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you there.

Bion. Why, no, sir.

Now sadder, that you come so unprovided. Bap. What then ?

Fie! doff this habít, shame to your estate, Bion. He is coming.

An eye-sore to our solemn festival. Bap. When will ho be here?

Tra. And tell us, what occasion of import Bion. When he stands where I am, and sees Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife,

And sent you hither so unlike yourself? Tra. But, say, what:-To thine old news. Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear :

Bion. Why, Petruchio is coming, in a new hat Sufficeth, I am come to keep my word, and an old jerkin; a pair of old breeches, thrice Though in some part enforced to digress : 5 turned ; a pair of boots that have been candle-cases, Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse one buckled, another laced; an old rusty sword As you shall well be satisfied withal. ta'en out of the town armoury, with a broken hilt, But, where is Kate? I stay too long from her ; and chapeless; with two broken points: His horse The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church. hipped with an old mothy saddle, the stirrups of no Tra. See not your bride in these unreverent kindred : besides, possessed with the glanders, and robes ; like to mose in the chine; troubled with the lampass, Go to my chamber, put on clothes of mine. infected with the fashions,' full of wind-galls, sped Pet. Not I, believe me; thus I'll visit her. with spavins, raied with the yellows, past cure or Bap. But thus, I trust, you will not marry her. the fives,? stark spoil'd with the staggers, begnawn Pei. Good sooth, even thus; therefore have done with the bots; swayed in the back, and shoulder

with words; shotten; ne'er-legged before, and with a hall- To me she's married, not unto my clothes : checked bit, and a head-stall' of sheep's leather : Could I repair what she will wear in me, which, being restrained to keep him from stum- As I can change these poor accoutrements, bling, hath been often burst, and now repaired with "Twere well for Kate, and better for myselí. knots: one girt six times pieced, and a woman's But what a fool am I, to chat with you, crupper of velure, · which hath two letters for her When I should bid good-morrow to my bride, name, fairly set down in studs, and here and there And seal the title with a lovely kiss ? pieced with packthread.

(Exeunt Petruchio, Grumio, and Biondello. Bap. Who comes with him ?

Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad attire : Bion. O, sir, his lackey, for all the world capa- We will persuade him, be it possible, risoned like the horse, with a linen stock on one To put on better ere he go to church. leg, and a kersey boot-hose on the other,

gartered Bap. I'll after him, and see the event of this. with a red and blue list: an old hal, and The hu

(Erit inour of forly fancies pricked in't for a feather: Tra. But, sir, to her love concerneth us to add a monster, a very monster in apparel; and not like Her father's liking : Which to bring to pass, a Christian footboy, or a gentleman's lackey.

As I before imparted to your worship, Tra. 'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this I am to get a man,-whate'er he be, fashion ;

It skillse not much: we'll fit him to our turn,Yet oftentimes he goes but mean apparell’d. And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa ; Bap. I am glad he is come, howsoe'er he And make assurance, here in Padua,

Of greater sums than I have promised. Bion. Why, sir, he comes not.

So shall you quietly enjoy your hope, Bap. Didst thou not say, he comes ?

And marry sweet Bianca with consent. Bion. Who? that Petruchio came ?

Luc. Were it not that my fellow schoolmaster Bap. Ay, that Petruchio came.

Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly, Bión. No, sir ; I say, his horse comes with him "Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage ; op his back.

Which once perform’d, let all the world say-no, Bap. Why, that's all one.

I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world. Biom. Nay, by Saint Jamy, I hold you a penny, Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into, A horse and a man is more than one, and yet not And watch our vantage in this business : many.

We'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio,

The narrow-prying father, Minola;
Enter Petruchio and Grumio.

The quaint' musician, amorous Licio; Pet. Come, where be these gallants ? who is at All for my master's sake, Lucentio.home?

Re-enter Gremio.
Bap. You are welcome, sir.
Pei.

And yet I come not well. Signior Gremio! came you from the church? Bap. And yet you halt not.

Gre, As willingly as e'er I came from school. Tra.

