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Laf. All that he is hath reference to your high-¡Of what should stead her most ?

Ber.

My gracious sovereign, King. Then shall we have a match. I have Howe'er it pleases you to take it so, letters sent me,

The ring was never hers. That set him high in fame.

Count.

Son, on my life,

I have seen her wear it; and she reckon'd'it
Enter Bertram.

At her life's rate.
Laf.
He looks well on't. Laf.

I am sure, I saw her wear it. King. I am not a day of season,

Ber. You are deceiv'd, my lord, she never saw it. For thou may'st see a sunshine and a hail In Florence was it from a casement thrown me, In me at once: But to the brightest beams Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain’d the name Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou forth, of her that threw it: noble she was, and thought The time is fair again.

I stood ingag'd:' but when I had subscrib'd Ber.

My high-repented blames, 2 To mine own fortune, and inform'd her fully, Dear sovereign, pardon to me.

I could not answer in that course of honour
King.

All is whole; As she had made the overture, she ceas'd,
Not one word more of the consumed time, In heavy satisfaction, and would never
Let's take the instant by the forward top; Receive the ring again.
For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees King.

Plutus himself,
The inaudible and noiseless foot of time That knows the tinct and multiplying medicine,
Steals ere we can effect them: You remember Hath not in nature's mystery more science,
The daughter of this lord ?

Than I have in this ring: 'twas mine,'twas Helen's, Ber. Admiringly, my liege: at first

Whoever gave it you: Then, if you know I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart That you are well acquainted with yourself, Durst make too bold a herald of my tongue: Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforceWhere the impression of mine eye enfixing,

ment Contempt his scornful perspective did lend me, You got it from her: she call’d the saints to surety, Which warp'd the line of every other favour; That she would never put it from her finger, Scorn'd a fair colour, or express'd it stoln; Unless she gave it to yourself in bed, Extended or contracted all proportions,

(Where you have never come,) or sent it us To a most hideous object: Thence it came, Upon her great disaster. That she, whom all men prais'd, and whom myself,

Ber.

She never saw it. Since I have lost, have lov'd, was in mine eye King. Thou speak'st it falsely, as I love mine The dus; that did offend it.

honour; King.

Well excus'd : And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me, That thou didst love her, strikes some scores away Which I would sain shut out: If it should prove From the great compt: But love, that comes too late, That thou art so inhuinan,-'twill not prove so :Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried,

And yet I know not :-thou didst hate her deadly, To the great sender turns a sour offence, And she is dead; which nothing, but to close Crying, That's good that's gone : our rash faults, Her eyes myself, could win me to believe, Make trivial price of serious things we have, More than to see this ring.–Take him away.Not knowing them, until we know their grave:

[Guards seize Bertram. On our displeasures, to ourselves unjust, My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall, Destroy our friends, and after weep their dust : Shall tax my fears of little vanity, Our own love waking cries to see what's done, Having vainly fear'd too little.-Away with him ;While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon. We'll sist this matter further. Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget her. Ber.

If you shall prove Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin: This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy The main consents are had; and here we'll stay Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florence, To see our widower's second marriage-day. Where yet she never was. (Exit Ber. guarded. Count. Which better than the first, dear heaven, bless!

Enter a Gentleman. Or, ere they meet, in me, 0 nature, cease!

King. I am wrapp'd in dismal thinkings. Laf. Come on, my son, in whom my house's name Gent.

Gracious sovereign, Must be digested, give a favour from you, Whether I have been to blame, or no, I know not; To sparkle in the spirits of my daughter, Here's a petition from a Florentine, That she may, quickly come. --By my old beard, Who hath, for four or five removes, come short And every hair that's on't, Helen, that's dead, To tender it herself. I undertook it, Was a sweet creature; such a ring as this, Vanquish'd thereto by the fair grace and speech The last that e'er I took her leave at court, of the poor suppliant, who by this, I know, I saw upon her finger.

Is here attending: her business looks in her Ber.

Hers it was not. With an importing visage ; and she told me, King. Now, pray you, let me see it; for mine In a sweet verbal brief, it did concern eye,

Your highness with herself. While I was speaking, oft was fastened to't. King. [Reads.). Upon his many protestations to This ring was mine; and, when I gave it Helen, marry me, when his wife was dead, I blush to say it, I bade her, if her fortunes ever stood

he won me. Now is the count Rousillon a widowNecessitied to help, that by this token

er; his vous are forfeited to me, and my honour's I would relieve her: Had you that craft, to reave her paid to him. He stole from Florence, taking no

leave, and I follow him to his country for justice : (1) i. e. Or uninterrupted rain. (2) Faults repented of to the utmost.

