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Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress; | Kath. Fie, fie ! unknit that threat'ning un- , Say, I command her to come to me.
[Exit GRUMIO. And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, Hor. I know her answer.
To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor: Pet. What?
It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads; Hor. She will not come.
Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an And in no sense is meet, or amiable. [buds; end.
A woman mov'd, is like a fountain troubled, Enter KATHARINA.
Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty;
And, while it is so, none so dry or thirsty Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Will'deign to sip, or touch one drop of it. Katharina!
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Kuth. What is your will, Sir, that you send
Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for for me?
thee, Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's
And for thy maintenance: commits his body wife?
To painful labour, both by sea and land; Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour fire.
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Pet. Go fetch them hither; if they deny to
While thou liest warm at home, secure and come,
safe; . Swinge me them soundly forth unto their hus
And craves no other tribute at thy hands, bands:
But love, fair looks, and true obedience; Away, I say, and bring them hither straight.
Too little payment for so great a debt. [Exit KATHARINA.
Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a won
Even such, a woman oweth to her husband: der. Hor. And so it is; I wonder what it bodes.
| And, when she's forward, peevish, sullen.
And, not obedient to his honest will, sour, Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and
What is she, but a foul contending rebel, quiet life,
And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? An awful rule, and right supremacy; .
I am asham’d, that women are so simple And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and
To offer war, where they should kneel for happy, Bap. Now fair befall thee, good Petruchio!
Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, The wager thou hast won; and I will add
When they are bound to serve, love, and obey. Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns;
Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth, Another dowry to another daughter,
Unapt to toil and trouble in the world; For she is chang'd, as she had never been.
But that our soft conditions and our hearts, Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better ret;
Should well agree with our external parts ? And show more sign of her obedience,
Come, come, you froward and unable worms! Her new-built virtue and obedience.
My mind hath been as big as one of yours, i Re-enter KATHARINA, with 'BIANCA, and My heart as great; my reason, haply, more, Widow.
To bandy word for word, and frown for frown: See, where she comes; and brings your fro But now, I see our lances are but straws; ward wives
Our strength as weak, our weakness past comAs prisoners to her womanly persuasion.
pare, Katharine, that cap of yours becomes you not;
That seeming to be most, which we least are. Off with that bauble, throw it under foot.
Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot; (KATHARINA pulls off her cap, and throws And place your hands below your husband's it down.
In token of which duty, if he please, [foot: Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, My hand is ready, may it do him ease !" Till I be brought to such a silly pass!
Pet. Why, there's a wench !-Come on, and Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you
kiss me, Kate. this?
Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too :
shalt ha't. The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca,
Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are Hath cost me a hundred crowns since supper
Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my
Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to-bed : Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these
We three are married, but we two are sped. headstrong women
'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the What duty they do owe their lords and hus
[To LUCENTIO. bands.
And, being a winner, God give you good night! Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will
[Exeunt PETRUCHIO and Kath. have no telling.
Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tam'd a Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with
Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will Wid. She shall not.
be tam'd so.
[Exeunt. 7 Pet. I say, she shall;---and first begin with her.
* Gentle temnera + Abate your spirits.
LEONTES, King of Sicilia.
| AUTOLYCUS, a Rogue. MAMILLIUS, his Son.
TIME, as Chorus.
HERMIONE, Queen to Leontes.
PERDITA, Daughter to Leontes avd Hermione, DION,
Paulina, Wife to Antigonus. Another Sicilian Lord.
EMILIA, a Lady, Attending the Queen. Rogero, a Sicilian Gentleman.
Two other Ladies, s
Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Satyrs for ARCHIDAMUS, a Bohemian Lord.
a dance. A Mariner. Jailer.
Shepherds, Shepherdesses, Guards, &c. An old Shepherd, reputed Father of Perdita. Clown, his Son.
Scene, sometimes in Sicilia; sometimes in Servant to the old Shepherd.
bassies; that they have seemed to be together, SCENE I.-Siciliu.-An Antechamher in LEON
though absent; shook hands, as over a vast;
and embraced, as it were, from the ends of Tes' Palace.
opposed winds. The heavens continue their Enter Camillo and ARCHIDAMUS.
loves ! Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit
Arch. I think, there is not in the world either
malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my
unspeakable comfort of your young prince services are now on foot, you shall see, as I
Mamillius; it is a gentleman of the greatest have said, great difference betwixt our Bo
promise, that ever came into my note. hemia, and your Sicilia.
Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king |
18 of him: it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation
physics the subject,t makes old hearts fresh: which he justly owes him. Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame
they, that went on crutches ere he was bort,
desire yet their life, to see him a man. us, we will be justified in our loves : for, in
Arch. Would they else be content to die? deed,
Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse Cam. 'Beseech you,
why they should desire to live. Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my "
Arch. If the king had no son, they would
ch the line knowledge: we cannot with such magní
desire to live on crutches till he had one. ficence-in so rare-I know not what to say. -We will give you sleepy drinks; that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, LSCENE U though they cannot praise us, as little accuse
| SCENE II.--The same.- A Room of state is
the Palace. us.
Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for Enter Le what's given freely.
Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, HERMIONE, MAArch. Believe me, I speak as my under
MILLIUS, CAMILLO, and Attendants. standing instructs me, and as mine honesty | Pol. Nine changes of the wat’ry star have puts it to utterance.
been Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind | The shepherd's note, since we have lelt our to Bohemia. They were trained together in Without a burden: time as long again. their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our them then such an affection, which cannot And yet we should, for perpetuity, tha choose but branch now. Since their more ma- Go hence in debt: And therefore, like a cipher, ture dignities, and royal necessities, made sepa- | Yet standing in rich place, I multiply,... ration of their society, their encounters, though With one we-thank-you, many thousands not personal, have been royally attornied, That go before it. with interchange of gifts, letters, loving em
* Wide waste of country. * Nobly supplied by substitution of embassics.
+ Affords a cordial to the State.
Leon. Stay your thanks awhile;
Her. Not your jailer then,
(you And pay them when you part.
But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question Pol. Sir, that's to-morrow.
| Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you I am question'd by my fears, of what may You were pretty lordings* then. [were boys; chance,
Pol. We were, fair queen,
Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o’the
two? Than you can put us to't.
Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did Pol. No longer stay.
frisk i'the sun,
[chang'd, Leon. One seven-night longer.
And bleat the one at the other: what we Pol. Very sooth, to-morrow.
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not Leon. We'll part the time between's then: The doctrine of ill-doing, no, nor dream'd and in that
That any did: Had we pursued that life, I'll no gain-saying.
And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd _Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you, so;
With stronger blood, we should have answer'd There is no tongue that moves, none, none
heaven i'the world,
Boldly, Not guilty; the imposition clear'd,
Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes
Her. Grace to boot!
Of this make no conclusion ; lest you say, You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. I Your queen and I are devils: Yet, go on; You, Sir,
The offences we have made yon do, we'll anCharge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure,
swer; All in Bohemia's well: this satisfaction
If you first sinn'd with us, and that with us The by-gone day proclaim’d; say this to him, You did continue fault, and that you slipp'd not He's beat from his best ward.
With any but with us. · Leon, Well said, Hermione.
Leun. Is he won yet? Her. To tell, he longs to see his son, were
Her. He'll stay, my lord. strong:
Leon. At my request, he would not. But let him say so then, and let him go;
Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st But let him swear so, and he shall not stay,
To better purpose. We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.
Leon. Never, but once.
Her. What?'have 1 twice said well? when
was't before ?
(make us You take my lord, I'll give him my commis- I pr’ythee, tell me: Cram us with praise, and sion,
As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying Ho let him there a month, behind the gestt
tongueless, Prefix'd for his parting: yet, good deed, # Le
Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. ontes,
Our praises are our wages: You may ride us, I love thee not a jars o'the clock behind With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere What lady she her lord.--You'll stay?
With spur we heat an acre. But to the jail:Pol. No, madam.
My last good was, to entreat his stay; Her. Nay, but yon will?
| What was my first ? it has an elder sister, Pol. I may not, verily.
Or I mistake you: 0, would her name were
Leon. Why, that was when [to death,
Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves lou shall not go; a lady's verily is
| Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet? | And clap thyself my love; then didst thou Force me to keep you as a prisoner,
I am yours for ever.
[utter, Ulike a guest; so you shall pay your fees,
Her. It is Grace, indeed.
siwice: When you depart, and save your thanks.
Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose
[verily, The one for ever earn'd a royal husband;
(Giving her hand to POLIXENES. Pol. Your guest then, madam:
Leon. Too hot, too hot:
(Aside. to be your prisoner, should import offending;
To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. Which is for me less easy to commit,
I have tremor cordist on me:-my heart dances;
But not for joy,—not joy.-This entertainment
rests were the names of the stages wl.cre the King appointed to lie, during a royal progress. Indeed
* A diminutive of lords.
