SCENE 4.] TAMING OF THE SHREW. Pet. When you are gentle, you shall have one too, ; And speak I will; I am no child, no babe : Kath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap; Pet. Thy gown? why, ay;-Come, tailor, let us see't. O mercy, God! what masking stuff is here? Why, what o'devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this? Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well, Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be remember'd, Kath. I never saw a better-fashion'd gown, thee. Tai. She says, your worship means to make a Pet. O monstrous arrogance! thou liest, thou Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the stuff. Gru. Face not me: thou hast braved many men; Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said a gown. Pet. Proceed. Tai, With a small compassed cape; Gru. I confess the cape. Tai. With a trunk sleeve ; Gru. I confess two sleeves. Tai. The sleeves curiously cut. Pet. Ay, there's the villainy. Gru. Error i'the bill, sir; error i'the bill. I com manded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed up Tai. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in Gru. I am for thee straight: take thou the bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me. Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have Pet. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me. Pet. Why, sir, what's your conceit in that? Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor Go take it hence; begone, and say no more. [Exit Tailor. Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your Even in these honest mean habiliments; Kath. I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two; Hor. Why, so! this gallant will command the sun. SCENE IV.-Padua. Before Baptista's House. Tra. Sir, this is the house; Please it you, that Ped. Ay, what else? and, but I be deceived, Tra. Enter BIONDello. Ped. I warrant you: But,sir,here comes your boy; "Twere good, he were school'd. Tra. Fear you not him.-Sirrah, Biondello, Now do your duty throughly, I advise you; Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio. Bion. Tut! fear not me. Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista? Bion. I told him, that your father was at Venice; And that you look'd for him this day in Padua. Tra. Thou'rt a tall fellow; hold thee, that to drink. Here comes Baptista:-set your countenance,sir.Enter BAPTISTA and LUCENTIO. Signior Baptista, you are happily met :--Sir, (To the Pedant.) This is the gentleman I told you of; I pray you, stand good father to me now, Give me Bianca for my patrimony. Ped. Soft, son! Sir, by your leave; having come to Padua To have him match'd: and,-if you pleas'd to like Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say ;- Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, sir: There doth my father lie; and there, this night, We'll pass the business privately and well: Send for your daughter by your servant here, My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently. The worst is this,-that, at so slender warning, You're like to have a thin and slender pittance. Bap. It likes me well :-Cambio, hie you home, And bid Bianca make her ready straight; And, if you will, tell what hath happened: Lucentio's father is arriv'd in Padua, And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife. Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my heart! Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer: Come, sir; we'll better it in Pisa. Bap. I follow you. [Exeunt Tranio, Pedant, and Baptista. Bion. Cambio.Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello? Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon Luc. Biondello, what of that? [you? Bion. 'Faith, nothing; but he has left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens. Luc. I pray thee, moralize them. honest witnesses: church;-take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient [say, If this be not that you look for, I have no more to But, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day.(Going.) Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello? Bion. 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. [Exit. Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented: Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and HORTENSIO. I know it is. Pet. I say, it is the moon. Kath. Pet. Nay, then you lie; it is the blessed sun. Kath.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 nam'd, even that it is; And so it shall be so, for Katharine. Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won. Pet. Well, forward, forward: thus the bowl should run, And not unluckily against the bias.- Enter VINCENTIO, in a travelling dress. Good-morrow, gentle mistress: Where away?(To Vincentio.) Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and sweet, Whither away; or where is thy abode ? hope thou art not Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd; the deceiving father of a deceitful son. Luc. And what of him? Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to Luc. And then?--[the supper. Bion. The old priest at Saint Luke's church is at your command at all hours. Luc. And what of all this? Bion. I cannot tell; except they are busied about a counterfeit assurance: Take you assurance of her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum: to the And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is. Which way thou travellest: if along with us, Lucentio, gentle sir. Pet. Happily 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 not griev'd; she is of good esteem, Her dowry 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. Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure, Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest Upon the company you overtake? Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is. Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; For our first merriment hath made thee jealous. [Exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Vincentio. Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. Have to my widow; and if she be forward, Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward. ACT V. [Exit. SCENE I.-Padua. Before Lucentio's House. Enter, on one side, BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO, and BIANCA: GREMIO walking on the other side. Bion. Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready. Luc. I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need thee at home, therefore leave us. Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your back; and then come back to my master as soon as I can. [Exeunt Lucentio, Bianca, and Biondello. Gre. I marvel, Cambio comes not all this while. Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, VINCENTIO, and Attendants. Pet. 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. Vin. You shall not choose but drink before Enter Pedant above, at a window. Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would beat down the gate? Vin. Is signior Lucentio within, sir? Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal. Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal? Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself; he shall need none, so long as I live. Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was 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. Ped. Thou liest; his father is come from Pisa, and here looking out at the window. Vin. Art thou his father? Ped. Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her. Bion. 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. Vin. Come hither, crack-hemp. (Seeing Biondello.) Bion. I hope, I may choose, sir. Vin. Come hither, you rogue: What, have you forget me? Bion. Forgot you? no, sir: I could not forget you, for I never saw you before in all my life. Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see thy master's father, Vincentio ? Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir; see where he looks out of the window. Vin. Is't so, indeed? (Beats Biondello.) Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me. [Exit. Ped. Help, son! help, signior Baptista! [Exit from the window. Pet. Pr'ythee, Kate, let's stand aside, and see the end of this controversy. (They retire.) Re-enter Pedant below; BAPTISTA, TRANIO, and Servants. Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my servant? Vin. 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. Tra. How now! what's the matter? Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your habit, but your words show you a madman: Why, sir, what concerns it you, if I wear pearl and gold? I thank my good father, I am able to main tain it. in Bergamo. Vin. Thy father? O, villain! he is a sail-maker Bap. You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir: Pray, what do you think is his name? Vin. 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. Ped. Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio; and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, signior Vincentio. Vin. 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 ? Tra. Call forth an officer: (Enter one with an Officer.) carry this mad knave to the gaol :-Father Baptista, I charge you see, that he be forthcoming. Vin. Carry me to the gaol! Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison. Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio; I say, he shall go to prison. Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you be coney-catched in this business; I dare swear, this is the right Vincentio. [Lucentio. Ped. Swear, if thou darest. Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucentio. Bap. Away with the dotard; to the gaol with him. Vin. Thus strangers may be haled and abus'd:O monstrous villain! Right son unto the right Vincentio; Gre. Here's packing, with a witness, to deceive us all! Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio, That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so? Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio? Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio. Luc. 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 arriv'd at last Unto the wished haven of my bliss:What Tranio did, myself enforc'd him to; Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake. Vin. I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent me to the gaol. Bap. But do you hear, sir? (To Lucentio.) Have you married my daughter without asking my good-will? [go to: Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, But I will in to be revenged for this villainy. [Exit. Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery: [Exit. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown. [Exeunt Luc. and Bian. Gre. My cake is dough: But I'll in among the rest; Out of hope of all, but my share of the feast. [Exit. PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA advance. Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee, love, stay. Pet. Is not this well?-Come, my sweet Kate; Better once than never, for never too late. [Exeunt. SCENE II. A Room in Lucentio's House. A Banquet set out. Enter BAPTISTA, VINCENTIO, GREMIO, the Pedant, LUCENTIO, BIANCA, PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO, and Widow. TRANIO, BIONDELLO, GRUMIO, and others, attending. Luc. 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. (They sit at table.) Pet. Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat! Bap. Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio. Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind. Hor. For both our sakes, I would that word were true. [round. [that? Wid. Then never trust me, if I be afeard. Pet. You are sensible, and yet you miss my sense; I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you. Wid. He, that is giddy, thinks the world turns Pet. Roundly replied. Kath. Mistress, how mean you that? Wid. Thus I conceive by him. Pet. Conceives by me!-How likes Hortensio Hor. My widow says, thus she conceives her tale. Pet. Very well mended: Kiss him for that, good widow. [round:Kath. He, that is giddy, thinks the world turns pray you, tell me what you meant by that. Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a shrew, Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe: And now you know my meaning. Kath. A very mean meaning. I Wid. Right, I mean you. Kath. And I am mean, indeed, respecting you. Pet. To her, Kate! Hor. To her, widow! Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her [down. Pet. Spoke like an officer:-Ha' to thee, lad. (Drinks to Hortensio.) Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks? Gre. Believe me, sir, they butt together well. Bian. Head, and butt? an hasty-witted body Would say, your head and butt were head and horn. Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you? Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll sleep again. [begun, Pet. Nay, that you shall not; since you have Have at you for a bitter jest or two. And then pursue me as you draw your bow:Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to shift my bush, You are welcome all. [Exeunt Bianca, Katharina, and Widow. Pet. She hath prevented me.-Here, signior This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not; Tranio, Therefore, a health to all, that shot and miss'd. Tra. O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his grey hound, Which runs himself, and catches for his master. surance, Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all. Pet. Well, I say-no: and therefore, for asLet's each one send unto his wife; And he, whose wife is most obedient To come at first, when he doth send for her, Shall win the wager, which we will propose. Hor. Content-what is the wager? Luc. Pet. Twenty crowns! Twenty crowns. I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound, But twenty times so much upon my wife. Luc. A hundred, then. Hor. Pet. Content. Hor. Who shall begin? Luc. That will I.-Ġo, A match; 'tis done. [Exit. Biondello, bid your mistress come to me. Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. Re-enter BIONDELLO. Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow.. How now! what news? Bion. Sir, my mistress sends you word That she is busy, and she cannot come. Pet. How! she is busy, and she cannot come ! Is that an answer? Gre. Ay, and a kind one too: Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse. Pet. I hope, better. Pet. Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my wife Now, where's my wife? Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands; Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet; Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA and Widow. See, where she comes: and brings your froward wives As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.- (Katharina pulls off her cap, and throws it down.) Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass! Bian. Fy! what a foolish duty call you this? Luc. I would your duty were as foolish too : The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper time. Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty. Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women, What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. Wil. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have no telling. Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her. Wid. She shall not. Pet. I say, she shall;-and first begin with her. Kath. Fy, fy! unknit that threat ning unkind brow; And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, And in no sense is meet, or amiable. A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled, Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and kiss me, Kate. [ha't. Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward. Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are froward. Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed : We three are married, but you two are sped. 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white! [To Lucentio. And, being a winner, God give you good night! [Exeunt Petruchio and Kath. Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tam'd a curs't shrew. Luc. "Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tam'd so. [Exeunt. |