Not so well apparell’d Tra. And is the bride and bridegroom coming As I wish you were.

home? Pet. Were it better I should rush in thus. Gre. A bridegroom, say you ? 'tis a groom, inBut where is Kate? where is my lovely bride?

deed, How does my father ?-Gentles, methinks you A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find. frown:

Tra. Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible. And wherefore gaze this goodly company;

Gre. Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend. As if they saw some wondrous monument,

I'ra. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam. Some comet, or unusual prodigy ?

Gre. Tut? she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him. Bap. Why, sir, you know, this is your wedding. I'll tell you, sir Lucentio; When the priest day:

Should ask-if Katharine should be his wife, First were we sad, fearing you would not come; Ay, by gogs-wouns, quoth he; and swore so loud, (1) Farcy.

(3) Velvet, (4) Stocking. (2) Vives; a dislemper in horses little differing (3) i. e. To deviate from my promise. from the strangles.

(6) Matters.

17) Strange.

comes.

Kate;

That all amaz'd, the priest let fall the book: If she had not a spirit to resist.
And, as he stoop'd again to take it up,

Pet. They shall go forward, Kate, at thy com-
The mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff, mand :-
That down fell priest and book, and book and priest; Obey the bride, you that attend on her:
Nou take them up, quoth he, if any list.

Go to the feast, revel and domineer, Tra. What said the wench, when he arose again ? Carouse full measure to her maidenhead, Gre. Trembled and shook'; for why, he stamp'd, Be mad and merry, or go hang yourselves ; and swore,

But for my bonny Kate, she must with me. As if the vicar meant to cozen him.

Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret; But after many ceremonies done,

I will be master of what is mine own: He calls for wine :-A health, quoth he; as if She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house, He had been aboard carousing to his mates My household-stuff, my field, my barn, After a storm :-Quafi'd off the muscadel, My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing; And threw the sops all in the sexton's face ; And here she stands, touch her whoever dare; Having no other reason,

I'll bring my action on the proudest he But that his beard grew thin and hungerly,, That stops my way in Padua.--Grumio, And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drinking. Draw forth thy weapon, we're beset with thieves ; This done, he took the bride about the neck; Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man:And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous sınack, Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch thee, That, at the parting, all the church did echo. I, seeing this, came thence for very shame; I'll buckler thee against a million. And after me, I know, the rout is coming :

(Exeunt Petruchio, Katharine, and Grumio. Such a mad marriage never was before ;

Bap. Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones. Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play. (Music. Gre. Went they not quickly, I should die with

laughing Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Bianca, Baptista, Tra. Of all mad matches, never was the like! Hortensio, Grumio, and train.

Luc. Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister? Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for

Bian. That, being mad herself, she's madly

mated. your pains: I know, you think to dine with me to-day,

Gre. I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. And have prepar'd great store of wedding cheer;

Bap. Neighbours and friends, though bride and But so it is, my haste doth call me hence,

bridegroom wants And therefore here I mean to take my leave.

For to supply the places at the table, Bap. Is't possible, you will away to-night ?

You know, there wants no junkets at the feast ;Pei. I must away to-day, before night come :

Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's place; Make it no wonder; if you knew my business,

And let Bianca take her sister's room. You would entreat me rather go than stay.

Tra. Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it ? And, honest company, I thank you all,

Bap. She shall, Lucentio.-Come, gentlemen, That have beheld me give away myself

[Exeunt. To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife: Dine with my father, drink a health to me; For I must hence, and farewell to you all.

ACT IV. Tra. Let us entreat you stay till after dinner.

SCENE I.A hall in Petruchio's country hous, Pet. It may not be.

Enler Grumio. Gre.

Let me entreat you. Pet. It cannot be.

Gru. Fie, fie, on all tired jades! on all majd Kath.

Let me entreat you. masters! and all foul ways! Was ever man 90 Pet. I am content.

beaten ? was ever man so rayed ?was ever man Kath.

