does the world report that Kate doth limp?
-O slanderous world! Kate like the hazel-twig
-Is straight and slender and as brown in hue
-As hazel nuts and sweeter than the kernels.
-O, let me see thee walk: thou dost not halt.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Did ever Dian so become a grove
-As Kate this chamber with her princely gait?
-O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate;
-And then let Kate be chaste and Dian sportful!
-
-KATHARINA:
-Where did you study all this goodly speech?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-It is extempore, from my mother-wit.
-
-KATHARINA:
-A witty mother! witless else her son.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Am I not wise?
-
-KATHARINA:
-Yes; keep you warm.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharina, in thy bed:
-And therefore, setting all this chat aside,
-Thus in plain terms: your father hath consented
-That you shall be my wife; your dowry 'greed on;
-And, Will you, nill you, I will marry you.
-Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn;
-For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty,
-Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well,
-Thou must be married to no man but me;
-For I am he am born to tame you Kate,
-And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate
-Conformable as other household Kates.
-Here comes your father: never make denial;
-I must and will have Katharina to my wife.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with my daughter?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-How but well, sir? how but well?
-It were impossible I should speed amiss.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Why, how now, daughter Katharina! in your dumps?
-
-KATHARINA:
-Call you me daughter? now, I promise you
-You have show'd a tender fatherly regard,
-To wish me wed to one half lunatic;
-A mad-cup ruffian and a swearing Jack,
-That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Father, 'tis thus: yourself and all the world,
-That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her:
-If she be curst, it is for policy,
-For she's not froward, but modest as the dove;
-She is not hot, but temperate as the morn;
-For patience she will prove a second Grissel,
-And Roman Lucrece for her chastity:
-And to conclude, we have 'greed so well together,
-That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first.
-
-GREMIO:
-Hark, Petruchio; she says she'll see thee
-hang'd first.
-
-TRANIO:
-Is this your speeding? nay, then, good night our part!
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for myself:
-If she and I be pleased, what's that to you?
-'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone,
-That she shall still be curst in company.
-I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe
-How much she loves me: O, the kindest Kate!
-She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss
-She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath,
-That in a twink she won me to her love.
-O, you are novices! 'tis a world to see,
-How tame, when men and women are alone,
-A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew.
-Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice,
-To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day.
-Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests;
-I will be sure my Katharina shall be fine.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-I know not what to say: but give me your hands;
-God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match.
-
-GREMIO:
-Amen, say we: we will be witnesses.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu;
-I will to Venice; Sunday comes apace:
-We will have rings and things and fine array;
-And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o'Sunday.
-
-GREMIO:
-Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part,
-And venture madly on a desperate mart.
-
-TRANIO:
-'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you:
-'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-The gain I seek is, quiet in the match.
-
-GREMIO:
-No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch.
-But now, Baptists, to your younger daughter:
-Now is the day we long have looked for:
-I am your neighbour, and was suitor first.
-
-TRANIO:
-And I am one that love Bianca more
-Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess.
-
-GREMIO:
-Youngling, thou canst not love so dear as I.
-
-TRANIO:
-Graybeard, thy love doth freeze.
-
-GREMIO:
-But thine doth fry.
-Skipper, stand back: 'tis age that nourisheth.
-
-TRANIO:
-But youth in ladies' eyes that flourisheth.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Content you, gentlemen: I will compound this strife:
-'Tis deeds must win the prize; and he of both
-That can assure my daughter greatest dower
-Shall have my Bianca's love.
-Say, Signior Gremio, What can you assure her?
-
-GREMIO:
-First, as you know, my house within the city
-Is richly furnished with plate and gold;
-Basins and ewers to lave her dainty hands;
-My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry;
-In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns;
-In cypress chests my arras counterpoints,
-Costly apparel, tents, and canopies,
-Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl,
-Valance of Venice gold in needlework,
-Pewter and brass and all things that belong
-To house or housekeeping: then, at my farm
-I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail,
-Sixscore fat oxen standing in my stalls,
-And all things answerable to this portion.
-Myself am struck in years, I must confess;
-And if I die to-morrow, this is hers,
-If whilst I live she will be only mine.
-
-TRANIO:
-That 'only' came well in. Sir, list to me:
-I am my father's heir and only son:
-If I may have your daughter to my wife,
-I'll leave her houses three or four as good,
-Within rich Pisa walls, as any one
-Old Signior Gremio has in Padua;
-Besides two thousand ducats by the year
-Of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure.
-What, have I pinch'd you, Signior Gremio?
-
-GREMIO:
-Two thousand ducats by the year of land!
-My land amounts not to so much in all:
-That she shall have; besides an argosy
-That now is lying in Marseilles' road.
-What, have I choked you with an argosy?
-
-TRANIO:
-Gremio, 'tis known my father hath no less
-Than three great argosies; besides two galliases,
-And twelve tight galleys: these I will assure her,
-And twice as much, whate'er thou offer'st next.
-
-GREMIO:
-Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more;
-And she can have no more than all I have:
-If you like me, she shall have me and mine.
-
-TRANIO:
-Why, then the maid is mine from all the world,
-By your firm promise: Gremio is out-vied.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-I must confess your offer is the best;
-And, let your father make her the assurance,
-She is your own; else, you must pardon me,
-if you should die before him, where's her dower?
-
-TRANIO:
-That's but a cavil: he is old, I young.
-
-GREMIO:
-And may not young men die, as well as old?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Well, gentlemen,
-I am thus resolved: on Sunday next you know
-My daughter Katharina is to be married:
-Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca
-Be bride to you, if you this assurance;
-If not, Signior Gremio:
-And so, I take my leave, and thank you both.
-
-GREMIO:
-Adieu, good neighbour.
-Now I fear thee not:
-Sirrah young gamester, your father were a fool
-To give thee all, and in his waning age
-Set foot under thy table: tut, a toy!
-An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy.
-
-TRANIO:
-A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide!
-Yet I have faced it with a card of ten.
