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My name is call?d-Vincentio; my dwelling--Pisa;
Pet. What is his name?
Lucentio, gentle sir!
Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure,
Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is.
Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; For our first merrimeirt hath made thee jealous.
[Ere. Pet. Kath. and Vin. Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. Have to my widow; and if she be forward, Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward.
bid the priest be ready to come against you come with your appendis.
[Exit. Lur. I may, and will, if she be so contented: She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt? Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her; It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. [E rit. SCENE V.- A public Rond. Enter Petruchio, Kath
arina, and Hortensio. Pete Come on, o'Gol's name; once more toward
our father's. Gorul lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon !
Karin. The moon! the sun; it is not moonlight now.
Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself,
Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come so far,
I know it is.
Kath. Then, Gol be bless’d, it is the blessed sun :-
Her. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won.
Enter Vincentio, in a travelling dress. Good-morrow, gentle mistress : Where away?
(T. Vincentio. -Tell me, sweet Kate, and toll me truly too, Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman? Such war of white and red within her cheeks! What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty, As those two eyes become that heavenly face? -Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee: -Svext Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake. Hor. 'A will make the inan mad, to make a woman
of him. Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and
Pet. Why, low now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad:
Keth. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, That have been so bedazzled with the sun, That every thing I look on seemeth green: Now I perceive, thou art a reverend father; Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking. Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and, withal, make
known Whieh way thou travellest: if along with us, We shall be joyful of thy company.
Fin Fair sir, -and you, my merry mistress,That with your strange encounter much amaz’d me ;
SCENE I.-Padua. Before Lucentio's House. En
ter on one side Biondello, Lucentio, and Dianca ; Gremio walking on the other side.
Biondello. SOFTLY and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready.
Lw. I Ay, Biondello; but they may chance to need thee at home, therefore leave us.
Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o'your back ; and then come back to my master as soon as I can.
[Exeunt Luc. Bian, and Biondello. Gre. I marvel, Cambio comes not all this while. Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Vincentio, and Attendants
Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house, My father's lxcars more toward the market-place; Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir.
Vin. You shall not choose but drink before you go; I think, I shall command your welcome here, And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward. [Knocks.
Gre. They're busy within, you were best knock louder.
Enter Pedant above, at a window. Ped. What's hc, that knocks as he would beat down the gate ?
Vin. Is signior Lucentio within, sir?
Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal ?
Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself ; he shall need none, so long as I live.
Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was beloved in Padua.-Do you hear, sir? to leave frivolous circumstanees-I pray you, tell signior Lucencio, that his father is come froin Pisa, and is here at the door to speak with him.
Ped. Thou liest ; his father is come from Pisa, and here looking ont at the window.
Til Art thou his father?
Ped. Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe Ped. Swear, if thou darest. her.
Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. Pet. Why, how now, gentleman! [T. Vincentio.] Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Lwhy, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another centio. man's name.
Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucentio. Ped. Lay hands on the villain ; I believe, 'a means Bap. Away with the dotard ; to the gaol with him. to cozen somebody in this city under my countenance. Vin. Thus strangers may be haled and abusd :Re-enter Biondello.
O monstrous villain! Bion. I have seen them in the church together; God Re-enter Biondello, with Lucentio and Bianca. send 'em good shipping !-But who is here ? mine old Bion. 0, we are spoiled, and-Yonder he is; deny master, Vincentio? now we are undone, and brought him, forswear hin, or else we are all undone. to nothing.
Luc. Pardon, sweet father.
[K'nerling Vin. Come hither, crack-bernp. [Sering Biondello. Vin. Lives my sweetest son? Bion. I hope, I may choose, sir.
[Bion. Tra. and Pedant run out. Vin. Come hither, you rogue; What, have you for Bian. Pardon, dear father.
[Kneeling. got me?
How hast thou offendeu? Bion. Forgot you? no, sir: I could not forget you, Where is Lucentio? for I never saw you before in all my life.
Here's Lucentio, Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst thou never Right son unto the right Vincentio ; see thy master's father, Vincentio?