(5) i. e. That you have the proper consciousness (3) In the sense of unengaged.

of

your own actions. The philosopher's stone.

(6) Post-slages.

Dia.

Grant it nie, 0 king; in you it besl lies; otherwise Conferrd by testament to the sequent issue,
a seducer flourishes, and a poor maid is undone. Hath it been ow'd and worn. This is his wife;

DIANA CAPULET. That ring's a thousand proofs.
King.

Methought, you said Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and toll him :' for this, I'll none of him.

You saw one here in court could witness il. King. The heavens have thought well on thee, so bad an instrument; his name's Parolles.

Dia. I did, my lord, but loath am to produce Lafeu, To bring forth this discovery.-Seek these suitors:

Laf. I saw the man to-day, if man he be. Go, speedily, and bring again the count.

King. Find him, and bring him hither. (Ereunt Gentleman, and some attendants. He's quoted for a most perfidious slave,

Ber.

What of him? I am aseard, the life of Helen, lady, Was foully snatch'd.

With all the spots o’the world tax'd and debosb'd. Count. Now, justice on the doers !

Whose nature sickens, but to speak a' truth:

Am I or that, or this, for what he'll utter,
Enter Bertram, guarded.

That will speak any thing?
King. I wonder, sir, since wives are monsters to King.

She hath that ring of yours you,

Ber. I think, she has : certain it is, I lik'd her And that you fly them as you swear them lordship, And boarded her i' the wanton way of youth: Yet you desire to marry.-What woman's that? She knew her distance, and did angle for me,

Madding my eagerness with her restraint, Re-enter Gentleman, with Widow and Diana.

As all impediments in fancy's' course Dia. I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine, Are motives of more fancy; and, in fine, Derived from the ancient Capulet;

Her insuit coming with her modern grace My suit, as I do understand, you know,

Subdued me to her rate: she got the ring, And therefore know how far I may be pitied. And I had that, which any inferior might

Wid. I am her mother, sir, whose age and honour At market-price have bought. Both suffer under this complaint we bring,

Dia.

I must be patient And both shall cease," without your remedy. You, that turn'd off a first so noble wife, King. Come hither, count. Do you know these May justly diet me.' I pray you yet, women ?

(Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband,) Ber. My lord, I neither can, nor will deny Send for your ring, I will return it home, But that I know them : Do they charge me further? And give me mine again. Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your wife?

Ber.

I have it not.
Ber. She's none of mine, my lord.

King What ring was yours, I pray you?
If you shall marry,
Dia.

Sir, much like
You give away this hand, and that is mine; The same upon your finger.
You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine; King. Know you this ring? this ring was his of
You give away myself, which is known mine;

late. For I by vow am so embodied yours,

Dia. And this was it I gave him, being a-bed. That she which marries you, must marry me,

King. The story then goes false, you threw it him Either both, or none.

Out of a casement. Laf. Your reputation (To Bertram.) comes too

Dia.

I have spoke the truth. short for my daughter, you are no husband for her. Ber. My lord, this is a fond and desperate crea

Enter Parolles. ture,

Ber. My lord, I do confess the ring was hers. Whom sometime I have laughed with ; let your King. You boggle shrewdly, every feather starts highness

you. Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour, Is this the man you speak of? Than for to think that I would sink it here.

Dia. Ay, my lord. King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill to King. Tell me, sirrah, but tell me true, I charge friend,

you, Till your deeds gain them: Fairer prove your Not fearing the displeasure of your master honour,

(Which, on your just proceeding, I'll keep oft,) Than in my thought it lies !

By him, and by this woman here, what know you? Dia.

Good my lord, Par. So please your majesty, my master hath Ask him upon his oath, if he does think

been an honourable gentleman; tricks he hath had He had not my virginity.

in him, which gentlemen have. King. What say'st thou to her ?

King. Come, come, to the purpose: Did he love Ber.

She's impudent, my lord; this woman? And was a common gamester to the camp." Par. 'Faith, sir, he did love her; But how?

Dia. He does me wrong, my lord; if I were so, King. How, I pray you? He might have bought me at a common price: Par. He did love her, sir, as a gentleman loves Do not believe him ; 0, behold this ring,

a woman. Whose high respect, and rich validity,

King. How is that? Did lack a parallel; yet, for all that,

Par. He loved her, sir, and loved her not. He gave it to a commoner o’ the camp,

King. As thou art a knave, and no knave:If I be one.

