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This bird you alm'd at, though you bit her not ; | Swinge me them sonndly forth unto their bus. Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd.

bands : Tra. O Sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his grey- Away, I say, and bring them bither straight. houud,

(Exit KATHARINA. Which runs himself, and catches for bis master. Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wou. Pet. A good swift. simile, but something

der. currisb,

Hor. And so it is ; I wonder what it bodes. Tra. "Tis well, Sir, that you hunted for your. Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and self ;

quiet life, 'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. An awful rule, and right supremacy; Bap. ho, Petruchio, Tranio bits you now. And, to be short, what uot, that's sweet and Luc. I thank thee for that gird, + good Tranio.

happy. Hor. Confess, confess, bath he not bit you Bap. Now fair berall thee, good Petruchio ! here

The wager thou hast won; and I will add
Pet. 'A has a little gall’d me, I confese; Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns;
And, as the jest did glance away from me, Another dowry to another daughter,
Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright. For she is chang'd, as she bad never been.

Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet; I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all. And show more sign of her obedience,

Pet. Well, I say-00 : and therefore, for assur. Her new-built virtue and obedience.
Let's each one send unto his wife ; (ance,
And be, whose wife is most obedient

Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA, and

WIDOW. To come at first when he doth send for her, Shall win the wager which we will propose. See, where she comes; and brings your froward Hor. Content: What is the wager ?

wives Luc. Twenty crowns.

As prisoners to her womaply persuasion.Pet. Twenty crowns !

Katbarine, that cap of your's becomes you not ; l'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound, off with that bauble, throw it under foot. But twenty times so much upon my wife.

(KATHARINA pulls off her cap, and throus Luc. A hundred theo.

it down, Hor. Content.

Wid, Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Pet. A match ; 'tis done,

Till I be brought to such a silly pass ! Hor. Who shall begin ?

Bian. Fie 1 what a foolish duty call you this ! Luc. That will l. Go,

Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish 100 : Biondello, bid your mistress come to me. The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, Bion. I go.

[Exit. Hath cost me a hundred crowns since supper. Bap. Son, I will be your ball, Bianca comes.

time. Luc. I'll have no balves ; l'll bear it all my- Bian. Tbe more fool you, for laying on my self.


Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headRc-enter BIONDELLO.

strong women How now I what news

What duty they do owe their lords and hus. Bion. Sir, my mistress sends you word

bands. That she is busy, and she cannot come.

Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will Pet. How ! she is busy, and she cannot come!

have no telling. Is that an answer ?

Pet. Come on, I say; aod irst begin with Gre. Ay, and a kind one too :

her. Pray God, Sir, your wife send you not a worse. Wid. Sbe shall not. Pet. I hope, better.

Pet. ! say, she shall ;-and arst begin with Hor. Sirrab, Biondello and entreat my

her. wife

Kath. Fie, ne! unknlt that threat'ning unTo come to me forthwith, (Exit BIONDELLO.

kind brow; Pel. O bo l entreat her!

And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, Nay, then she must needs come.

To wound thy lord, thy king, thy goveruor : Hor. I am afraid, Sir,

It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads; Do what you can, your's will not be entreated. Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair

buds; Re-enter BIONDELLO.

And in no sense is meet, or amiable. Now where's my wife?

A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled, Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty ; hand;

And, while it is so, none so dry or thirsty She will not come ; she bids you come to her. Will deign to sip, or touch one drop of it.

Pet. Worse and worse ; she will not come ! 0 Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Intolerable, not to be endur'd !

(vile Tby head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for Sirrah Grumio, go to your mistress ;

thee, Say, I command her to come to me.

And for thy maintenance : commits his body

[Exit GROMIO. To painful labour, both by sea and land ; Hor. I know her answer.

To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Pet. What ?

While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe ; Hor. She will not come.

And craves no other tribute at thy hands, Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an But love, fair looks, and true obedience ; eod.

Too little payment for so great a Jebt.

Such duty as the subject owes the prince,

Even such, a woman oweth to ber husband : Bap. Now, by my holidare, bere comes And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, Katharina !

And, not obedient to his bonest will, Kath. What is your will, Sir, that you send What is she, bat a foul contending rebel, for me

And graceless traitor to her loving lordiPet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's I am asbam'd, that women are so simple wife 1

To offer war, where they should kneel for Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour fire.

peace ; Pet. Go fetch them bither; if bey deny to or seek for lule, supren acy, and sway, come,

When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.