That have by marriage made thy daughter mine, Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master? yes,
While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne. marry, sir; see where he looks out of the window. Gre. Here's packing, with a witness, to deceive us l'in. Ist so, indeed?
all! Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman will mur Vin. Where is that damned villain. Tranio, der me !
That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so? Ped. Help, son! help, signior Baptista!
Bap. Why, tell me, is not this ruy Cambio? [E.rit from the window. Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio. Pet. Priythee, Kate, let's stand aside, and see the Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love end of this controversy.
[They retire. Made me exchange my state with Tranio,
While he did bear my countenance in the town; Re-enter Pedant below; Baptista, Tranio, and Ser.
And happily I have arriv'd at last
Unto the wished haven of my bliss :-
Vin. What am I, sir? way, what are you, sir?-0 Then pardon him, sweet lather, for my sake. immortal gods! O fine villain! A silken doubiet! a
Vin. I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent velvet hose! a scarle: cloak! and a copatain bat!-0, me to the gaol. I ain undone! I an undone! while I play the good!
Bap. But do you hear, sir? [TO Luc.] Have you. husband at home, my son and my servant spend all at married my daughter without asking my good-will? the university.
Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to : Tra. How now! what's the inatter?
But I will in, to be revenged for this villany. (Exit. Bap. What is the man lunatie?
Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. Tra. Sir, you seem a soler ancient gentleman by Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not Four babit, but your words shew you a madman :
[Excunt Luc. and Biati. Why, sir, what concerns it you, if I wear pearl and
Gre. My cake is dough: But I'll in among the rest ; gold ? I thank my good father, I am able to maintain
Out of hope of all,—but my share of the feast. (Exil.
Petruchio and Katharina advance. Vin. Thy father?-0, villain! he is a sail-maker in
Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this Bergano.
ado. Baps. You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir : Pray, what
Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. do you think is his name?
Kath. What, in the midst of the street ? Vin. His paine? as if I knew not his name: I have
Pct. What, art thou ashamed of me? brought him up ever since he was three years old, and
Kath. No, sir; God forbid :-but ashameil to kiss, his name is-Tranio. Ped. Away, away, mad ass ! his name is Lucentio ;
Pet. Why, then let's home again :-Come, sirtak, and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands of me,
Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee, signior Vincentio.
love, stay. l'ini. Lucentio ! o, he hath murdered his master !
Pet. Is not this well ?-Come, my sweet Kate; Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the duke's name:
Better once than never, for never too late. (Exeunt. O, my son, my son !-tell me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio ?
SCENE II.- A Room in Lucentio's House. A BanTra. Call forth an officer: [Enter one with an Offl quet set out. Enter Baptista, Vincentio, Gremio, the cer.] carry this mad knave to the gaol:-Father Bap Pedant, Lucentio, Bianca, Petruchio, Katharina, tista, I charge you see,
Hortensio, and Widow. Tranio, Biondello, Grumio, Vin. Carry me to the gaol !
anu others, attending. Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison.
Luc. At last, though long, our jarring potes agrees Bap). Talk not, signior Gremio ; I say, he shall go And time it is, when raging war is done, to prison.
To smule at 'scapes and perils overblown. Gre, Take hecd, signior Baptista, lest you be coney-, My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome, entered in sus business; I dare swear, this is the right while I with self-same kindness welcone thine :Vincenu.
Brother Petruchio,-sister Katharina,–
Bion. I go.
And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow,-
[They sit at table.
Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns-round.
Mistress, how mean you that ?
Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a shrew,
Right, I mean you.
[Drinks to Hortensio.
Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you?
Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to shift my busb,
[Exeunt Bianca, Katharina, and Widow.
Tra. 0, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his greyhound,
Pe. 'A has a little galled me, I confess ;
Bap Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio,
Pe. Well, I say-o: and therefore, for assurance,
To come at first when he doth send for her,
Hor. Content:-What is the wager?
Luc. A hundred then.
A match ; 'tis done.
That will I.-Go,
Sir, my mistress sends you word
Pet. How ! she is busy, and she cannot come!
Ay, and a kind one too:
Pet. I hope, better.
Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my wife To come to me forthwith.
[Exit Biondello Pet,
O, ho! entreat her!