Trembling of the heart.
From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom, Are you so fond of your young prince, as we
My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all :
[lius, | Thoughts that would thick my blood. Mam. Ay, my good lord.
Leon. So stands this squire Leon. I'fecks?
Offic'd with 'me: We two will walk, my lord, Why that's my bawcock.t What, hast smutch'd | And leave you to your graver steps. -Her. thy nose?
welcome; They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come, cap- How thou lov'st us, show in our brother's tain,
(tain: Let what is dear in Sicily, be cheap: We must be neat; not neat, but cleanly, cap- Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf, Apparent to my heart, Are all call'd, neat.-Still virginallingt
Her. If you would seek ns, sthere? [Observing Polixenes and HERMIONE. We are yours i'the garden: Shall's attend you Upon his palm ?How now, you wanton calf? | Leon. To your own bents dispose you : you'll Art thou my calf?
be found, Mam. Yes, if you will, my lord.
Be you beneath the sky :-I am angling now, Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the Though you perceive me not how I give line. shoot's that I have,
Go to, go to ! To be full like me :yet, they say, we are
[ Aside. Observing POLIXENES and HERMOINE. Almost as like as eggs; women say so, How she holds up the neb,t the bill to him! That will say any thing : But were they false And arms her with the holdness of a wife As o'er-died blacks, as wind, as waters; false To her allowingt husband! Gone already; As dice are to be wish’d, by one that fixés Inch-thick, knee-deep; o'er head and ears a No bourn|| twixt his and mine ; yet were it
fork'd one. true
[Exeunt POLIXENES, HERMOINE, and To say this boy were like me.-Come, Sir page,
Attendunts. Look on me with your welkin eye: Sweet Go, play, boy, play ;-thy mother plays, and I villain!
Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue Most dear'st! my collop!-Can thy dam ?- (Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamay't be?
mour Affection ! thy intention stabs the centre: Will be my knell.--Go, play, boy, play;Thou dost make possible, things not so held | There have been, Communicat'st with dreams ;-(How can this Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now; With what's unreal thou coactive art, [be?)— And many a man there is, even at this present, And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very cre- Now, while I speak this, holds his wite by the dent,**
(sence, Thou may'st co-join with something; and thou That little thinks she has been sluc'd in his ab(And that beyond commission; and I find it,) And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by And that to the infection of my brains, Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay, there's comfort And hardening of my brows.
(open'd, Pol. What means Silicia?
Whiles other men have gates; and those gates Her. He something seems unsettled. As mine, against their will: Should all despair, Pol. How, my lord?
That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind What cheer? how is't with you, best brother? Would hang themselves. Physic for't there Her. You look,
is none; As if you held a brow of much distraction: It is a bawdy planet, that will strike Are you mov'd, my lord ?
Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, Leon. No, in good earnest.
think it, How sometimes nature will betray its folly, | From east, west, north, and south: Be it conIts tenderness, and make itself a pastime No barricado for a belly; know it; To harder bosoms! Looking on the lines It will let in and out the enemy,. Of my boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil! With bag and baggage: many a thousand of us Twenty-three years; and saw myself un- Have the disease, and feel't not.-How now, breech'd,
| What! Camillo there?
[friend, Leon. Go play, Mamillius; thou’rt an honest This quash, tt this gentleman:-Mine honest
(Exit MAMILLIUS. Will you take eggs for money ?11
Camillo, this great Sir will yet stay longer. Mum. No, my lord, I'll fight.“
Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor · Leon. You will? why, happy man be his
hold: dole !99-My brother, 1
When you cast out, it still came home. * The tune played at the death of the deer.
Leon. Didst note it? + Hearty fellow.
Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; 1 1. e. Playing with her fingers as if on a spinnet.
His business more material. Thou wantest a rough head, and the budding horns that I have. || Boundary.
Leon. Didst perceive it? 1 Blue.
** Credible. tt Peacod. 11 Will you be cajoled. * Heir apparent, next claimant,
+ Mouth. May his share of life be a happy one.
SA horned one, a cuckold,
They're here with me already; whispering, 1 Cam. I would not be a stander-by, to hear rounding,
My sovereign mistress clouded so, without Sicilia is a so-forth: "Tis far gone,
My present vengeance taken: 'Shrew my heart, When I shall gustt it last.-How came't, Ca You never spoke what did become you less That he did stay?