-'Tis in my head to do my master good:
-I see no reason but supposed Lucentio
-Must get a father, call'd 'supposed Vincentio;'
-And that's a wonder: fathers commonly
-Do get their children; but in this case of wooing,
-A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cunning.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, sir:
-Have you so soon forgot the entertainment
-Her sister Katharina welcomed you withal?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-But, wrangling pedant, this is
-The patroness of heavenly harmony:
-Then give me leave to have prerogative;
-And when in music we have spent an hour,
-Your lecture shall have leisure for as much.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Preposterous ass, that never read so far
-To know the cause why music was ordain'd!
-Was it not to refresh the mind of man
-After his studies or his usual pain?
-Then give me leave to read philosophy,
-And while I pause, serve in your harmony.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine.
-
-BIANCA:
-Why, gentlemen, you do me double wrong,
-To strive for that which resteth in my choice:
-I am no breeching scholar in the schools;
-I'll not be tied to hours nor 'pointed times,
-But learn my lessons as I please myself.
-And, to cut off all strife, here sit we down:
-Take you your instrument, play you the whiles;
-His lecture will be done ere you have tuned.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-You'll leave his lecture when I am in tune?
-
-LUCENTIO:
-That will be never: tune your instrument.
-
-BIANCA:
-Where left we last?
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Here, madam:
-'Hic ibat Simois; hic est Sigeia tellus;
-Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis.'
-
-BIANCA:
-Construe them.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-'Hic ibat,' as I told you before, 'Simois,' I am
-Lucentio, 'hic est,' son unto Vincentio of Pisa,
-'Sigeia tellus,' disguised thus to get your love;
-'Hic steterat,' and that Lucentio that comes
-a-wooing, 'Priami,' is my man Tranio, 'regia,'
-bearing my port, 'celsa senis,' that we might
-beguile the old pantaloon.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Madam, my instrument's in tune.
-
-BIANCA:
-Let's hear. O fie! the treble jars.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Spit in the hole, man, and tune again.
-
-BIANCA:
-Now let me see if I can construe it: 'Hic ibat
-Simois,' I know you not, 'hic est Sigeia tellus,' I
-trust you not; 'Hic steterat Priami,' take heed
-he hear us not, 'regia,' presume not, 'celsa senis,'
-despair not.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Madam, 'tis now in tune.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-All but the base.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-The base is right; 'tis the base knave that jars.
-How fiery and forward our pedant is!
-Now, for my life, the knave doth court my love:
-Pedascule, I'll watch you better yet.
-
-BIANCA:
-In time I may believe, yet I mistrust.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Mistrust it not: for, sure, AEacides
-Was Ajax, call'd so from his grandfather.
-
-BIANCA:
-I must believe my master; else, I promise you,
-I should be arguing still upon that doubt:
-But let it rest. Now, Licio, to you:
-Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray,
-That I have been thus pleasant with you both.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-You may go walk, and give me leave a while:
-My lessons make no music in three parts.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Are you so formal, sir? well, I must wait,
-And watch withal; for, but I be deceived,
-Our fine musician groweth amorous.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Madam, before you touch the instrument,
-To learn the order of my fingering,
-I must begin with rudiments of art;
-To teach you gamut in a briefer sort,
-More pleasant, pithy and effectual,
-Than hath been taught by any of my trade:
-And there it is in writing, fairly drawn.
-
-BIANCA:
-Why, I am past my gamut long ago.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Yet read the gamut of Hortensio.
-
-BIANCA:
-
-Servant:
-Mistress, your father prays you leave your books
-And help to dress your sister's chamber up:
-You know to-morrow is the wedding-day.
-
-BIANCA:
-Farewell, sweet masters both; I must be gone.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Faith, mistress, then I have no cause to stay.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-But I have cause to pry into this pedant:
-Methinks he looks as though he were in love:
-Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so humble
-To cast thy wandering eyes on every stale,
-Seize thee that list: if once I find thee ranging,
-Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-
-KATHARINA:
-No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be forced
-To give my hand opposed against my heart
-Unto a mad-brain rudesby full of spleen;
-Who woo'd in haste and means to wed at leisure.
-I told you, I, he was a frantic fool,
-Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behavior:
-And, to be noted for a merry man,
-He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage,
-Make feasts, invite friends, and proclaim the banns;
-Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd.
-Now must the world point at poor Katharina,
-And say, 'Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife,
-If it would please him come and marry her!'
-
-TRANIO:
-Patience, good Katharina, and Baptista too.
-Upon my life, Petruchio means but well,
-Whatever fortune stays him from his word:
-Though he be blunt, I know him passing wise;
-Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Would Katharina had never seen him though!
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep;
-For such an injury would vex a very saint,
-Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Master, master! news, old news, and such news as
-you never heard of!
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Is it new and old too? how may that be?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Why, is it not news, to hear of Petruchio's coming?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Is he come?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Why, no, sir.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-What then?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-He is coming.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-When will he be here?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-When he stands where I am and sees you there.
-
-TRANIO:
-But say, what to thine old news?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Why, Petruchio is coming in a new hat and an old
-jerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned, a pair
-of boots that have been candle-cases, one buckled,
-another laced, an old rusty sword ta'en out of the
-town-armory, with a broken hilt, and chapeless;
-with two broken points: his horse hipped with an
-old mothy saddle and stirrups of no kindred;
-besides, possessed with the glanders and like to mose
-in the chine; troubled with the lampass, infected
-with the fashions, full of wingdalls, sped with
-spavins, rayed with yellows, past cure of the fives,
-stark spoiled with the staggers, begnawn with the
-bots, swayed in the back and shoulder-shotten;
-near-legged before and with, a half-chequed bit
-and a head-stall of sheeps leather which, being
-restrained to keep him from stumbling, hath been
-often burst and now repaired with knots; one girth
-six time pieced and a woman's crupper of velure,
-which hath two letters for her name fairly set down
-in studs, and here and there pieced with packthread.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Who comes with him?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-O, sir, his lackey, for all the world caparisoned
-like the horse; with a linen stock on one leg and a
-kersey boot-hose on the other, gartered with a red
-and blue list; an old hat and 'the humour of forty
-fancies' pricked in't for a feather: a monster, a
-very monster in apparel, and not like a Christian
-footboy or a gentleman's lackey.
