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I have no more doublets than backs, no more stock. And not a tinker, nor Christophero Sly.ings than legs, nor no more shoes than feet; nay, Well, bring our lady hither to our sight; sometimes, more feet than shoes, or such shoes as And once again, a pot o' the smallest ale. my toes look through the overleather.
2 Sero. Will'í please your mightiness to wash Lord. Heaven cease this idle humour in your
your hands? honour!
(Serrants present an ever, bason, and napkin. O, that a mighty man, of such descent,
O, how we joy to see your wit restor'd ! of such possessions, and so high esteem, O, that once more you knew but what you are! Should be infused with so foul a spirit!
These fifteen years you have been in a dream; Sly. What, would you make me mad? Am not Or, when you wak’d, so wak'd as if you slept. I Christopher Sly, old Sly's son of Burton-heath; Sly. These fifteen years! by my say, ? a goodly by birth a pedler, by education a card-maker, by
nap. transmutation a bear-herd, and now by present But did I never speak of all that time? profession a tinker? Ask Marian Hacket, the fat 1 Serv. O, yes, my lord; but very idle words :ale wise of Wincot, if she know me not: if she say For though you lay here in this goodly chamber, I am not fourteen pence on the score for sheer ale, Yet would you say, ye were beaten out of door; crore me up for the lyingest knave in Christendom. And rail upon the hostess of the house; What, I am not bestraught:' Here's
And say, you would present her at the leet," I Sero. O, this it is that makes your lady mourn. Because she brought sione jugs and no seal'd quarts 2 Serv. O, this it is that makes your servants Sometimes you would call out for Cicely Hacket. droop.
Slu. Ay, the woman's maid of the house. Lord. Hence comes it that your kindred shun 3 Šerv. Why, sir, you know no house, nor no your house,
such maid ; As beaten hence by your strange lunacy.
Nor no such men, as you have reckon'd up,0, noble lord, bethink thee of thy birth;
As Stephen Sly, and old John Naps of Greece, Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment, And Peter Turf, and Henry Pimpernell; And banish hence these abject lowly dreams : And twenty more such names and men as these, Look how thy servants do attend on thee, Which never were, nor no man ever saw. Each in his office ready at thy beck.
Sly. Now, Lord be thanked for my good amends! Wilt thou have music 1 hark! Apollo plays,
(Music. Sly. I thank thee; thou shalt not lose by it. And twenty caged nightingales do sing :
Enter the Page, as a lady, with attendants. Or wilt thou sleep? we'll have thee to a couch, Page. How fares my noble lord ? Soster and sweeter than the lustful bed
Sly. Marry, I fare well; for here is cheer enough. On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis.
Where is my wise ? Say, thou wilt walk; we will bestrew the ground: Page. Here, noblelord; What is thy will with her? Or wilt thou ride ? thy horses shall be trapp'd, Sly. Are you my wife, and will not call meTheir harness studded all with gold and pearl.
husband ? Dost thou love hawking? thou hast hawks will soar My men should call me-lord; I am your goodman. Above the morning lark: Or wilt thou hunt? Page. My husband and my lord, my lord and Thy hounds shall inake the welkin answer them,
husband; And fetch shrill echoes from the hollow earth. I am your wife in all obedience, I Serv. Say, thou wilt course; thy greyhounds Sly. I know it well :-What must I call her? are as swift
Lord. Madam. As breathed stags, ay, fleeter than the roe.
Al'ce madam, or Joan madam? 2 Serv. Dost thou love pictures ? we will fetch Lord. Madam, and nothing else; so lords call thee straight
ladies. Adonis, painted by a running brook :
Sly. Madam wife, they say that I have dream'd, And Cytherea all in sedges hid ;
and slept Which seem to move and wanton with her breath, Above some fisieen year and more. Even as the waving sedges play with wind. Page. Ay, and the time seems thirty unto me:
Lord. We'll show thee Io, as she was a maid ; Being all this time abanlon'd from your bed. And how she was beguiled and surpris'd,
Sly. 'Tis much ;--Servants, leave me and her As lively painted as the deed was done.
alone. 3 Serv.'Or Daphne, roaming through a thorny Madam, undress you, and come now to bed. wood;
Page. Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of you,
Or, if not so, until the sun be set :
Lord. Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord: In peril to incur your former malady,
That I should yei absent me from your bed: Than any woman in this waning age.