What an equivocal companion'' is this? Count. He blushes, and 'tis it :

Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's Of six preceding ancestors, that gem

command. (1) Pay toll for him. (2) Decease, die. (7) Love's.

(3) Gamester, when applied to a female, then (8) Her solicitation concurring with her appear. meant a common woman.

ance of being common. (4) Value. (5) Noted. (6) Debauched. (9) May justly make me fast. (10) Fellow.

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Laf. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes ?
orator.

Is't real, that I see?
Dia. Do you know, he promised me marriage ?

Hel.

No, my good lord;
Par. 'Faith, I know more than P'll speak.

'Tis but the shadow of a wife you see,
King. But wilt thou not speak all thou know'st? The name, and not the thing.
Par. Yes, so please your majesty; I did go be Ber.

Both, both; 0, pardon! tween them, as I said; but more than that, he loved Hel. O, my good lord, when I was like this maid, her.-for, indeed, he was mad for her, and talked of I found you wondrous kind. There is

your Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, and I know not And, look you, here's your letter ; This it says, whal: yet I was in that credit with them at that When from my finger you can get this ring, time, that I knew of their going to bed : and of And are by me with child, &c—This is done: other motions, as promising her marriage, and Will you be mine, now you are doubly won ? trings that would derive me ill will to speak of, Ber. If she, my liege, can make me know this therefore I will not speak what I know.

clearly, King. Thou hast spoken all already, unless thou I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly. cinst say they are married : But thou art too fine! Hel. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue, in thy evidence: therefore stand aside.

Deadly divorce step between me and you ! This ring, you say, was yours ?

0, my dear mother, do I see you living? Dia.

Ay, my good lord. Laf. Mine eyes smell onions, I shall weep anon: King, Where did you buy it? or who gave it you ? -Good Tom Drum, (To Parolles. lend me a Dia. It was not given me, nor I did not buy it. handkerchief: So, I thank thee; wait'on me home, King. Who lent it you?

I'll make sport with thee: Let thy courtesies alone,
Dia.

It was not lent me neither. they are scurvy ones.
King. Where did you find it then?

King. Let us from point to point this story know,
Dia.

I found it not. To make the even truth in pleasure flow:King. If it were yours by none of all these ways, If thou best yet a fresh uncropped flower, How could you give it himn ?

(To Diana. Dia.

I never gave it him. Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay ihy dower ; Laf. This woman's an easy glove, my lord; she For I can guess, that, by the honest aid, goes off and on at pleasure.

Thou kept'st a wise herself, thyself a maid.King. This ring was mine, I gave it his first wife. Of that, and all the progress, more and less, Dia. It might be yours, or hers, for aught I know. Resolvedly more leisure shall express : King. Take her away, I do not like her now: All yet seems well; and if it end so meet, To prison with her: and away with him. The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet. Unless thou tell'st me where thou hadst this ring,

(Flourish. Thou diest within this hour.

Advancing.
Dia.

I'll never tell you.
King. Take her away.

The king's a beggar, now the play is done :
Dia,

I'll put in bail, my liege. All is well-ended, if this suil be won,
King. I think thee now some common customer. That you erpress content ; which we will pay,
Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas you.

Wilh strife lo please you, day exceeding day: King. Wherefore hast thou accus’d him all this Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts ;' while ?

Your gentle hands lend us, and lake our hearts. Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty ;

(Exeunt. He knows, I am no maid, and he'll swear to't: I'll swear, I am a maid, and he knows not. Great king, I am no strumpet, by my life ; I am either maid, or else this old man's wife.

This play has many delightful scenes, thougu

(Poinling to Lafeu. not sufficiently probable; and some happy characKing. She does abuse our ears ; to prison with ters, though not new, nor produced by any deep her.

knowledge of human nature. Parolles is a boaster Dia. Good mother, fetch my bail.–Stay, royal and a coward, such as has always been the sport

[Erit Widow. of the stage, but perhaps never raised more laugh. The jeweller, that owess the ring, is sent for,

ter or contempt than in the hands of Shakspeare. And he shall surety me. But for this lord,

I cannot reconcile my heart to Bertram; a man Who hath abus'd me, as he knows himself,

noble without generosity, and young without Though yet he never harm'd me, here I quit him : truth; who marries Helen as a coward, and leaves He knows himself, my bed he hath defild;

her as a profligate : when she is dead by his unAnd al that time he got his wife with child :

kindness, sneaks home to a second marriage, is acDead though she be, she feels her young one kick; cused by a woman whom he has wronged, defends So there's my riddle, One, that's dead, is quick:

himself by falsehood, and is dismissed to happiness. And now behold the meaning.