-
-TRANIO:
-'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this fashion;
-Yet oftentimes he goes but mean-apparell'd.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-I am glad he's come, howsoe'er he comes.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Why, sir, he comes not.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Didst thou not say he comes?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Who? that Petruchio came?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Ay, that Petruchio came.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-No, sir, I say his horse comes, with him on his back.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Why, that's all one.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Nay, by Saint Jamy,
-I hold you a penny,
-A horse and a man
-Is more than one,
-And yet not many.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Come, where be these gallants? who's at home?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-You are welcome, sir.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-And yet I come not well.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-And yet you halt not.
-
-TRANIO:
-Not so well apparell'd
-As I wish you were.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Were it better, I should rush in thus.
-But where is Kate? where is my lovely bride?
-How does my father? Gentles, methinks you frown:
-And wherefore gaze this goodly company,
-As if they saw some wondrous monument,
-Some comet or unusual prodigy?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Why, sir, you know this is your wedding-day:
-First were we sad, fearing you would not come;
-Now sadder, that you come so unprovided.
-Fie, doff this habit, shame to your estate,
-An eye-sore to our solemn festival!
-
-TRANIO:
-And tells us, what occasion of import
-Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife,
-And sent you hither so unlike yourself?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear:
-Sufficeth I am come to keep my word,
-Though in some part enforced to digress;
-Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse
-As you shall well be satisfied withal.
-But where is Kate? I stay too long from her:
-The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church.
-
-TRANIO:
-See not your bride in these unreverent robes:
-Go to my chamber; Put on clothes of mine.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Not I, believe me: thus I'll visit her.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-But thus, I trust, you will not marry her.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Good sooth, even thus; therefore ha' done with words:
-To me she's married, not unto my clothes:
-Could I repair what she will wear in me,
-As I can change these poor accoutrements,
-'Twere well for Kate and better for myself.
-But what a fool am I to chat with you,
-When I should bid good morrow to my bride,
-And seal the title with a lovely kiss!
-
-TRANIO:
-He hath some meaning in his mad attire:
-We will persuade him, be it possible,
-To put on better ere he go to church.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-I'll after him, and see the event of this.
-
-TRANIO:
-But to her love concerneth us to add
-Her father's liking: which to bring to pass,
-As I before unparted to your worship,
-I am to get a man,--whate'er he be,
-It skills not much. we'll fit him to our turn,--
-And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa;
-And make assurance here in Padua
-Of greater sums than I have promised.
-So shall you quietly enjoy your hope,
-And marry sweet Bianca with consent.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Were it not that my fellow-school-master
-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.
-
-TRANIO:
-That by degrees we mean to look into,
-And watch our vantage in this business:
-We'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio,
-The narrow-prying father, Minola,
-The quaint musician, amorous Licio;
-All for my master's sake, Lucentio.
-Signior Gremio, came you from the church?
-
-GREMIO:
-As willingly as e'er I came from school.
-
-TRANIO:
-And is the bride and bridegroom coming home?
-
-GREMIO:
-A bridegroom say you? 'tis a groom indeed,
-A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find.
-
-TRANIO:
-Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible.
-
-GREMIO:
-Why he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend.
-
-TRANIO:
-Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam.
-
-GREMIO:
-Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him!
-I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priest
-Should ask, if Katharina should be his wife,
-'Ay, by gogs-wouns,' quoth he; and swore so loud,
-That, all-amazed, 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.'
-
-TRANIO:
-What said the wench when he rose again?
-
-GREMIO:
-Trembled and shook; for why, he stamp'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
-He had been aboard, carousing to his mates
-After a storm; quaff'd off the muscadel
-And threw the sops all in the sexton's face;
-Having no other reason
-But that his beard grew thin and hungerly
-And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drinking.
-This done, he took the bride about the neck
-And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smack
-That at the parting all the church did echo:
-And I seeing this came thence for very shame;
-And after me, I know, the rout is coming.
-Such a mad marriage never was before:
-Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains:
-I know you think to dine with me to-day,
-And have prepared great store of wedding cheer;
-But so it is, my haste doth call me hence,
-And therefore here I mean to take my leave.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Is't possible you will away to-night?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-I must away to-day, before night come:
-Make it no wonder; if you knew my business,
-You would entreat me rather go than stay.
-And, honest company, I thank you all,
-That have beheld me give away myself
-To this most patient, sweet and virtuous wife:
-Dine with my father, drink a health to me;
-For I must hence; and farewell to you all.
-
-TRANIO:
-Let us entreat you stay till after dinner.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-It may not be.
-
-GREMIO:
-Let me entreat you.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-It cannot be.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Let me entreat you.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-I am content.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Are you content to stay?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-I am content you shall entreat me stay;
-But yet not stay, entreat me how you can.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Now, if you love me, stay.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Grumio, my horse.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Ay, sir, they be ready: the oats have eaten the horses.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Nay, then,
-Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;
-No, nor to-morrow, not till I please myself.
-The door is open, sir; there lies your way;
-You may be jogging whiles your boots are green;
-For me, I'll not be gone till I please myself:
-'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom,
-That take it on you at the first so roundly.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-O Kate, content thee; prithee, be not angry.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I will be angry: what hast thou to do?
-Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure.
-
-GREMIO:
-Ay, marry, sir, now it begins to work.
-
-KATARINA:
-Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner:
-I see a woman may be made a fool,
-If she had not a spirit to resist.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-They shall go forward, Kate, at thy command.
-Obey the bride, you that attend on her;
-Go to the feast, revel and domineer,
-Carouse full measure to her maidenhead,
-Be mad and merry, or go hang yourselves:
-But for my bonny Kate, she must with me.
-Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret;
-I will be master of what is mine own:
-She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house,
-My household stuff, my field, my barn,
-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
-That stops my way in Padua. Grumio,
-Draw forth thy weapon, we are beset with thieves;
-Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man.
-Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch
-thee, Kate:
-I'll buckler thee against a million.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones.
-
-GREMIO:
-Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing.
-
-TRANIO:
-Of all mad matches never was the like.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister?
-
-BIANCA:
-That, being mad herself, she's madly mated.
-
-GREMIO:
-I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-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.
