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That o'er the green corn-field did pass If she refuse me :-and from hence I go,

In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, To make these doubts all even.
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;

(Exeunt Rosalind and Celia. Sweet lovers love the spring.

Duke S. I do remember in this shepherd boy Between the acres of the rye,

Some lively touches of my daughter's favour. With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,

Orl. My lord, the first time that I ever saw

him, These pretty country folks would lie, In the spring time, &c.

Methought he was a brother to your daughter :

But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born, This carol they began that hour,

And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,

Of many desperate studies by his uncle, How that a life was but a flower

Whom he reports to be a great magician, In the spring time, &c.

Obscured in the circle of this forest. And therefore take the present time,

Jaq. There is, sure, another flood toward, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino; and these couples are coming to the ark.For love is crowned with the prime,

[Enter Touchstone and Audrey.] Here In the spring lime, &c.

comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in Touch. Truly, young gentleman, though

all tongues are called fools.

Touch. Salutation and greeting to you all! there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untuneable.

Jaq. Good my lord, bid him welcome : I Page. You are deceived, sir : we kept have so often met in the forest : he hath been

this is the motley-minded gentleman, that I time, we lost not our tinie.

Touch. By my troth, yes; I count it but a courtier, he swears. time lost to hear such a foolish song. God be

Touch. If any man doubt that, let him put wi' you ; and God mend your voices !--Come, I have fattered a lady; I have been politic

me to my purgation. I have trod a measure; Audrey.

[Exeunt. with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I SCENE IV.-Another part of the Forest.

have undone three tailors ; I have had four

quarrels, and like to have fought one. Enter Duke Senior, Amiens, Jaques, Jaq. And how was that ta'en up? Orlando, Oliver, and Celia.

Touch. 'Faith, we met, and found the Duke S. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that quarrel was upon the seventh cause.

Jag: How seventh cause ?-Good my lord, Can do all this that he hath promised? like this fellow. Orl. I sometimes do believe, and some- Duke S. I like him very well. times do not ;

(fear. Touch. God 'ild you, sir ; I desire you of As those that fear they hope, and know they the like. I press in here, sir, amongst the

Enter Rosalind, Silvius, and Phebe. rest of the country copulatives, to swear, and Ros. Patience once more, whiles our com- to forswear; according as marriage binds and pact is urged :

(Rosalind, blood breaks :- a poor virgin, sir, an ill(To the Duke.) You say, if I bring in your favoured thing, sir, but mine own; a poor You will bestow her on Orlando here? humour of mine, sir, to take that that no man Duke S. That would I, had I kingdoms to else will : rich honesty dwells like a miser, give with her.

sir, in a poor house, as your pearl in your foul Ros. [To Orlando.) And you say, you will loyster,

[sententious. have her when I bring her? [king. Duke S. By my faith, he is very swift and Orl. That would I. were 1 of all kingdoms Touch. According to the fool's bolt, sir, Ros. [To Phebe.) You say, you'll marry me, and such dulcet diseases. if I be willing?

(after. Jaq. But, for the seventh cause ; how did Phe. That will I, should I die the hour you find the quarrel on the seventh cause?

Ros. But if you do refuse to marry me, Touch. Upon a lie seven times removed :You'll give yourself to this most faithful bear your body more seeming, Audrey :-as

Phe. So is the bargain. (shepherd ? thus, sir. did dislike the cut of a certain Ros. (To Silvius.] You say, that you'll have courtier's beard : he sent me word, if I said Phebe, if she will ?

his beard was not cut well, he was in the Sil. Though to have her and death were mind it was : this is called the Retort courtboth one thing

[ter even. eous. If I sent him word again, it was not Ros. I have promis'd to make all this mat- well cut, he would send me word, he cut it to Keep you your word, O duke, to give your please himself: this is called the Quip modest. daughter ;

If again, it was not well cut, he disabled my You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter :- judgment : this is called the Reply churlish. Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me, If again, was not well cut, he would answer, Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd :- I spake not true : this is called the Reproof Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her, I valiant. If again, it was not well cui, be

the boy

would say, I lie : this is called the Counter- [To Phebe.] You to his love must accord, check quarrelsome: and so to the Lie circum- Or have a woman to your lord : stantial, and the Lie direct.