Are you content to stay? so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and they Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay; are coming after to warm them. Now, were not But yet not stay, entreat me how you can. I a little pot, and soon hot, my very lips might Kath. Now, if you love me, stay.

freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my Pet.

Grumio, my horses. mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I should come by Gru. Ay, sir, they be ready; the oats have a fire to thaw me:-But I, with blowing the fire, eaten the horses.

shall warm myself; for, considering the weather, Kath. Nay, then,

a taller man than 'I will take cold.-Holla, hoa! Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day; Curtis ! No, nor lo-morrow, nor till I please my self.

Enter Curtis.
The door is open, sír, there lies your way.
You may be jogging, whiles your boots are green ;

Curl. Who is that, calls so coldly?
For me, I'll not be gone, till I please myself':-

Gru. A piece of ice: If thou doubt it, thou 'Tis like, you'll prove a jolly surly groom,

may'st slide from my shoulder to my heel, with no That take it on you at the first so roundly. greater a run but my head and my neck. A fire, Pel. 0, Kate, content thee; pr’ythee, be not good Curtis.

Curt. Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio? angry. Kath. I will be angry; What hast thou to do ?

Gru. O, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, fire ; Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure.

cast on no water. Gre, Ay, marry, sir: now it begins to work.

Curt. Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported ? Kath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner : Gru. She was, good Curtis, before this frost: I see a woman may be made a fool,

but, thou know'st, winter tames man, woman, and

beast; for it hath tamed my old master, and my (1) It was the custom for the company present new mistress, and myself, fellow Curtis. to drink wine immediately after the marriageceremony.

(2) Delicacies. (3) Bewrayed, di:ty.

let's go.

Curt. Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast. Gru. Call them forth.

Gru. Am I but three inches ? why, thy horn is Curt. Do you hear, ho? you must meet my a foot; and so long am I, at the least. But wilt master, to countenance my mistress. thou make a fire, or shall I complain on thee to our Gru. Why, she hath a face of her own. mistress, whose hand (she being now at hand) thou Curt. Who knows not that ? shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow Gru. Thou, it seems; that callest for company in thy hot office.

to countenance her. Curt. I pr’ythee, good Grumio, tell me, How Curt. I call them forth to credit her. goes the worlá?

Gru. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them. Gru. A cold world, Curtis, in every office but

Enter several Servants. thine ; and, therefore, fire: Do thy duty, and have thy duty; for my master and mistress are almost Nath. Welcome home, Grumio. frozen to death.

Phil. How now, Grumio ? Curl. There's fire ready; And therefore, good Jos. What, Grumio! Grumio, the news?

Nich. Fellow Grumio! Gru. Why, Jack boy! ho boy! and as much Nath. How now, old lad? news as thou wilt.

Gru. Welcome, you ;-how now, you ;-what, Curt. Come, you are so full of conycatching :- you ;-fellow, you; and thus much for greeting

Gru. Why, therefore, fire ; for I have caught ex- Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, and all treme cold." Where's the cook? is supper ready, things neat? the house trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept Nath. All things is ready: How near is our the serving-men in their new fustian, their white master ? stockings, and every ollicer his wedding-garment Gru. E'en at hand, alighted by this ; and thereun ? Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without, fore be not, --Cock's passion, silence ! - I hear the carpets laid, and every thing in order ?

my master. Curt. All ready; And therefore, I pray thee,

Enler Petruchio and Katharina. news?

Gru. First, know, my horse is tired; my master Pel. Where be these knaves ? What, no man at and mistress fallen out.

door, Curt. How?

To hold my stirrup, nor to take my horse ? Gru. Out of their saddles into the dirt; And Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip? thereby hangs a tale.

AU Serv. Here, here, sir; here, sir. Curi. Let's ha't, good Grumio.

Pel. Here, sir ! here, sır ! here, sir! here, sir ! Gru. Lend thine ear.

You logger-headed and unpolish'd grooms! Curt. Here.

What, no attendance? no regard ? no duty ?Gru. There.

(Striking him. Where is the foolish knave I sent before ? Curt. This is to feel a tale, not to hear a tale. Gru. Here, sir ; as foolish as I was before.