[millo, Than this; which to reiterate, were sin Cam. At the good queen's entreaty.
As deep as that, though true, Leon. At the queen's, be't: good, should be Leon. Is whispering nothing? pertinent;
Is leaning cheek to cheek? is meeting noses ? But so it is, it is not. Was this taken Kissing with inside lip? stopping the career By any understanding pate but thine?
Of laughter with a sigh? (a note infallible For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in sis't, Of breaking honesty :) horsing foot on foot? More than the common blocks :-Not noted, Skulking in corners? wishing clocks more But of the finer natures? by some severals,
(blind Of head-piece extraordinary? lower messes, Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes Perchance, are to this business purblind : say. With the pin and web, * but theirs, theirs only,
Cam. Business, my lord ? I think, most un- That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing? Bohemia stays here longer.
[derstand Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is noLeon. Ha
thing; Cam. Stays here longer.
The covering sky is nothing: Bohemia nothing; Leon, Ay, but why?
My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the en- | If this be nothing. .
[nothings Of our most gracious mistress. [treaties Cam. Good my lord, be car'd Leon. Satisfy
Of this diseas'd'opinion, and betimes;
I say, thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee; Hast cleans'd my bosom; I from thee departed Pronounce thee a gross lout, a mindless slave; Thy penitent reform’d: but we have been Or else a hovering temporizer, that sevil, Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd
Canst with thine eyes at once see good and In that which seems so.
Inclining to them both: Were my wife's liver Cam. Be it forbid, my lord !
Infected as her life, she would not live Leon. To bide upon't ;-Thou art not honest: The running of one glass.t or,
Cam. Who does infect her ? If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward; Leon. Why he, that wears her like her medal, Which hoxess honesty behind, restraining
hanging From course requir'd: Or else thou must be About his neck, Bohemia : Whomif I counted
Had servants true about me: that bare eyes A servant, grafted in my serious trust, To see alike mine honour as their profits, And therein negligent; or else a fool,
Their own particular thrifts,-they would do That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake
that And tak'st it all for jest.
Which should undo more doing: Ay, and thou, , Cam. My gracious lord,
His cup-bearer,-whom I from meaner form 1 may be negligent, foolish, and fearful; Have bench'd, and rear'd to worship; who In every one of these no man is free,
[heaven, But that his negligence, his folly, fear, Plainly, as heaven sees earth, and earth sees Amongst the infinite doings of the world, How I am galled,-might'st bespice a cup, Sometime puts forth: In your affairs, my lord, To give mine enemy a lasting wink; If ever I were wilful-negligent,
Which draught to me were cordial. It was my folly; if industriously
Cam. Sir, my lord, I play'd the fool, it was my negligence, I could do this, and that with no rasht potion, Not weighing well the end; if ever fearful But with a ling’ring dram, that should not To do a thing, where I the issue doubted,
work Whereof the execution did cry out
Maliciouslyt like poison : But I cannot Against the non-peformance, 'twas a fear Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress Which oft affects the wisest: these, my lord, So sovereignly being honourable. Are such allow'd infirmities, that honesty I have lov'd thee, Is never free of. But, 'beseech your grace, Leon. Make't thy question, and go rot! Be plainer with me; let me know my trespass Dost think, I am so muddy, so unsettled, by its own visage: if I then deny it,
To appoint myself in this vexation? sully "Tis none of mine.
The purity and whiteness of my sheets, Leon. Have not you seen, Camillo, [glass | Which to preserve, is sleep; which being (But that's past doubt: you have; or your eye
spotted, Is thicker than a cuckold's horn;) or heard, Is goads, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps ? (For, to a vision so apparent, rumour
Give scandal to the blood o'the prince my son, Cannot be mute,) or thought, (for cogitation Who, I do think is mine, and love as mine; Resides not in that man, that does not think Without ripe moving to't? Would I do this?
Could man so blench?| My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess, Cam. I must believe you, Sir; (Or else be impudently negative, [say, I do; and will fetch off Bohemia fort: to have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought,) then Provided, that when he's remov'd, your highMy wife's a hobby horse; deserves a name As rank as any flax-wench, that puts to Will take again your queen, as yours at first; Before her troth-plight: say it, and justify it.
* Disorders of the eye. + Hour-glass. Hasty. * To round in the car was to tell secretly. + Taste. $ Maliciously, with effects openly hurtful. * Inferiors in rank
To hox is to hamstring. II I. c. Could any man so start off from propriety?