[To Touchstone and Audrey.) You and Jag. And how oft did you say, his beard you are sure together, was not vell cut?

As the winter to foul weather. Touch. I durst go no farther than the Lie Whiles a wedlock hymn we sing, circumstantial, nor he durst not give me the Feed yourselves with questioning : Lie direct ; and so we measured swords, and That reason wonder may diminish, parted.

[degrees of the lie? How thus we met, and these things finish. Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the

SONG.
Touch. O sir, we quarrel in print, by the
book; as you have books for good manners :

Wedding is great Juno's crown :
I will name you the degrees. The first, the O blessed bond of board and bed!
Retort courteous; the second, the Quip mo-

'Tis Hymen peoples every town : dest ; the third, the Reply churlish ; the fourth, High wedlock, then, be honoured : the Reproof valiant; the fifth, the Counter- Honour, high honour and renown, check quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie with To Hymen, god of every town. circumstance; the seventh, the Lie direct. All Duke S. O my dear niece, welcome thou these you may avoid, but the Lie direct ; and art to me you may avoid that too, with an "if." I knew Even daughter, welcome in no less degree. when seven justices could not take up a quar- Phe. [To Silvius.] I will not eat my word, rel ; but when the parties were met themselves, now thou art mine ; one of them thought but of an "if," as "If Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine. you said so, then I said so;" and they shook

Enter Jaques de Bois. hands, and swore brothers. Your "il" is the Jaq. de B. Let me have audience for a only peace-maker ; much virtue in "if."

word or two; Faq. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? I am the second son of old Sir Rowland, he's as good at anything, and yet a fool. That bring these tidings to this fair assembly:

Duke S. He uses his folly like a stalking- Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day borse, and under the presentation of that, he Men of great worth resorted to this forest, shoots his wit.

Address'd a mighty power; which were on foot, Still music. Enter Hymen, leading Rosa- In his own conduct, purposely to take

lind in woman's clothes : and Celia. His brother here, and put him to the sword : Hyx. Then is there mirth in heaven, And to the skirts of this wild wood he came ; When earthly things made even Where, meeting with an old religious man, Alone together.

After some question with him, was converted Good duke, receive thy daughter : Both from his enterprise and from the world ; Hymen from heaven brought her; His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother,

Yea, brought her hither, [his, And all their lands restor'd to them again, That thou might'st join her hand with That were with him exil'd.. This to be true,

Whose heurt within her bosom is. I do engage my life. Res. (To Duke S.] To you I give myself, Duke S.

Welcome, young man ; for I am yours.,

[yours. Thou offer'st fairly to thy brothers' wedding : [To Orlando.) To you I give myself, for I am To one, his lands withheld; and to the other, Duže S. If there be truth in sight, you are A land itself at large, a potent dukedom. my daughter.

First, in this forest, let us do those ends Orl. If there be truth in sight, you are my That here were well begun, and well begot :

Phe. If sight and shape be true, (Rosalind. And after, every of this happy number, Why then,-my love adieu !

That have endur'd shrewd days and nights Ros. (To Duke S.] I'll have no father, if

with us, you be not he :

(not he :- Shall share the good of our returned fortune, To Orlando.] I'll have no husband, if you be According to the measure of their states. (To Phebe.] Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be Meantime, forget this new-fall'n dignity, not she.

And fall into our rustic revelry:Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confusion : Play, music !-and you, brides and bride*Tis I must make conclusion

grooms all,

(fall. Of these most strange events : With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures Here's eight that must take hands Jaq. Sir, by your patience :-if I heard you To join in Hymen's bands,

rightly, if truth holds true contents. The duke hath put on a religious life, [Tó Orlando and Rosalind.] You and And thrown into neglect the pompous court? you no cross shall part :

Jaq. de B. He hath. [To Oliver and Celia.] You and you Faq. To him will I: out of these convertites are heart in heart :

There is much matter to be heard and learn'd.