Gru. And therefore 'tis called, a sensible tale : Pel. You peasant swain! you whoreson maltand this cuff was but to knock at your ear, and be

horse drudge' seech listening. Now I begin : Imprimis, we came Did I not bid thee meet me in the park, down a foul hill, my mastsr riding behind my mis- And bring along these rascal knaves with thee? tress:

Gru. Nathaniel's coat, sir, was not fully made, Curt. Both on one horse?

And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i'the heel; Gru, What's that to thee?

There was no link to colour Peter's hat, Curt. Why, a horse.

And Walter's dagger was not come from sheathing: Gru. Tell thou the tale :—But hadst thou not There were none fine, but Adam, Ralph, and Grecrossed me, thou shouldst have heard how her horse

gory; fell, and she under her horse; thou should'st have The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly; heard, in how miry a place: how she was bemoil. Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you. ed;' how he left her with the horse upon her; how

Pet. Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.he beat me because her horse stumbled; how she

[Exeunt some of the Servants. waded through the dirt to pluck him off 'me; how Where is the life that late I led (Sings. he swore; how she prayed-that never prayed be- Where are those---Sit down, Kate, and welcome. fore; how I cried ; how the horses ran away; how Soud, soud, soud, soud !5 her bridle was burst;' how I lost my crupper ;

Re-enter Servants, with supper. with many things of worthy memory; which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return unexperienced Why, when, I say?-Nay, good sweet Kate, be to thy grave.

merry. Curt. By this reckoning, he is more shrew than Off with my boots, you rogues, you villains; When? she.

It was the friar of orders grey, (Sings. Gru. Ay; and that, thou and the proudest of As he forth walked on his way: you all shall find, when he comes home. But what Out, out, you rogue! you pluck my foot awry: talk I of this ?-call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nich- Take that, and mend the plucking off the other.olas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and the rest; let

(Strikes him. their heads be sleekly combed, their blue coats Be merry, Kate :-Some water, here ; what, ho!brushed, and their garters of an indifferent knit: Where's my spaniel Troilus ?-Sirrah, get you let them curtsey with their left legs; and not pre

hence, sume to touch a hair of my master's horse-tail, till And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither:they kiss their hands. Are they all ready ?

(Exil Servant. Curt. They are.

One, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acquainted

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I pray,

Where are my slippers ?-Shall I have some water? This is the way to kill a wife with kindness ;

(A bason is presented to him. And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong huCome, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily :

[Servant lets the ewer fall. He that knows better how to tame a shrew, You whoreson villain! will you let it fall? Now let him speak; 'tis charity to show. (Exit.

(Strikes him. Kalh. Patience, I pray you ; 'twas a fault un- SCENE II.–Padua. Before Baptista's house. willing.

Enter Tranio and Hortensio.
Pet. A whoreson, beetle-headed, flap-ear'd knave! Tra. Is't possible, friend Licio, that Bianca
Come, Kate, sit down; I know you have a stomach. Doth fancy any other but Lucentio ?
Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else shall I ?- I tell you, sir, she bears me fair in hand.
Whal is this? mutton ?

Hor. Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said,
I Serr.
Ay.

Stand by, and mark the manner of his teaching,
Pet.
Who brought it ?

[They stand aside. 1 Serv.

I.

Enter Bianca and Lucentio. Pet. 'Tis burnt; and so is all the meat: What dogs are these ?-Where is the rascal cook ? Luc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you read? How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser, Bian. What, master, read you ? first resolve me And serve it thus to me that love it not?

that. There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all : Luc. I read that I profess, the art to love.

[Throws the meat, g-c. about the stage. Bian. And may you prove, sir, master of your You heedless joltheads, and unmanner'd slaves ?

art! What do you grumble? I'll be with you straight. Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of Kath. I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet;

[They retire. The meat was well, if you were so contented. Hor. Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, Pet. I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried away;

You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca And I expressly am forbid to touch it,

Lov'd none in the world so well as Lucentio. For it engenders choler, planteth anger;

Tra. O despiteful love! unconstant woman ind better 'twere, that both of us did fast,

kind! -
Since, of ourselves, ourselves are choleric, I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful.
Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh.

Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio,
Be patient; to-morrow it shall be mended, Nor a musician, as I seem to be ;,
And, for this night, we'll fast for company: But one that scorn to live in this disguise,
Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber. For such a one as leaves a gentleman,

(Ereunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Curtis. And makes a god of such a cullion : 5
Nath. (Advancing.] Peter, didst ever see the Know, sir, that I am call'd-Hortensio.
like?

Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard Peter. He kills her in her own humour. of your entire afiection to Bianca;

And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness,
Re-enter Curtis.

I will with you,-if you be so contented, -
Gru. Where is he?

Forswear Bianca and her love for ever.
Curt. In her chamber,

Hor. See, how they kiss and court! -Signior Making a sermon of continency to her:

Lucentio, And rails, and swears, and rates; that she, poor soul, Here is my hand, and here firmly vowKnows not which way to stand, to look, to speak; Never to woo her more ; but do forswear her, And sits as one new-risen from a dream.

As one unworthy all the former favours Away, a way! for he is coming hither. [Exeunt. That I have fondly flatter'd her withal.

Tra. And here I take the like unseigned oath,Re-enter Petruchio.

Ne'er to marry with her though she would entreat: Pet. Thus have 1 politicly begun my reign, Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him. And 'tis my hope to end successfully:

Hor. 'Would, all the world, but he, had quite Niy falcon now is sharp, and passing empty;

fors worn! And till she stoop, she must not be full-gorg'd, For me,-that I may surely keep mine oath, For then she never looks upon her lure."

I will be married to a wealthy widow, Another way I have to man my haggard, Ere three days pass; which hath as long lov'd me, To make her come, and know her keeper's call, As I have lov'd this proud disdainful haggard : That is,-to watch' her, as we watch these kites, And so farewell, signior Lucentio.That bate, and beat, and will not be obedient. Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, She eat no meat to-day, nor none shall eat; Shall win my love :-and so I take my leave, Last night she slept not, nor to-night she shall not; In resolution as I swore before. As with the meat, some undeserved fault

(Exit Hortensio.-Luc. and Bian. advance. I'll find about the making of the bed;

Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace And here I'll Aling the pillow, there the bolster, As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case ! This way the coverlet, another way the sheets :- Nay, I have ta’en you napping, gentle love ; Ay, and amid this hurly, I intend,

And have forsworn you, with Hortensio. That all is done in reverent care of her ;

Biun. Tranio, you jest; But have you both forAnd, in conclusion, she shall watch all night ;

sworn me? And, if she chance to nod, I'll rail, and brawl, Tra. Mistress, we have. And with the clamour keep her still awake.

Luc.

Then we are rid of Licio

Tra. l'faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, (1) A thing stuffed to look like the game which the hawk was to pursile.

(3) Flutter. (4) Pretend. 1°) To tame my wild hawk.

(5) Despicable fellow.

That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day. Ped. O, sir, I do; and will repute you ever Bian. God give him joy!

The patron of my life and liberty. Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her.

Tra. Then go with me, to make the matter goud. Bian.

He says so, Tranio. This, by the way, I let you understand ;Tra. 'Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school. My father is here look'd for every day, Bian. The taming-school! what, is there such To pass assurance of a dower in marriage a place?

'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here: Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master ; In all these circumstances I'll instruct you : That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long, Go with me, sir, to clothe you as becomes you. To tame a shrew, and charm her chattering tongue.

[Exeunt. Enter Biondello running.

SCENE III.-A room in Petruchio's house.

Enter Katharina and Grumio.
Bion. O master, master, I have watch'd so long,
That I'm dog-weary; but at last I spied

Gru. No, no; forsooth ; I dare not, for my life. An ancient angel' coming down the hill,

Kath. The more my wrong, the more his spite Will serve the turn.

appears : Tra.