The story of Bertram and Diana had been told

before of Mariana and Angelo, and, to confess the Re-enter Widow, with Helena. truth, scarcely merited to be heard a second time King. Is there no exorcist

JOHNSON (1) Too artful. (2) Common woman.

(5) i. e. Hear us without interruption, and takı (3) Owns. 141 Enchanter.

lour parts, that is, support and defend us.

sir;

TAMING OF THE SHREW.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

Sly.

PERSONS REPRESENTED

A Lord.

CHARACTERS IN THE INDUCTION. Christopher Sly, a drunken linker. Persons in Hostess, Page, Players, Huntsmen, the Induc- To the Original Play of the Taming of a Shrew, and other Servants attending on

tion. entered on the Stationers' books in 1594, and the Lord.

printed in quarto in 1607.

A Lord, &c.
Baptista, a rich gentleman of Padua.
Vincentio, an old gentleman of Pisa.

A Tapster.
Lucentio, son to Vincentio, in love with Bianca.
Petruchio, a gentleman of Verona, a suitor to

Page, Players, Huntsmen, &c.
Katharina.
Gremio,
Hortensio,

}suitors to Bianca.
Tranio,
Biondello,
servants to Lucentio.

Alphonsus, a merchant of Athens.

Jerobel, Duke of Cestus.
Grumio,
Curtis,
servants to Petruchio.

Aurelius, his son, 1 suitors to the daughters of Ar

Ferando, Pedant, an old fellow set up to personate Vincentio. Polidor,

phonsus.

Valeria, servant to Aurelius. Katharina, the Shrew, daughters to Baptista.

Sander, servant to Ferando. ,

Phylotus, a merchant who personates the Duke. Widow.

Kate,

Emelia, daughters to Alphonsus.
Tailor, Haberdasher, and Servants, altending on

Phylema,
Baptista and Petruchio.

Tailor, Haberdasher, and Servants to Ferando and

Alphonsus. Scene, sometimes in Padua, and sometimes in Pe- Scene, Athens ; and sometimes Ferando's Country truchio's House in the Country.

House,

}

INDUCTION.

Wind horns. Enter a Lord from hunting, with

Huntsmen and Servants. SCENE I.-Before an Alehouse on a Heath. Lord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my Enter Hostess and Sly.

hounds:

Brach' Merriman,-the poor cur is emboss'd, Sly.

And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd brach. I'LL pheese' you, in faith.

Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good

At the hedge corner, in the coldest fault ?
Host. A pair of stocks, you rogue !

I would not lose the dog for twenty pound.
Sly. Y'are a baggage; the Slies are no rogues :
Look in the chronicles, we came in with Richard He cried upon it at the merest loss,

1 Hun. Why, Belman is as good as he, my lord; Conqueror. Therefore, paucas pallabris ;2 let the And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent: world slide: Sessa !3

Trust me, I take him

for the better dog. Host. You will not pay for the glasses you have Lord. Thou art a fool; if Echo were as fleet, burst ?4

I would esteem him worth a dozen such. Sly. No, not a denier: Go by, says Jeronimy ;-— But sup them well, and look unto them all; Go to thy cold bed, and warm thee. 3

To-morrow I intend to hunt again. Host. I know my remedy, I must go fetch the 1 Hun. I will, my lord. thirdborough.

[Erit.

Lord. What's here? one dead, or drunk? See, Sly, Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll an doth he breathe ? swer him by law: I'll not budge an inch, boy; let

2 Han. He breathes, my lord: Were he not him come, and kindly.

warm'd with ale, (Lies down on the ground, and falls asleep. This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly,

Lord. O monstrous beast! how like a swine he (1) Beat or knock. (2) Few words.

lies! (3) Be quiet.

(4) Broke.

Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image! (5) This line and the scrap of Spanish is used in burlesque from an old play called Hieronymo, or (6) An officer whose authority equals a constable. the Spanish Tragedy.

(7) Bitch,

(8) Strained.

Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man. Wherein your coming can assist me much.
What think you, if he were convey'd to bed, There is a lord will hear you play to-night:
Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers, But I am doubtful of your modesties;
A most delicious banquet by his bed,

Lest, over-eying of his odd behaviour
And brave attendants near him when he wakes, (For yet his honour never heard a play,)
Would not the beggar then forget himself? You break into some merry passion,
| Hun. Believe me, lord, † think he cannot And so offend him; for I tell you, sirs,
choose.