[To Duke S.) You to your former honour 1 epilogue; but it is no more unhandsome, than bequeath;

[it :- to see the lord the prologue. If it be true that Your patience, and your virtue, well deserve good wine needs no bush, 'tis true that a good [To Orlando.) You to a love, that your true play needs no epilogue : yet to good wine they faith doth merit:

do use good bushes; and good plays prove the [To Oliver.) You to your land, and love, and better by the help of good epilogues. What great allies :

[bed : a case am I in, then, that am neither a good [To Silvius.) You to a long and well deserved epilogue, nor cannot insinuate with you in the [To Touchstone.) And you to wrangling; for behalf of a good play! I am not furnished thy loving voyage

pleasures : like a beggar, therefore to beg will not become Is but for two months victual'd.-So, to your me: my way is, to conjure you : and I'll begin I am for other than for dancing measures. with the women. I charge you, O women, Duke S. Stay, Jaques, stay.

for the love you hear to men, to like as much Jaq. To see no pastime, I :—what you of this play as please you : and I charge you, would have,

O men, for the love you bear to women, (as I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. I perceive by your simpering none of you hate

[Exit. them.) that between you and the women, the Duke S. Proceed, proceed : we will begin play may please. If I were a woman, I would these rites,

kiss as many of you as had beards that pleased As we do trust they'll end, in true delights, me, complexions that liked me, and breaths

that I defied not ; and, I am sure, as many as

have good beards, or good faces, or sweet EPILOGUE.

breaths, will, for my kind offer, when I make Ros. It is not the fashion to see the lady the court'sy, bid me farewell.

(Exeunt,

TAMING OF THE SHREW.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.

Persons in the Brandeilo,}

A Lord.
Christopher Sly, a Tinker.
Hostess, Page, Players, Induction.

Huntsmen, and Servants.
Baptista, a rich Gentleman of Padua.
Vincentio, an old Gentleman of Pisa.

servants to Lucentio.
Grumio,

servants to Petruchio.
Curtis,
Pedant, set up to personate Vincentio.

Lucentio, son to Vincentio; in larvewith Bianca: Biatharina

, the Shrew, } daughters to Baptista.

, Verona ; Bianca, Katharina.

Widow. Gremio,

Tailor, Haberdasher, and Servants attending suitors to Bianca. Hortensio,

on Baptista and Petruchio. SCENE,-Sometimes in Padua; and sometimes in Petruchio's House in the Country.

no

INDUCTION.

answer him by law : I'll not budge an inch,

boy: let him come, and kindly. Scene I.-Before an Alehouse on a Heath.

(Lies down on the ground, and falls asleep. Enter Hostess and Sly.

Wind Horns. Enter a Lord from hunting, Sly. I'll pheese you, in faith.

with Huntsmen and Servants. Host. A pair of stocks, you rogue !

Lord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well Sly. Y'are a baggage: the Slys are

my hounds : rogues ; look in the chronicles, we came in Brach Merriman,—the poor cur is emboss'd ; with Richard Conqueror. Therefore, paucas And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd pallabris ; let the world slide : Sessa!

brach. Host. You will not pay for the glasses you Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good have burst?

At the hedge corner, in the coldest fault? Sly. No, not a denier. Go by, Saint Jero- I would not lose the dog for twenty pound. nimy,--Go to thy cold bed, and warm thee. i Hun. Why, Bellman is as good as he,

Host. I know my remedy: I must go fetch my lord; the thirdborough

[Exit. He cried upon it at the merest loss, Sly. Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, l'ul And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent :

means.

Trust me, I take him for the better dog.

Re-enter Servant.
Lord. Thou art a fool : if Echo were as fleet, How now! who is it?
I would esteem him worth a dozen such.

Serv.

An it please your honour, But sup them well, and look unto them all : Players that offer service to your lordship. To-morrow I intend to hunt again.

Lord. Bid them come near. I Hun. I will, my lord.