Why are onr bodies soft, and weak and smootb. Sarcasm. Unapt to toil and trouble in the world i


But that our soft conditlons and our hearts, Pet. Why, there's a wench |--Come on, and Should well agree with our external parts ?

kiss me, Kate. Come, come, you froward and unable worms! Luc. Wel, go thy ways, old lad; for tbou My inind bath been as big as one of your's,

shalt ba't. My heart, as great ; my reason, haply, more, Vin. 'Tis a good bearing, when children are To bandy word for word, and frown for frown :

toward. But vow, I see our lances are bat straws;

Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are Our strength as weak, our weakness past com

froward. pare,

Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed :--That seeming to be most, which we least are. We three are married, but we two are sped Then vail your stomachs, + for it is no boot ; 'Twas I won the wager, thougb you hit the white; And place your bands below your busband's

[To LUCENTIO. foot :

And, being a winner, God give you good night! In token of which duty, if he please,

(Ereunt PETRUCH10 and KATH. My band is ready, may it do bim ease!

Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tam'd a

curst shrew. • Gentle tempers.

† Abate your spirito.

Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tam'd so.



LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE. THIS play was produced under two disadvantages : first, it was not the suggestion of Shakspeare's own genius, he

having exhibited the character of Falstaff in three inimitable plays, and finished the portrait to his own taste : and secondly, it was writted with unusual expedition, in the short period of fourteen days. Queen Elizabet B is said to have been so delighted with the Knight, that she commanded our poet to show him in love ; and, upon this regal signification, Dr. Johnson remarks, that " no task is harder than that of writing to the ideas of another. Shakspeare knew what the Queen, if the story be true, seems not to have known---that by any real passion of tenderness, the selfish craft, the careles jollity, and the lazy luxury of Falstaff must have suffered so much abatement, that little of his former craft would have remained. Falstaff could not love, but by ceasing to be Falstaff.” The most noted propensities of “the fat old man," are however, skilfully engrafted on the design of the piece ; so that wit, covetousness, mendacity, and concupiscence, are as much as possible combined and developed in his conduct. The other characters, also, are well contrasted ; and mapy of the scenes are pregnant with amusing incident. The circumstances of the plot are variously derived : some of them, probably, from an old translation of Il Peoorone by Giovanni Fiorentino ; and the particular adventures of Falstaff', from The Lorers of Pisa, a story in an ancient piece called Tarleton's News out of Purgatorie. Malonc supposes that Shakspeare chose Windsor for the scene of Falstaff, love-frolics, upon reading the subjoined passage in “ Westward for Smelts:" " In Windsor not long agoc, dwelt a sumpterman, who had to wife a very faire but wanton creature, over whom, not without cause, he was something jealous ; yet had be nerer Any proof of her inconstancy."


ROBIN, Page to Falstaff. FENTON.

SIMPLE, Servant to Slender.
SHALLOW, a Country Justice.

RUGBY, Servant to Dr. Caius.
SLENDER, Cousin to Shullow.
MR. Forn, Two Gentlemen dwelling at



MRS. PAGE. WILLIAM PAGE, a Boy, Son to Mr. Page.

MRS. ANNE PAGB, her Daughter, love with Sir Hugu Evans, a Welsh Parson.

DR. CATUS, a French Physician.
Host of the Garter Inn.

MRS. QUICKLY, Servant to Dr. Caius.

Servants to Page, Ford, &c.

SCENE--Windsor, and the parts adjacent.

} Followers of Falstaf.


old coat well; it agrees well, passant : it is a

familiar beast to man, and signifies-love. SCENE 1.--Windsor. Before Pace's House.

Shal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt asb Enter Justice SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Siro is an old coat. HUGH EVANS.

Slen. I may quarter, coz?

Shal. You may, by marrying. Shal. Sir Hugh, persuade me not: I will

Eva. It is marring indeed, if he quarter it. make a star chamber matter of it: if he were

Shal. Not a whit. twenty Sir Jobu Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire.

Eva. Yes, py'r lady if he has a quarter of Slen, in the county of Gloster, justice of your coat, there is but three skins for yourself,

in my simple conjectures : but that is all one : peace, and coram.

If Sir John Falstatt have committed disparShal. Ay, cousiu Slender, and Cust-alorum. + Sien. Ay, and ratolorum too ; and a gentle agements unto you, I am of the church, and man born, master parson ; who writes himself will be glad to do my benevolence, to make

atonements aud compromises between you. urmigero; in any bill, warrant, quittance, or

Shal. The council + shall hear it ; it is a riot. obligation, armigero. Shal. Ay, that we do; and bave done any there is no fear of Got in a riot : the council

Eva. It is not meet the council hear a riot ; time these three bundred years.

look Slen. Allbis successors, gone before him and not to hear a riot; take your vizaments

you, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, have donet; and all bis ancestors, that come

in that. after him, may; they may give the duzen wbite

Shal. Ha ! o' my life, if I were young again, luces t in their coat.

the sword should end it. Shal. It is an old coat. Eva. The dozen white louses do become an and end it: and there is also another device

Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, • A title formerly appropriated to chaplains as well as in my prain, whicb, peradventure, prings goot to knights. + Custos rotulorum. discretions with it: There is

Anne Page The luce is a pike Shakspeare has here a throw at Sir Thomas Lucy, who compelled him .o leare Sıral. ferd

• By our

+ Court of star-chamber. 1 Advise nens.

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