-
-TRANIO:
-Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-She shall, Lucentio. Come, gentlemen, let's go.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Fie, fie on all tired jades, on all mad masters, and
-all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? was ever
-man so rayed? was ever man so weary? I am sent
-before to make a fire, and they are coming after to
-warm them. Now, were not I a little pot and soon
-hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my
-tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my
-belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me: but
-I, with blowing the fire, shall warm myself; for,
-considering the weather, a taller man than I will
-take cold. Holla, ho! Curtis.
-
-CURTIS:
-Who is that calls so coldly?
-
-GRUMIO:
-A piece of ice: if thou doubt it, thou mayst slide
-from my shoulder to my heel with no greater a run
-but my head and my neck. A fire good Curtis.
-
-CURTIS:
-Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?
-
-GRUMIO:
-O, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, fire; cast
-on no water.
-
-CURTIS:
-Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported?
-
-GRUMIO:
-She was, good Curtis, before this frost: but, thou
-knowest, winter tames man, woman and beast; for it
-hath tamed my old master and my new mistress and
-myself, fellow Curtis.
-
-CURTIS:
-Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Am I but three inches? why, thy horn is a foot; and
-so long am I at the least. But wilt thou make a
-fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress,
-whose hand, she being now at hand, thou shalt soon
-feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot office?
-
-CURTIS:
-I prithee, good Grumio, tell me, how goes the world?
-
-GRUMIO:
-A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine; and
-therefore fire: do thy duty, and have thy duty; for
-my master and mistress are almost frozen to death.
-
-CURTIS:
-There's fire ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Why, 'Jack, boy! ho! boy!' and as much news as
-will thaw.
-
-CURTIS:
-Come, you are so full of cony-catching!
-
-GRUMIO:
-Why, therefore fire; for I have caught extreme cold.
-Where's the cook? is supper ready, the house
-trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept; the
-serving-men in their new fustian, their white
-stockings, and every officer his wedding-garment on?
-Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without,
-the carpets laid, and every thing in order?
-
-CURTIS:
-All ready; and therefore, I pray thee, news.
-
-GRUMIO:
-First, know, my horse is tired; my master and
-mistress fallen out.
-
-CURTIS:
-How?
-
-GRUMIO:
-Out of their saddles into the dirt; and thereby
-hangs a tale.
-
-CURTIS:
-Let's ha't, good Grumio.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Lend thine ear.
-
-CURTIS:
-Here.
-
-GRUMIO:
-There.
-
-CURTIS:
-This is to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.
-
-GRUMIO:
-And therefore 'tis called a sensible tale: and this
-cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech
-listening. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a
-foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress,--
-
-CURTIS:
-Both of one horse?
-
-GRUMIO:
-What's that to thee?
-
-CURTIS:
-Why, a horse.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Tell thou the tale: but hadst thou not crossed me,
-thou shouldst have heard how her horse fell and she
-under her horse; thou shouldst have heard in how
-miry a place, how she was bemoiled, how he left her
-with the horse upon her, how he beat me because
-her horse stumbled, how she waded through the dirt
-to pluck him off me, how he swore, how she prayed,
-that never prayed before, how I cried, how the
-horses ran away, how her bridle was burst, how I
-lost my crupper, with many things of worthy memory,
-which now shall die in oblivion and thou return
-unexperienced to thy grave.
-
-CURTIS:
-By this reckoning he is more shrew than she.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Ay; and that thou and the proudest of you all shall
-find when he comes home. But what talk I of this?
-Call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip,
-Walter, Sugarsop and the rest: let their heads be
-sleekly combed their blue coats brushed and their
-garters of an indifferent knit: let them curtsy
-with their left legs and not presume to touch a hair
-of my master's horse-tail till they kiss their
-hands. Are they all ready?
-
-CURTIS:
-They are.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Call them forth.
-
-CURTIS:
-Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master to
-countenance my mistress.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Why, she hath a face of her own.
-
-CURTIS:
-Who knows not that?
-
-GRUMIO:
-Thou, it seems, that calls for company to
-countenance her.
-
-CURTIS:
-I call them forth to credit her.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them.
-
-NATHANIEL:
-Welcome home, Grumio!
-
-PHILIP:
-How now, Grumio!
-
-JOSEPH:
-What, Grumio!
-
-NICHOLAS:
-Fellow Grumio!
-
-NATHANIEL:
-How now, old lad?
-
-GRUMIO:
-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?
-
-NATHANIEL:
-All things is ready. How near is our master?
-
-GRUMIO:
-E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore be
-not--Cock's passion, silence! I hear my master.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Where be these knaves? What, no man at door
-To hold my stirrup nor to take my horse!
-Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?
-
-ALL SERVING-MEN:
-Here, here, sir; here, sir.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Here, sir! here, sir! here, sir! here, sir!
-You logger-headed and unpolish'd grooms!
-What, no attendance? no regard? no duty?
-Where is the foolish knave I sent before?
-
-GRUMIO:
-Here, sir; as foolish as I was before.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-You peasant swain! you whoreson malt-horse drudge!
-Did I not bid thee meet me in the park,
-And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?
-
-GRUMIO:
-Nathaniel's coat, sir, was not fully made,
-And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i' the heel;
-There was no link to colour Peter's hat,
-And Walter's dagger was not come from sheathing:
-There were none fine but Adam, Ralph, and Gregory;
-The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly;
-Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.
-Where is the life that late I led--
-Where are those--Sit down, Kate, and welcome.--
-Sound, sound, sound, sound!
-Why, when, I say? Nay, good sweet Kate, be merry.
-Off with my boots, you rogues! you villains, when?
-It was the friar of orders grey,
-As he forth walked on his way:--
-Out, you rogue! you pluck my foot awry:
-Take that, and mend the plucking off the other.
-Be merry, Kate. Some water, here; what, ho!
-Where's my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get you hence,
-And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither:
-One, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acquainted with.
-Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water?
-Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily.
-You whoreson villain! will you let it fall?
-
-KATHARINA:
-Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault unwilling.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-A whoreson beetle-headed, 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's this? mutton?
-
-First Servant:
-Ay.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Who brought it?
-
-PETER:
-I.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-'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?