I hope, this reason stands for my excuse. I Serv. And, till the tears that she hath shed for Sly. Ay, it stands so, that I may hardly larry so thee,
long. But I would be loath to fall into my dreams
Enter a Servant,
Serv. Your honour's players, hearing your I smell swcet savours, and I feel sos things :
amendment, Upon my life, I am a lord, indeed;
Are come to play a pleasant comedy,
For so your doctors hold it very meet; (1) Distracted. (2) Faith. (3) Court-leet. Seeing too much sadness hath congeald your blood,
And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy, Enter Baptista, Katharina, Bianca, Gremio, and
bars a thousand harms, and lengthens' life.. Bar. Gentlemen, importune me no further,
That is,-not to bestow my youngest daughter, trick? Page. No, my good lord; it is more pleasing Because I know you well, and love you well,
If either of you both love Katharina, stuff.
Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure. Sly. What, household stuff ? Page. It is a kind of history.
Gre. To cart her rather: She's too rough for me : by my side, and let the world slip; we shall
ne'er To make a stale of me amongst these mates ? Sly. Well, we'll see't: Come, madam wife, sit There, there, Hortensio, will you any wife ?
Kath. I pray you, sir, [To Bap.) is it your wila be younger.
(They sit down.
Hor. Mates, maid ! how mean you that ? Do
mates for you,
Kath. I'faith, sir, you shall never need to fear;
I wis, it is not half way to her heart :
To comb your noddle with a three-legg'd stool, SCENE 1.-Padua. A Public Place. Enter And paint your face, and use you like a fool. Lucentio and Tranio.
Hor. From all such devils, good Lord, deliver us!
Gre. And me too, good Lord ! Luc. Tranio, since-for the great desire I had Tra. Hush, master! here is some good pastime To see fair Padua, nursery of arts,
toward ; I am arriv'd for fruitful Lombardy,
That wench is stark mad, or wonderful froward. The pleasant garden of great Italy;
Luc. But in the other's silence I do see And, by my father's love and leave, am arm'd Maids' mild behaviour and sobriety. With his good will, and thy good company,
Peace, Tranio. Most trusty servant, well appror'd in all;
Tra. Well said, master ; mum! and gaze your Here let us breathe, and happily institute
fill. A course of learning, and ingenious? studies, Bap. Gentlemen, that I may soon make good Pisa, renowned for grave citizens,
What have I said, -Bianca, get you in : Gave me my being, and my father first,
And let it not displease thee, good Bianca; A merchant of great traffic through the world, For I will love thee ne'er the less, my girl. Vincentio, come of the Bentivolii.
Kath. A pretty peat !' 'tis best Vincentio his son, brought up in Florence, Put finger in the eye,-an she knew why. It shall become, to serve all hopes conceiv'd, Bian. Sister, content you in my discontent.To deck bis fortune with his virtuous deeds : Sir, to your pleasure humbly I subscribe: And therefore, Tranio, for the time I study, My books, and instruments, shall be my company, Virtue, and that part of philosophy
On them to look, and practise by myself. Will I apply, that treats of happiness
Luc. Hark, Tranio ! thou may'st hear Minerva By virtue 'specially to be achiev'd.
(Aside. Tell me thy mind: for I have Pisa left,
Hor. Signior Baptista, will you be so strange? And am to Padua come; as he that leaves Sorry am I, that our good will effects A shallow plash,' to plunge him in the deep, Bianca's grief. And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst.
Gre. Why, will you mewo her up, Tra. Mi perdonale, * gentle master mine, Signior Baptista, for this fiend of hell, I am in all affected as yourself;
And make her bear the penance of her tongue ? Glad that you thus continue your resolve,
Bap. Gentlemen, content ye; I am resolv'd :To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.