I am afraid, sir,
Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in land;
Pet. Worse and worse; she will not come ! O vile,
Hor. I know her answer.
She will not come.
Pet. Go, fetch them hither; if they deny to come,
Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet life,
Bap. Now fair befal thee, good Petruchio!
Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet;
Re-enter Katharina, with Bianca and Hidou.
Katharine, that eap of yours becomes you not ; Even such, a woman oweth to her husband:
And, when she's froward, peevish, suilen, sour,
And graceless traitor to her loving lord?Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this? I am asham’d, that women are so simple
Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish 100: To offer war, where they should kneel for peace; The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca,
Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time. When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty. Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth, Pet. Katharine, 1 charge thee, tell these headstrong || Unapt to toil and trouble in the world;
But that our soft conditions and our hearts, What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. Should well agree with our external parts? Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have Come, come, you froward and unable worms! no telling:
My mind hath been as big as one of yours, Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her. My heart as great; my reason, haply, more, Wid, She shall not.
To bandy word for word, and frown for frown: Pet. I say, she shall;--and first begin with her. But now, I see our lances are but straws ; Kath. Fie! fie! unknit that threat'ning unkind Our strength as weak, our weakness past comparebrow;
That seeming to be most, which we least are. And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot ; To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor:
And place your hands below your husband's foot: It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads;
In token of which duty, if he please, Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair buds ; My hand is ready, may it do hiin case. And in no sense, is meet or amiable.
Pet. Why, there's a wench !-Comt on,
and kiss me, A woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled,
Kate. Muddy, iH-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty;
Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt hat. And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward. Will deign to sip, or touch one drop of it.
Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are frowarł. Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to-bed:-
'Twas 1 won the wager, though you hit the white;
[Exeunt Petruchio and Katharina. And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast camd a cunst But love, hair looks, and true obedience ;
shrew. Too little payment for so great a debt.
Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be can' Such duty as the subject owes the prince,
TWELFTH-NIGHT: OR, WHAT YOU WILL.
And lasting, in her sad remembrance.
Duke. O, she, that hath a heart of that fine frame, SCENE I.-An Apartment in the Duke's Palace.
To pay this debt of love but to a brother,
How will she love, when the rich golden shaft;
Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else
That live in her! when liver, brain, and heart,
These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and filled, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting,
(Her sweet perfections,) with one self king ! The appetite may sicken, and so die.
Away before me to sweet beds of flowers; "That strain again ;-it had a dying fall :
Love-thoughts lie rich, when canopied with bowers, O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,
[Exeunts: That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour.-Enough ; no more ; SCENE II.-The Sea-coast. Enter Viola, Captain, 'Tis not so sweet now, as it was before.
Vio. What country, friends, is this?
Illyria, lady Repriveth as the sea, nouglat enters there,
Vio. And what should I do in Dlyria? Of what validity and piteb soever,
My brother he is in Elysium. | Bat falls into abatement and low price,
Perchance, he is not drown'd:-What think you, sailors? Eren in a minute! so full of shapes is fancy, That it alone is high-fantastical.
Cap. It is percbance, that you yourself were saved
Pio. O my poor brother! and so, perchance, may Cur. Will you go huat, my lord ?
he be. Dake.
What, Curio ?
Cap. True, madam : and, to comfort you with The bart.
chance, Duke. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:
Așsure yourself, after our ship did split, 0, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
When you, and that poor number saved with you, Methought, she purg'd the air of pestilence; That instant was I turn'd into a hart;
Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother, And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
Most provident in peril, bind himself E’er since pursue me--How now? what news from (Courage and hope both teaching him the practice)
To a strong mast, that lived upon the sea;
Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back,
I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves,
For saying so, there's gold : The elerpent itself, till seven years beat,
Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope, Shall not behold her face at ample yiew;
Whereto thy speech serves for authority, But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk,
The like of him. Know'st thou this country? And water onee a day her chamber round
Cap. Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and born, With eye-offending brine: all this, to season
Not three hours' travel from this very place, A brother's dead love, which site would keep fresh,
Vio. Who govern's bere?