Enter Players. Lord. (Sees Sly.) What's here? one dead,

Now, fellows, you are welcome. or drunk? See, doth he breathe? Players. We thank your honour. 2 Hun. He breathes, my lord : were he not Lord. Do you intend to stay with me towarm'd with ale,

night?

[our duty. This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly. 2 Play. So please your lordship to accept Lord. O monstrous beast ! how like a swine Lord. With all my heart. This fellow I he lies!

(image! remember, Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son: Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man.- 'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman so What think you, if he were convey'd to bed, well : Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part fingers,

Was aptly fitted and naturally perform'd. A most delicious banquet by his bed,

i Play. I think 'twas Soto that your honour And brave attendants near him when he wakes,

lent.-Would not the beggar then forget himself? Lord. 'Tis very true : thou didst it exceli Hun. Believe me, lord, I think he cannot Well, you are come to me in happy time ; choose.

(when he wak'd. The rather for I have some sport in hand, 2 Hun. It would seem strange unto him wherein your cunning can assist me much. Lord. Even as a flattering dream, or worth- There is a lord will hear you play to-night : less fancy.

But I am doubtful of your modesties; Then take him up, and manage well the jest : Lest, over-eying of his odd behaviour, Carry him gently to my fairest chamber, (For yet his honour never heard a play.) And hang it round with all my wanton pic-You break into some merry passion, tures :

And so offend him ; for I tell you, sirs, Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters, If you should smile, he grows impatient. Add burn sweet wood to make the lodging i Play. Fear not, my lord : we can contain sweet :

ourselves, Procure me music ready when he wakes, Were he the veriest antick in the world. To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound ; Lord. Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery, And if he chance to speak, be ready straight, And give them friendly welcome every one ; And, with a low submissive reverence, Let them want nothing that my house affords.Say,--What is it your honour will command ?

(Exeunt Servant and Players. Let one attend him with a silver basin [To a Servant.] Širrah, go you to Bartholomew Full of rose-water, and bestrew'd with flowers; my page, Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper, And see him dress d in all suits like a lady: And say, - Will't please your lordship cool That done, conduct him to the drunkard's your hands.

chamber; Some one be ready with a costly suit, And call him madam, do him obeisance. And ask him what apparel he will wear ; Tell him from me, (as he will win my love,) Another tell him of his hounds and horse, He bear himself with honourable action, And that his lady mourns at his disease : Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies Persuade him that he hath been lunatic ; Unto their lords, by them accomplished : And, when he says he is--say that he dreams, Such duty to the drunkard let him do, For he is nothing but a mighty lord.

With soft low tongue and lowly courtesy : This do, and do it kindly, gentle sirs : And say, -What is't your honour will comIt will be pastime passing excellent,

mand, If it be husbanded with modesty.

Wherein your lady and your humble wise I Hun. My lord, I warrant you, we will May show her duty, and make known her love? play our part,

And then,-with kind embracements, temptAs he shall think, by our true diligence,

ing kisses, He is no less than what we say he is. [him ; And with declining head into his bosom,

Lord. Take him up gently, and to bed with Bid him shed tears, as being overjoy'd And each one to his office when he wakes. To see her noble lord restor'd to health,

(Sly is borne out. A trumpet sounds. Who for this seven years hath esteemed him Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds ; No better than a poor and loathsome beggar :

(Exit Servant. And if the boy have not a woman's gift Belike, some noble gentleman, that means, To rain a shower of commanded tears, Travelling some journey, to repose him here. | An onion will do well for such a shift;

soar

Which, in a napkin being close convey'd, And twenty cagèd nightingales do sing :
Shall in despite enforce a watery eye.

(Music. See this despatch'd with all the haste thou Or wilt thou sleep? we'll have thee to a couch Anon I'll give thee more instructions. (canst : Softer and sweeter than the lustful bed

[Exit Servant. On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis. I know the boy will well usurp the grace, Say thou wilt walk; we will bestrew the Voice, gait, and action of a gentlewoman:

ground: I long to hear him call the drunkard husband : Or wilt thou ride, thy horses shall be trapp'd, And how my men will stay themselves from Their harness studded all with gold and pearl. laughter,

Dost thou love hawking ? thou hast hawks will When they do homage to this simple peasant. I'll in to counsel them ; haply my presence Above the morning lark : or wilt thou hunt? May well abate the over-merry spleen, Thy hounds shall make the welkin answer them, Which otherwise would grow into extremes. And fetch shrill echoes from the hollow earth.