-Theretake it to you, trenchers, cups, and all;
-You heedless joltheads and unmanner'd slaves!
-What, do you grumble? I'll be with you straight.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet:
-The meat was well, if you were so contented.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-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 choleric,
-Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh.
-Be patient; to-morrow 't shall be mended,
-And, for this night, we'll fast for company:
-Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber.
-
-NATHANIEL:
-Peter, didst ever see the like?
-
-PETER:
-He kills her in her own humour.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Where is he?
-
-CURTIS:
-In her chamber, making a sermon of continency to her;
-And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul,
-Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak,
-And sits as one new-risen from a dream.
-Away, away! for he is coming hither.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Thus have I politicly begun my reign,
-And 'tis my hope to end successfully.
-My falcon now is sharp and passing empty;
-And till she stoop she must not be full-gorged,
-For then she never looks upon her lure.
-Another way I have to man my haggard,
-To make her come and know her keeper's call,
-That is, to watch her, as we watch these kites
-That bate and beat and will not be obedient.
-She eat no meat to-day, nor none shall eat;
-Last night she slept not, nor to-night she shall not;
-As with the meat, some undeserved fault
-I'll find about the making of the bed;
-And here I'll fling the pillow, there the bolster,
-This way the coverlet, another way the sheets:
-Ay, and amid this hurly I intend
-That all is done in reverend care of her;
-And in conclusion she shall watch all night:
-And if she chance to nod I'll rail and brawl
-And with the clamour keep her still awake.
-This is a way to kill a wife with kindness;
-And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong humour.
-He that knows better how to tame a shrew,
-Now let him speak: 'tis charity to show.
-
-TRANIO:
-Is't possible, friend Licio, that Mistress Bianca
-Doth fancy any other but Lucentio?
-I tell you, sir, she bears me fair in hand.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said,
-Stand by and mark the manner of his teaching.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Now, mistress, profit you in what you read?
-
-BIANCA:
-What, master, read you? first resolve me that.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-I read that I profess, the Art to Love.
-
-BIANCA:
-And may you prove, sir, master of your art!
-
-LUCENTIO:
-While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart!
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, I pray,
-You that durst swear at your mistress Bianca
-Loved none in the world so well as Lucentio.
-
-TRANIO:
-O despiteful love! unconstant womankind!
-I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Mistake no more: I am not Licio,
-Nor a musician, as I seem to be;
-But one that scorn to live in this disguise,
-For such a one as leaves a gentleman,
-And makes a god of such a cullion:
-Know, sir, that I am call'd Hortensio.
-
-TRANIO:
-Signior Hortensio, I have often heard
-Of your entire affection to Bianca;
-And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness,
-I will with you, if you be so contented,
-Forswear Bianca and her love for ever.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-See, how they kiss and court! Signior Lucentio,
-Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow
-Never to woo her no more, but do forswear her,
-As one unworthy all the former favours
-That I have fondly flatter'd her withal.
-
-TRANIO:
-And here I take the unfeigned oath,
-Never to marry with her though she would entreat:
-Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him!
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Would all the world but he had quite forsworn!
-For me, that I may surely keep mine oath,
-I will be married to a wealthy widow,
-Ere three days pass, which hath as long loved me
-As I have loved this proud disdainful haggard.
-And so farewell, Signior Lucentio.
-Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks,
-Shall win my love: and so I take my leave,
-In resolution as I swore before.
-
-TRANIO:
-Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace
-As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case!
-Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love,
-And have forsworn you with Hortensio.
-
-BIANCA:
-Tranio, you jest: but have you both forsworn me?
-
-TRANIO:
-Mistress, we have.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Then we are rid of Licio.
-
-TRANIO:
-I' faith, he'll have a lusty widow now,
-That shall be wood and wedded in a day.
-
-BIANCA:
-God give him joy!
-
-TRANIO:
-Ay, and he'll tame her.
-
-BIANCA:
-He says so, Tranio.
-
-TRANIO:
-Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school.
-
-BIANCA:
-The taming-school! what, is there such a place?
-
-TRANIO:
-Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master;
-That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long,
-To tame a shrew and charm her chattering tongue.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-O master, master, I have watch'd so long
-That I am dog-weary: but at last I spied
-An ancient angel coming down the hill,
-Will serve the turn.
-
-TRANIO:
-What is he, Biondello?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Master, a mercatante, or a pedant,
-I know not what; but format in apparel,
-In gait and countenance surely like a father.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-And what of him, Tranio?
-
-TRANIO:
-If he be credulous and trust my tale,
-I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio,
-And give assurance to Baptista Minola,
-As if he were the right Vincentio
-Take in your love, and then let me alone.
-
-Pedant:
-God save you, sir!
-
-TRANIO:
-And you, sir! you are welcome.
-Travel you far on, or are you at the farthest?
-
-Pedant:
-Sir, at the farthest for a week or two:
-But then up farther, and as for as Rome;
-And so to Tripoli, if God lend me life.
-
-TRANIO:
-What countryman, I pray?
-
-Pedant:
-Of Mantua.
-
-TRANIO:
-Of Mantua, sir? marry, God forbid!
-And come to Padua, careless of your life?
-
-Pedant:
-My life, sir! how, I pray? for that goes hard.
-
-TRANIO:
-'Tis death for any one in Mantua
-To come to Padua. Know you not the cause?
-Your ships are stay'd at Venice, and the duke,
-For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him,
-Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly:
-'Tis, marvel, but that you are but newly come,
-You might have heard it else proclaim'd about.
-
-Pedant:
-Alas! sir, it is worse for me than so;
-For I have bills for money by exchange
-From Florence and must here deliver them.
-
-TRANIO:
-Well, sir, to do you courtesy,
-This will I do, and this I will advise you:
-First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa?
-
-Pedant:
-Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been,
-Pisa renowned for grave citizens.
-
-TRANIO:
-Among them know you one Vincentio?
-
-Pedant:
-I know him not, but I have heard of him;
-A merchant of incomparable wealth.
-
-TRANIO:
-He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say,
-In countenance somewhat doth resemble you.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-
-TRANIO:
-To save your life in this extremity,
-This favour will I do you for his sake;
-And think it not the worst of an your fortunes
-That you are like to Sir Vincentio.
