Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman? Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and sweet, Whither away; or where is thy abode? Pet. Why, how now, Kate; I hope thou art not mad: Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, Which way thou travellest: if along with us, Vin. Fair sir,-and you, my merry mistress,That with your strange encounter much amaz'd 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. Lucentio, gentle sir. I may entitle thee-my loving father; Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure, 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 froward, 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 you go; I think, I shall command your welcome here, And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward. [Knocks. Gre. They're busy within, you were best knock louder. 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. Bion. I have seen them in the churca 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 forgot 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. 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 Ser vants. 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 maintain it. Vin. Thy father? O villain! he is a sail-maker in Bergamo. Bap. You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir; Pray, what do you think is his name? I Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name: 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 OffiBaptista, I charge you see that he be forthcoming. cer.] carry this mad knave to the gaol:-Father 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. Ped. Swear, if thou darest. Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. Tra. Then thou wert best say that I am not Lucentic. 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! Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO and BIANCA. Right son unto the right Vincentio; That have by marriage made thy daughter mine, 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 ? Bion. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio. Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love Unto the wished haven of my bliss:- 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? Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: 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. PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA advance. [Exit. Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado. Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. Kath. No, sir; God forbid :-but ashamed to kiss. Pet. Why, then, let's home again :-Come, sirrah, let's away. Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee love, stay. Pet. Is not this well P-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: While I with self-same kindness welcome thine :- [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. Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow. Wid. Then never trust me if I be afraid. Pet. You are sensible, and yet you miss my sense; I mean. Hortensio is afraid of you. Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns round. Pet. Roundly replied. Hor. My widow says, thus she conceives her tale. Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her down. Hor. That's my office. 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. Pet. Nay, that you shall not; since you have begun, Have at you for a bitter jest or two. Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to shift my bush, And then pursue me as you draw your bow :You are welcome all. [Exeunt BIANCA, KATHARINA, and Widow. Pet. She hath prevented me.-Here, Signior Tranio, This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not; Which runs himself, and catches for his master. I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all. And he whose wife is most obedient To come at first when he doth send for her, Pet. Twenty crowns! Twenty crowns. I'll venture so much on my hawk or hound, Pet. Content. A match; 'tis done. Hor. Who shall begin ? Luc. That will I. Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me. Bion. I go. [Exit. Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. Luc. I'll have no halves; I'll bear it all myself. Re-enter BIONDELLO. Intolerable, not to be endur'd! Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress; Say I command her come to me. Hor. I know her answer. Pet. Hor. [Exit GRUMIO. What ? She will not come. Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end. Enter KATHARINA. Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Katharina! Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send for me? Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife? Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour fire. Pet. Go, fetch them hither; if they deny to come, Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands: Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. [Exit KATHARINA. Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. Hor. And so it is; I wonder what it bodes, Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet life, An awful rule, and right supremacy; And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy. 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 Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass! Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this ? Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too: The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time. Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty. Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these head strong women, What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have no telling. Pet. Come on, I say: and first begin with her. Pet. I say, she shall;-and first begin with her. Kath. Fie, fie! unknit that threat'ning unkind brow; Aud dart not scornful glauces from those eyes, To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor: I am asham'd, that women are so simple To offer war, where they should kneel for peace; Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and kiss me, Kate. Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad: for thou shalt ha't. Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward. Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are froward. Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed:We three are married, but 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 curst shrew. Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tam'd so. [Exeunt. now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great dif. ference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia. Cam. I think, this coming summer, the King of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him. Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us we will be justified in our loves: for, indeed,Cam. 'Beseech you, Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence-in so rare-I know not what to say. We will give you sleepy drinks; that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse us. Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's given freely. Arch. Believe me I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utter ance. Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over kind to Bohemia. They were trained together in their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then such an affection, which cannot choose but branch now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal necessities, made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal, have been royally attorneyed, with interchange of gifts, letters, loving embassies that they have seemed to be together, though absent: shook hands, as over a vast; and embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves! Arch. I think, there is not in the world either malice or matter to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever came into my note. Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: it is a gallant child; one that, indeed physics the subject makes old hearts fresh; they, that went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their life, to see him a man. Arch. Would they else be content to die? Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live. Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one. [Exeunt. The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia Her. Nay, but you will? Her. Verily! No, madam. I may not, verily. You put me off with limber vows: but I, My prisoner or my guest? By your dread verily, Her. Not your gaoler, theu, But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question you Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you were boys, You were pretty lordlings then. Pol. We were, fair queen. Two lads, that thought there was no more behind, But such a day to-morrow as to-day, And to be boy eternal. Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the two? Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk i' the sun, And bleat the one at the other: what we chang'd Her. Her. Grace to boot! It is grace, indeed. Why, lo you now I have spoke to the purpose twice: [Giving her hand to POLIXENES. Leon. I'fecks? Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the shoots that I have, To be full like me :-yet, they say we are And fellow'st nothing: then, 'tis very credent, Pol. Her. He something seems unsettled. Pol. What means Sicilia ? How, my lord ? As if you held a brow of much distraction: No, in good earnest.- How like, methought, I then was to this kernel, This squash, this gentleman :-Mine honest friend, Will you take eggs for money? Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight. Leon. You will ? Why, happy man be his dole!- Are you so fond of your young prince, as we Pol. How thou lov'st us, show in our brother's welcome; Next to thyself and my young rover, he's Her. If you would seek us, We are yours i' the garden: Shall's attend you there? Leon. To your own bents dispose you: you'll bo found, Be you beneath the sky:-I am angling now, [Aside. Observing POLIXENES and HER Go, play, boy,-play;-thy mother plays, and I Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now; Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it, It will let in and out the enemy, With bag and baggage; many a thousand of us Why, that's some comfort. What Camillo there ? Cam. Ay, my good lord. man. Leon. Go play, Mamillius; thou'rt an honest [Exit MAMILLIUS. Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer. Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor hold: When you cast out, it still came home. Leon. Didst note it? Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; made His business more material. Cam. At the good queen's entreaty. Leon. At the queen's be't: good should be perti nent; But so it is, it is not. Was this taken More than the common blocks:-Not noted, is't, Leon. Cam. Leon. Ay, but why ? Ha? Stays here longer. Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the entreaties Of our most gracious mistress. Satisfy Leon. The entreaties of your mistress ?-satisfy ?Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo, With all the nearest things to my heart, as well My chamber-councils: wherein, priest-like, thou Hast cleans'd my bosom; I from thee departed Thy penitent reform'd: but we have been Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd In that which seems so. Cam. Be it forbid, my lord! Leon. To bide upon't;-Thou art not honest: or, If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward; Which hoxes honesty behind, restraining From course requir'd: or else thou must be counted |