[Exeunt. 1 Serv. Say thou wilt course ; thy grey

hounds are as swift SCENE II.-A bedchamber in the Lord's

As breathed stags, ay, fleeter than the roe. House.

2 Serv. Dost thou love pictures ? we will Sly is discovered in a rich night-gown, with fetch thee straight

Attendants : some with apparel, others with Adonis pointed by a running brook, basin, ewer, and appurtenances. Enter And Cytherea all in sedges hid, Lord, dressed like a servant.

Which seem to move and wanton with her Sly. (Waking.) For God's sake, a pot of breath, small ale.

[cup of sack? Even as the waving sedges play with wind. i Serv. Will't please your lordship drink a Lord. We'll show thee lo as she was a maid, 2 Scrv. Will't please your honour taste of And how she was beguiled and surpris'd, these conserves ?

[to-day? As lively painted as the deed was done. 3 Serv. What raiment will your honour wear 3 Serv. Or Daphne roaming through a Sly. I am Christophero Sly ; call not me thorny wood,

[bleeds ; honour, nor lordship : I ne'er drank sack in Scratching her legs, that one shall swear she my life ; and if you give me any conserves, And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep, give me conserves of beef : ne'er ask me what So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn. raiment l'll wear ; for I have no more doublets Lord. Thou art a lord, and nothing but a than backs, no more stockings than legs, nor Thou hast a lady far more beautiful [lord : no more shoes than feet : nay, sometime more Than any woman in this waning age. feet than shoes, or such shoes as my toes look I Serv. And, till the tears that she hath through the overleather.

(honour ! shed for thee, Lord. Heaven cease this idle humour in your Like envious floods, o'er-ran her lovely face, O, that a mighty man, of such descent, She was the fairest creature in the world ; Of such possessions, and so high esteem, And yet she is inferior to none. Should be infused with so foul a spirit !

Sly. Am I a lord ? and have I such a lady? Sly. What! would you make me mad? Or do I dream, or have I dream'd till now? Am not I Christopher Sly, old Sly's son, of I do not sleep: I see, I hear, I speak; Burton-heath ; by birth a pedlar, by education I smell sweet savours; and I feel soft things :a card-maker, by transmutation a bear-herd, Upon my life, I am a lord, indeed ; and now by present profession a tinker? Ask And not tinker, nor Christophero Sly. Marian Hacket, the fat ale-wise of Wincot, if Well, bring our lady hither to our sight ; she know me not: if she say I am not four- And once again, a pot o' the smallest ale. teen pence on the score for sheer ale, score me 2 Seru. Will't please your mightiness to wash up for the lyingest knave in Christendom.

your hands? What! I am not bestraught : here's

(Servants present a ewer, basin, and napkin. i Serv. O, this it is that makes your lady o, how we joy to see your wit restor'd !

(ants droop. O, that once more you knew but what you are ! 2 Serv. O, this it is that makes your serv- These fifteen years you have been in a dream ; Lord. Hence comes it that your kindred Or, when you wak’d, so wak'd as if you slept. shun your house,

Sly. These fifteen years! by my fay, a As beaten hence by your strange lunacy.

goodly nap. O noble lord, bethink thee of thy birth; But did I never speak of all that time? Call home thy ancient thoughts from banish- i Serv. O, yes, my lord ; but very idle ment,

words : And banish hence these abject lowly dreams. For though you lay here in this goodly chamber, Look how thy servants do attend on thee, Yet would you say, ye were beaten out of door ; Each in his office ready at thy beck.

And rail upon the hostess of the house ; Wilt thou have music? hark ! Apollo plays, And say, you would present her at the leet,

mourn.

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