-His name and credit shall you undertake,
-And in my house you shall be friendly lodged:
-Look that you take upon you as you should;
-You understand me, sir: so shall you stay
-Till you have done your business in the city:
-If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it.
-
-Pedant:
-O sir, I do; and will repute you ever
-The patron of my life and liberty.
-
-TRANIO:
-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 to clothe you as becomes you.
-
-GRUMIO:
-No, no, forsooth; I dare not for my life.
-
-KATHARINA:
-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 aims;
-If not, elsewhere they meet with charity:
-But I, who never knew how to entreat,
-Nor never needed that I should entreat,
-Am starved for meat, giddy for lack of sleep,
-With oath kept waking and with brawling fed:
-And that which spites me more than all these wants,
-He does it under name of perfect love;
-As who should say, if I should sleep or eat,
-'Twere deadly sickness or else present death.
-I prithee go and get me some repast;
-I care not what, so it be wholesome food.
-
-GRUMIO:
-What say you to a neat's foot?
-
-KATHARINA:
-'Tis passing good: I prithee let me have it.
-
-GRUMIO:
-I fear it is too choleric a meat.
-How say you to a fat tripe finely broil'd?
-
-KATHARINA:
-I like it well: good Grumio, fetch it me.
-
-GRUMIO:
-I cannot tell; I fear 'tis choleric.
-What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?
-
-KATHARINA:
-A dish that I do love to feed upon.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Why then, the beef, and let the mustard rest.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Nay then, I will not: you shall have the mustard,
-Or else you get no beef of Grumio.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Why then, the mustard without the beef.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave,
-That feed'st me with the very name of meat:
-Sorrow on thee and all the pack of you,
-That triumph thus upon my misery!
-Go, get thee gone, I say.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all amort?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Mistress, what cheer?
-
-KATHARINA:
-Faith, as cold as can be.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Pluck up thy spirits; look cheerfully upon me.
-Here love; thou see'st how diligent I am
-To dress thy meat myself and bring it thee:
-I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits thanks.
-What, not a word? Nay, then thou lovest it not;
-And all my pains is sorted to no proof.
-Here, take away this dish.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I pray you, let it stand.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-The poorest service is repaid with thanks;
-And so shall mine, before you touch the meat.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I thank you, sir.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Signior Petruchio, fie! you are to blame.
-Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-
-Haberdasher:
-Here is the cap your worship did bespeak.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Why, this was moulded on a porringer;
-A velvet dish: fie, fie! 'tis lewd and filthy:
-Why, 'tis a cockle or a walnut-shell,
-A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap:
-Away with it! come, let me have a bigger.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I'll have no bigger: this doth fit the time,
-And gentlewomen wear such caps as these
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-When you are gentle, you shall have one too,
-And not till then.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-
-KATHARINA:
-Why, sir, I trust I may have leave to speak;
-And speak I will; I am no child, no babe:
-Your betters have endured me say my mind,
-And if you cannot, best you stop your ears.
-My tongue will tell the anger of my heart,
-Or else my heart concealing it will break,
-And rather than it shall, I will be free
-Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Why, thou say'st true; it is a paltry cap,
-A custard-coffin, a bauble, a silken pie:
-I love thee well, in that thou likest it not.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Love me or love me not, I like the cap;
-And it I will have, or I will have none.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Thy gown? why, ay: come, tailor, let us see't.
-O mercy, God! what masquing stuff is here?
-What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon:
-What, up and down, carved like an apple-tart?
-Here's snip and nip and cut and slish and slash,
-Like to a censer in a barber's shop:
-Why, what, i' devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-
-Tailor:
-You bid me make it orderly and well,
-According to the fashion and the time.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-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,
-For you shall hop without my custom, sir:
-I'll none of it: hence! make your best of it.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I never saw a better-fashion'd gown,
-More quaint, more pleasing, nor more commendable:
-Belike you mean to make a puppet of me.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Why, true; he means to make a puppet of thee.
-
-Tailor:
-She says your worship means to make
-a puppet of her.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread,
-thou thimble,
-Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail!
-Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter-cricket thou!
-Braved in mine own house with a skein of thread?
-Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant;
-Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard
-As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou livest!
-I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown.
-
-Tailor:
-Your worship is deceived; the gown is made
-Just as my master had direction:
-Grumio gave order how it should be done.
-
-GRUMIO:
-I gave him no order; I gave him the stuff.
-
-Tailor:
-But how did you desire it should be made?
-
-GRUMIO:
-Marry, sir, with needle and thread.
-
-Tailor:
-But did you not request to have it cut?
-
-GRUMIO:
-Thou hast faced many things.
-
-Tailor:
-I have.
-
-GRUMIO:
-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.
-
-Tailor:
-Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Read it.
-
-GRUMIO:
-The note lies in's throat, if he say I said so.
-
-Tailor:
-
-GRUMIO:
-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.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Proceed.
-
-Tailor:
-
-GRUMIO:
-I confess the cape.
-
-Tailor:
-
-GRUMIO:
-I confess two sleeves.
-
-Tailor:
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Ay, there's the villany.
-
-GRUMIO:
-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.
-
-Tailor:
-This is true that I say: an I had thee
-in place where, thou shouldst know it.
-
-GRUMIO:
-I am for thee straight: take thou the
-bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no odds.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me.
-
-GRUMIO:
-You are i' the right, sir: 'tis for my mistress.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Go, take it up unto thy master's use.
-
-GRUMIO:
-Villain, not for thy life: take up my mistress'
-gown for thy master's use!
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Why, sir, what's your conceit in that?
-
-GRUMIO:
-O, sir, the conceit is deeper than you think for:
-Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use!
-O, fie, fie, fie!
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown tomorrow:
-Take no unkindness of his hasty words:
-Away! I say; commend me to thy master.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's
-Even in these honest mean habiliments:
-Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor;
-For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich;
-And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
-So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
-What is the jay more precious than the lark,
-Because his fathers are more beautiful?
-Or is the adder better than the eel,
-Because his painted skin contents the eye?
-O, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse
-For this poor furniture and mean array.
-if thou account'st it shame. lay it on me;
-And therefore frolic: we will hence forthwith,
-To feast and sport us at thy father's house.