Go in, Bianca.
(Exit Bianca. Only, good master, while we do admire
And for I know, she taketh most delight
In music, instruments, and poetry,
Fit to instruct her youth.-If you, Hortensio, As Ovid be an outcast quite abjur’d ·
Or signior Gremio, you.--know any such,
To mine own children in good bringing-up;
And so farewell. Katharina, you may stay Fall to them, as you find your stomach serves you: For I have more to commune with Bianca. Exil
. No profit grows, where is no pleasure ta’en ; Kath. Why, and I trust, I may go too; May I not? In brief, sir, study what you most affect.
What, shall I be appointed hours; as though, belike, Luc. Gramercies, Tranio, well doet thou advise. I knew not what to take, and what to leave? Ha! If, Biondello, thou wert come ashore,
[Eril. We could at once put us in readiness;
Gre. You may go to the devil's dam; your giflora And take a lodging, fit to entertain
are so good, here is none will hold you. Their love Such friends, as time in Padua shall beget. is not so great, Hortensio, but we may blow our But stay awhile: What company is this? nails together, and fast it fairly out; our cake's
Tra. Master, some show, to welcome us to town. dough on both sides. Farewell:—Yet, for the love (1) For comedy.
(2) Ingenuous. (7) A bait or decoy. (8) Think. (9) Pet. 3) Small piece of water. (4) Pardon me. (10) Shut. (11) Recommend. (6) Harsh rules.
(6) Animate. (12) Knowing, learned. (13) Endowmente,
I bear my sweet Bianca, if I can by any means Tra. Nay, then, 'tis time to stir him from hie light on a fit man, to teach her that wherein she
trance. delights, I will wish him to her father.
I pray, awake, sir; If you love the maid, Hor. So will I, signior Gremio: But a word, 1 Bend thoughts and wits to achieve her. Thus it pray. Though the nature of our quarrel yet never stands : brook'a parle, know now, upon advice,' it toucheth Her elder sister is so curst and shrewd, us both,—that we may yet again have access to our That, till the father rid his hands of her, Tair mistress, and be happy rivals in Bianca's love, Master, your love must live a maid at home; - to labour and effect one thing 'specially. And therefore has he closely mew'd her up, Gre. What's that, I pray?
Because she shall not be annoy'd with suitors. Hor. Marry, sir, to get a husband for her sister. Lue. Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father's he! Gre. A husband ! a devil.
But art thou not advis'd, he took some care Hor. I say, a husband.
To get her cunning schoolmasters to instruct her! Gre. I say, a devil: Think'st thou, Hortensio, Tra. Ay marry, am I, sir ; and now 'tis plotied. though her father be very rich, any man is so very Luc. I have it, Tranió. a fool to be married to hell?
Master, for my hand, Hor. Tush, Gremio, though it pass your patience, Both our inventions meet and jump in one. and mine, to endure her loud alarums, why, man, Luc. Tell me thine first. there be good fellows in the world, an a man could Tra.
You will be schoolmaster light on them, would take her with all faults, and And undertake the teaching of the maid: money enough.
That's your device. Gré. I cannot tell; but I had as lief take her Luc.
It is : May it be done? dowry with this condition, -to be whipped at the Ira. Not possible; for who shall bear your part, high-cross every morning.
And be in Padua here Vincentio's son ? Hor. 'Faith, as you say, there's small choice in Keep house, and ply his book; welcome his friends; rotten apples. But, come; since this bar in law Visit his countrymen, and banquet them? makes us friends, it shall be so far forth friendly Luc. Basta ;o content thee; for I have it full. maintained, -till by helping Baptista's eldest We have not yet been seen in any house; daughter to a husband, we set his youngest free for Nor can we be distinguished by our faces, a husband, and then have to't afresh.-Sweet Bi- For man, or master: then it follows thus -anca!-Happy man be his dole! He that runs fast- Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead, est, gets the ring. How say you, signior Gremio ? Keep house, and port, and servants, as I should
Gre. I am agreed : and 'would I had given him I will some other be; some Florentine, the best horse in Padua to begin his wooing, that Some Neapolitan, or mean man of Pisa. would thoroughly woo her, wed her, and bed her, 'Tis hatch'd, and shall be so :-Tranio, at once and rid the house of her. Come on.