What is he, Biondello? What, did he marry me to famish me?
Bion. Master, a mercatanté, or a pedant, a Beggars, that come unto my father's door,
I know not what; but formal in apparel, Upon entreaty, have a present alms;
In gait and countenance surely like a father. If not, elsewhere they meet with charity:
Luc. And what of him, Tranio ?

But 1,—who never knew how to entreatTra. If he be credulous, and trust my tale, Am starv'd for meat, giddy for lack of sleep; I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio;

With oaths kept waking, and with brawling fed : And give assurance to Baptista Minola,

And that which spites me more than all these wants, As if he were the right Vincentio.

He does it under name of perfect love; Take in your love, and then let me alone. As who should say,- If I should sleep, or eat,

(Exeunt Lucentio and Bianca. 'Twere deadly sickness, or else present death. Enter a Pedant.

! pr’ythee go, and get me some repast;

i care not what, so it be wholesome food. Ped. God save you, sir !

Gru. What say you to a neat's foot ?
Tra, And you, sir ! you are welcome. Kath. 'Tis passing good ; I pr’ythee let me
Travel you far on, or are you at the furthest ?

have it.
Ped. Sir, at the furthest for a week or two: Gru. I fear it is too choleric a meat:-
But then up further, and as far as Rome; How say you to a fat tripe, finely broil'd ?
And so to Tripoly, if God lend me life.

Kath. I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me. Tra. What countryman, I pray ?

Gru. I cannot tell; 'I fear 'tis choleric. Ped.

Or Mantua. What say you to a piece of beef, and mustard ? Tra. Of Mantua, sir ?—marry, God forbid ! Kath. A dish that I do love to feed upon. And come to Padua, careless of your life?

Gru. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little. Ped. My life, sir! how, I pray? for that goes hard. Kath. Why, then the beef, and let the mustard Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua

rest. To come to Padua; Know you not the cause ? Gru. Nay, then I will not; you shall have the Your ships are staid at Venice; and the duke

mustard, (For private quarrel 'trixt your duke and him,) Or else you get no beef of Grumio. Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly:

Kath. Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt. 'Tis marvel; but that you're but newly come, Gru. Why, then the mustard without the beef. You might have heard it else proclaim'd about. Kath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding Ped. Alas, sir, it is worse for me than so;

slave,

[Beats him. For I have bills for money by exchange

That seed'st me with the very name of meat: From Florence, and must here deliver them. Sorrow on thee, and all the pack of you, Tra. Well, sir, to do you courtesy,

That triumph thus upon my misery!
This will I do, and this will I advise you ; Go get thee gone, I say.
First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa ? .
Ped. Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been;

Enter Petruchio with a dish of meat ; and HorPisa, renowned for grave citizens.

tensio. Tra. Among them, know you one Vincentio : Pel. How fares my Kate ? What, sweeting, all Ped. I know him not, but I have heard of him ;

amort?' A merchant of incomparable wealth.

Hor. Mistress, what cheer? Tra. He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say, Kath.

'Faith, as cold as can be. In countenance somewhat doth resemble you. Pel. Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully upon

Bion. As much as an apple doth an oyster, and all one.

(Aside. Here, love ; thou see'st how diligent I am, Tra. To save your life in this extremity, To dress thy meat myself, and bring it thee : This favour will'I do you for his sake;

[Sets the dish on a table. And think it not the worst of all your fortunes, I am sure, sweet Kate, this

kindness merits thanks. That your are like to sir Vincentío.

What, not a word? Nay, then, thou lov'st it not; His name and credit shall you undertake, And all my pains is sorted to no proof:-And in my house you shall be friendly lodg'd ; Here, take away this dish. Look, that you take upon you as you should;' Kath.

"Pray you, let it stand, You understand me, sir ;-50 shall you stay Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks ; Till you have done your business in the city: And so shall mine, before you touch the meat. If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it.

Kath. I thank you, sir. (1) Messenger. (2) A merchant or a schoolmaster. (3) Dispirited ; a gallicism.

me.

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