-Go, call my men, and let us straight to him;
-And bring our horses unto Long-lane end;
-There will we mount, and thither walk on foot
-Let's see; I think 'tis now some seven o'clock,
-And well we may come there by dinner-time.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two;
-And 'twill be supper-time ere you come there.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-It shall be seven ere I go to horse:
-Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do,
-You are still crossing it. Sirs, let't alone:
-I will not go to-day; and ere I do,
-It shall be what o'clock I say it is.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-
-TRANIO:
-Sir, this is the house: please it you that I call?
-
-Pedant:
-Ay, what else? and but I be deceived
-Signior Baptista may remember me,
-Near twenty years ago, in Genoa,
-Where we were lodgers at the Pegasus.
-
-TRANIO:
-'Tis well; and hold your own, in any case,
-With such austerity as 'longeth to a father.
-
-Pedant:
-I warrant you.
-But, sir, here comes your boy;
-'Twere good he were school'd.
-
-TRANIO:
-Fear you not him. Sirrah Biondello,
-Now do your duty throughly, I advise you:
-Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Tut, fear not me.
-
-TRANIO:
-But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-I told him that your father was at Venice,
-And that you look'd for him this day in Padua.
-
-TRANIO:
-Thou'rt a tall fellow: hold thee that to drink.
-Here comes Baptista: set your countenance, sir.
-Signior Baptista, you are happily met.
-Sir, this is the gentleman I told you of:
-I pray you stand good father to me now,
-Give me Bianca for my patrimony.
-
-Pedant:
-Soft son!
-Sir, by your leave: having come to Padua
-To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio
-Made me acquainted with a weighty cause
-Of love between your daughter and himself:
-And, for the good report I hear of you
-And for the love he beareth to your daughter
-And she to him, to stay him not too long,
-I am content, in a good father's care,
-To have him match'd; and if you please to like
-No worse than I, upon some agreement
-Me shall you find ready and willing
-With one consent to have her so bestow'd;
-For curious I cannot be with you,
-Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Sir, pardon me in what I have to say:
-Your plainness and your shortness please me well.
-Right true it is, your son Lucentio here
-Doth love my daughter and she loveth him,
-Or both dissemble deeply their affections:
-And therefore, if you say no more than this,
-That like a father you will deal with him
-And pass my daughter a sufficient dower,
-The match is made, and all is done:
-Your son shall have my daughter with consent.
-
-TRANIO:
-I thank you, sir. Where then do you know best
-We be affied and such assurance ta'en
-As shall with either part's agreement stand?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Not in my house, Lucentio; for, you know,
-Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants:
-Besides, old Gremio is hearkening still;
-And happily we might be interrupted.
-
-TRANIO:
-Then at my lodging, an it like you:
-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 are like to have a thin and slender pittance.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-It likes me well. Biondello, hie you home,
-And bid Bianca make her ready straight;
-And, if you will, tell what hath happened,
-Lucentio's father is arrived in Padua,
-And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-I pray the gods she may with all my heart!
-
-TRANIO:
-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 will better it in Pisa.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-I follow you.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Cambio!
-
-LUCENTIO:
-What sayest thou, Biondello?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-You saw my master wink and laugh upon you?
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Biondello, what of that?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Faith, nothing; but has left me here behind, to
-expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-I pray thee, moralize them.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the
-deceiving father of a deceitful son.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-And what of him?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-And then?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-The old priest of Saint Luke's church is at your
-command at all hours.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-And what of all this?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-I cannot tell; expect they are busied about a
-counterfeit assurance: take you assurance of her,
-'cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum:' to the
-church; take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient
-honest witnesses: If this be not that you look for,
-I have no more to say, But bid Bianca farewell for
-ever and a day.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Hearest thou, Biondello?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an
-afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to
-stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir: and so, adieu,
-sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Saint
-Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against
-you come with your appendix.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-I may, and will, if she be so contented:
-She will be pleased; then wherefore should I doubt?
-Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her:
-It shall go hard if Cambio go without her.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Come on, i' God's name; once more toward our father's.
-Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon!
-
-KATHARINA:
-The moon! the sun: it is not moonlight now.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-I say it is the moon that shines so bright.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I know it is the sun that shines so bright.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself,
-It shall be moon, or star, or what I list,
-Or ere I journey to your father's house.
-Go on, and fetch our horses back again.
-Evermore cross'd and cross'd; nothing but cross'd!
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Say as he says, or we shall never go.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Forward, I pray, since we have come so far,
-And be it moon, or sun, or what you please:
-An if you please to call it a rush-candle,
-Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-I say it is the moon.
-
-KATHARINA:
-I know it is the moon.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Nay, then you lie: it is the blessed sun.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed sun:
-But sun it is not, when you say it is not;
-And the moon changes even as your mind.
-What you will have it named, even that it is;
-And so it shall be so for Katharina.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Well, forward, forward! thus the bowl should run,
-And not unluckily against the bias.
-But, soft! company is coming here.
-Good morrow, gentle mistress: where away?
-Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too,
-Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?
-Such war of white and red within her cheeks!
-What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty,
-As those two eyes become that heavenly face?
-Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee.
-Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-A' will make the man mad, to make a woman of him.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Young budding virgin, fair and fresh and sweet,
-Whither away, or where is thy abode?
-Happy the parents of so fair a child;
-Happier the man, whom favourable stars
-Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow!
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad:
-This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd,
-And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes,
-That have been so bedazzled with the sun
-That everything I look on seemeth green:
-Now I perceive thou art a reverend father;
-Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Do, good old grandsire; and withal make known
-Which way thou travellest: if along with us,
-We shall be joyful of thy company.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Fair sir, and you my merry mistress,
-That with your strange encounter much amazed me,
-My name is call'd Vincentio; my dwelling Pisa;
-And bound I am to Padua; there to visit
-A son of mine, which long I have not seen.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-What is his name?
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Lucentio, gentle sir.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Happily we met; the happier for thy son.
-And now by law, as well as reverend age,
-I may entitle thee my loving father:
-The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,
-Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not,
-Nor be grieved: she is of good esteem,
-Her dowery wealthy, and of worthy birth;
-Beside, so qualified as may beseem
-The spouse of any noble gentleman.