If you should smile, he grows impatient. ? Hun. It would seem strange unto him when í Play. Fear not, my lord ; we can contain our he wak'

selves, Lord. Even as a flattering dream, or worthless Were he the veriest antic in the world. fancy.

Lord. Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery, Then take him up, and manage well the jest : And give them friendly welcome every one: Carry him gently to my fairest chamber, Let them want nothing that my house affords.And hang it round with all my wanton pictures :

(Exeunt Servant and Players. Balm his foul head with warm distilled waters,

Sirrah, go you to Bartholomew my page, And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet :

Ito a Servant. Procure me music ready when he wakes, To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound;

And see him dress'd in all suits like a lady: And if he chance to speak, be ready straight,

That done, conduct him to the drunkard's chamber, And, with a low submissive reverence,

And call him-madam, do him obeisance,

Tell him from me (as he will win my love,)
Say,—What is it your honour will command ?
Let one attend him with a silver bason,

He bear himself with honourable action,
Full of rose-water, and bestrew'd with flowers;

Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies Another bear the ewer,' the third a diaper,

Unto their lords, by them accomplished : And say, -Will't please your lordship cool your with soft low tongue, and lowly courtesy,

Such duty to the drunkard let him do, hands? Some one be ready with a costly suit,

And say,-What is't your honour will command, And ask him what apparel he will wear;

Wherein your lady, and your humble wife, Another tell him of his hounds and horse,

May show her duty, and make known her love ? And that his lady mourns at his disease :

And then-with kind embracements, tempting Persuade him, that he hath been lunatic;

kisses, And, when he says he is, say, that he dreams,

And with declining head into his bosom,

Bid him shed tears, as being overjoy'd
For he is nothing but a mighty lord.
This do, and do it kindly,' gentle sirs;

To see her noble lord restor'd to health,
It will be pastime passing excellent,

Who, for twice seven years, hath esteemed him If it be husbanded with modesty.4

No better than a poor and loathsome beggar: 1 Hun. My lord, I warrant you, we'll play our And if the boy have not a woman's gift,

To rain a shower of cominanded tears, part, As he shall think, by our true diligence,

An onion will do well for such a shis: He is no less than what we say he is.

Whicb in a napkin being close convey'd, Lord. Take him up gently, and to bed with him ; See this despatch'd with all the haste thou canst ,

Shall in despite enforce a watery eye. And each one to his office, when he wakes.

(Some bear out Sly. Alrumpet sounds. Anon I'll give thee more instructions. Sirrah, go see what trumpet'tis that sounds :

[Exil Servant. [Exit Servant. I know, the boy will well usurp the grace, Belike, some noble gentleman; that means, Voice, gait, and action of a gentlewoman: Travelling some journey, to repose him here. I long to hear him call the drunkard, husband;

And how my men will stay themselves from Re-enter a Servant.

laughter, How now ? who is it?

When they do homage to this simple peasant. Serv.

An it please your honour, I'll in to counsel them: haply, my presence
Players that offer service to your lordship. May well abate the over-merry spleen,
Lord. Bid them come near:-

Which otherwise would grow into extremes.

(Exeunt. Enter Players.

Now, fellows, you are welcome. SCE.VE II.-A Bedchamber in the Lord's house. 1 Play. We thank your honour.

Sly is discovered in a rich nightgown, with alLord. Do you intend to stay with me to-night ?

tendants ; some with apparel, others with base, 2 Play. So please your lordship to accept our

ewer, and other appurlenances. Enter Lord,

dressed like a Servant. duty. Lord. With all my heart.—This fellow I re Sly. For God's sake, a pot of small ale. member,

Serv. Will't please your lordship drink a cup Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son ;

of sack? Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman so well : 2 Sero. Will't please your honour taste of these I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part

conserves ? Was aptly fitted, and naturally perform’d.

3 Serv. What raiment will your honour wear to1 Play. I think, 'twas Soto that your honour day?

Sly. I am Christopher Sly; call not me-honour, Lord. 'Tis very true ;-thou didst it excellent.- nor fordship: I never drank sack in my life ; and Well, you are come to me in happy time; if you give me any const'rves, give me conserves The rather for I have some sport in hand, of beef: Ne'er ask me what raiment I'll wear; (1) Pitcher. (2) Napkin. (3) Naturally, (4) Moderation.

(5) Perhaps.

means.

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