-Let me embrace with old Vincentio,
-And wander we to see thy honest son,
-Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-But is it true? or else is it your pleasure,
-Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest
-Upon the company you overtake?
-
-HORTENSIO:
-I do assure thee, father, so it is.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Come, go along, and see the truth hereof;
-For our first merriment hath made thee jealous.
-
-HORTENSIO:
-Well, Petruchio, this has put me in heart.
-Have to my widow! and if she be froward,
-Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need thee
-at home; therefore leave us.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your back; and
-then come back to my master's as soon as I can.
-
-GREMIO:
-I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house:
-My father's bears more toward the market-place;
-Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-You shall not choose but drink before you go:
-I think I shall command your welcome here,
-And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward.
-
-GREMIO:
-They're busy within; you were best knock louder.
-
-Pedant:
-What's he that knocks as he would beat down the gate?
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Is Signior Lucentio within, sir?
-
-Pedant:
-He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to
-make merry withal?
-
-Pedant:
-Keep your hundred pounds to yourself: he shall
-need none, so long as I live.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Nay, I told you your son was well beloved in Padua.
-Do you hear, sir? To leave frivolous circumstances,
-I pray you, tell Signior Lucentio that his father is
-come from Pisa, and is here at the door to speak with him.
-
-Pedant:
-Thou liest: his father is come from Padua and here
-looking out at the window.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Art thou his father?
-
-Pedant:
-Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-
-Pedant:
-Lay hands on the villain: I believe a' means to
-cozen somebody in this city under my countenance.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-I have seen them in the church together: God send
-'em good shipping! But who is here? mine old
-master Vincentio! now we are undone and brought to nothing.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Hope I may choose, sir.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Come hither, you rogue. What, have you forgot me?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Forgot you! no, sir: I could not forget you, for I
-never saw you before in all my life.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see
-thy master's father, Vincentio?
-
-BIONDELLO:
-What, my old worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir:
-see where he looks out of the window.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Is't so, indeed.
-
-BIONDELLO:
-Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me.
-
-Pedant:
-Help, son! help, Signior Baptista!
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside and see the end of
-this controversy.
-
-TRANIO:
-Sir, what are you that offer to beat my servant?
-
-VINCENTIO:
-What am I, sir! nay, what are you, sir? O immortal
-gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! a velvet
-hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat! O, I
-am undone! I am undone! while I play the good
-husband at home, my son and my servant spend all at
-the university.
-
-TRANIO:
-How now! what's the matter?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-What, is the man lunatic?
-
-TRANIO:
-Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your
-habit, but your words show you a madman. Why, sir,
-what 'cerns it you if I wear pearl and gold? I
-thank my good father, I am able to maintain it.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Thy father! O villain! he is a sailmaker in Bergamo.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-You mistake, sir, you mistake, sir. Pray, what do
-you think is his name?
-
-VINCENTIO:
-His name! as if I knew not his name: I have brought
-him up ever since he was three years old, and his
-name is Tranio.
-
-Pedant:
-Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio and he is
-mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, Signior Vincentio.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Lucentio! O, he hath murdered his master! Lay hold
-on him, I charge you, in the duke's name. O, my
-son, my son! Tell me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio?
-
-TRANIO:
-Call forth an officer.
-Carry this mad knave to the gaol. Father Baptista,
-I charge you see that he be forthcoming.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Carry me to the gaol!
-
-GREMIO:
-Stay, officer: he shall not go to prison.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Talk not, Signior Gremio: I say he shall go to prison.
-
-GREMIO:
-Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest you be
-cony-catched in this business: I dare swear this
-is the right Vincentio.
-
-Pedant:
-Swear, if thou darest.
-
-GREMIO:
-Nay, I dare not swear it.
-
-TRANIO:
-Then thou wert best say that I am not Lucentio.
-
-GREMIO:
-Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Away with the dotard! to the gaol with him!
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Thus strangers may be hailed and abused: O
-monstrous villain!
-
-BIONDELLO:
-O! we are spoiled and--yonder he is: deny him,
-forswear him, or else we are all undone.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Lives my sweet son?
-
-BIANCA:
-Pardon, dear father.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-How hast thou offended?
-Where is Lucentio?
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Here's Lucentio,
-Right son to the right Vincentio;
-That have by marriage made thy daughter mine,
-While counterfeit supposes bleared thine eyne.
-
-GREMIO:
-Here's packing, with a witness to deceive us all!
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Where is that damned villain Tranio,
-That faced and braved me in this matter so?
-
-BAPTISTA:
-Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?
-
-BIANCA:
-Cambio is changed into Lucentio.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love
-Made me exchange my state with Tranio,
-While he did bear my countenance in the town;
-And happily I have arrived at the last
-Unto the wished haven of my bliss.
-What Tranio did, myself enforced him to;
-Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake.
-
-VINCENTIO:
-I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent
-me to the gaol.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-But do you hear, sir? have you married my daughter
-without asking my good will?
-
-VINCENTIO:
-Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: but
-I will in, to be revenged for this villany.
-
-BAPTISTA:
-And I, to sound the depth of this knavery.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown.
-
-GREMIO:
-My cake is dough; but I'll in among the rest,
-Out of hope of all, but my share of the feast.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-First kiss me, Kate, and we will.
-
-KATHARINA:
-What, in the midst of the street?
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-What, art thou ashamed of me?
-
-KATHARINA:
-No, sir, God forbid; but ashamed to kiss.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Why, then let's home again. Come, sirrah, let's away.
-
-KATHARINA:
-Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee, love, stay.
-
-PETRUCHIO:
-Is not this well? Come, my sweet Kate:
-Better once than never, for never too late.
-
-LUCENTIO:
-At last, though long, our jarring notes agree:
-And time it is, when raging war is done,
-To smile at scapes and perils overblown.
-My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome,
-While I with self-same kindness welcome thine.
-Brother Petruchio, sister Katharina,
-And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow,
-Feast with the best, and welcome to my house:
-My banquet is to close our stomachs up,
-After our great good cheer. Pray you, sit down;
-For now we sit to chat as well as eat.