Uncase thee; take my colour'd hat and cloak: (Exeunt Gremio and Hortensio. When Biondello comes, he waits on thee; Tra. (Advancing.) I pray, sir, tell me,-Is it But I will charm him first to keep his tongue. possible
Tra. So had you need. (They exchange habils. That love should of a sudden take such hold ? In brief then, sir, sith' it your pleasure is,
Luc. O Tranio, iill I found it to be true, And I am tied to be obedient I never thought it possible, or likely ;
(For so your father charg'd me at our parting ; But see! while idly I stood looking on,
Be serviceable to my son, quoth he,
Although, I think, 'twas in another sense ;)
Because so well I love Lucentio.
Luc. Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves : Tranio, I burn, 1 pine I perish, Tranio,
And let me be a slave, to achieve that maid, If I achieve not this young modest girl:
Whose sudden sight hath thrallid my wounded eye. Counsel me, Tranio, for I know thou canst ;
Enter Biondello. Assist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt.
Tra. Master, it is no time to chide you now; Here comes the rogue.--Sirrah, where have you Affection is not rated from the heart :
been? If love have touch'd you, nought remains but so, Bion. Where have I been? Nay, how now, where Redime et captum quam quens minimo.
are you? Luc. Gramercies, lad; go forward : this contents; Master, has my fellow Tranio stol’n your clothes! The rest will comfort, for thy counsel's sound. Or you stol'n his ? or both ? pray, what's the news?
Tra. Master, you look'd so longlys on the maid, Luc. Sirrah, come hither; 'tis no time to jest, Perhaps you mark'd not what's the pith of all. And therefore frame your manners to the time.
Luc. O yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face, Your fellow Tranio here, to save my life, Such as the daughters of Agenor had,
Puts my apparel and my countenance on, That made great Jove to humble him to her hand, And I for my escape have put on his; When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan strand.' For in a quarrel, since I came ashore, Tra. Saw you no more ? mark'd you not, how I kill'd a man, and fear I was descried :: her sister
Wait you on him, I charge you, as becomes, Began to scold; and raise up such a storm, While' I make way from hence to save my life. That mortal cars might hardly endure the din? You understand me? Luc. Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move, Bion.
I, sir ? ne'er a whit. And with her breath she did perfume the air; Luc. And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth; Sacred, and sweet, was all I saw in her.
Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio.
Bion. The better for him ; 'Would I were so 100 (1) Consideration. (2) Gain or lot. Driven out by chiding. (4) Longingly. (7) Show, appearance.
(8) Since (5) Europa. 16) 'Tis enough.
Tra. So would I, 'faith, boy, to have the next|Rap me here; knock me well, and knock me wish after,
soundly? That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest And come you now with-knocking at the gate ? daughter.
Pet. Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I advise you. But, sirrah, -not for my sake, but your master's, Hor. Petruchio, patience; I am Grumio's pledge: I advise
Why, this is a heavy chance'twixt him and you ; You use your manners discreetly in all kind of Your ancient, trusty, pleasant servant Grumio. companies :
And tell me now, sweet friend, -what happy gale When I am alone, why, then I am Tranio; Blows you to Padua here, from old Verona ? But in all places else, your master Lucentío. Pet. Such wind as scatters young men through Luc. Tranio, let's go:
the world, One thing more rests, that thyself execute ; To seek their fortunes further than at home, To make one among these wooers: If thou ask me Where small experience grows. But in a few,? why,–
Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me :Sufficeth, my reasons are both good and weighty. Antonio, my father, is deceas'd;
(Exeunt. And I have thrust myself into this maze, 1 Serv. My lord, you nod: you do not mind the Haply to wive, and thrive, as best I may: play,
Crowns in my purse I have, and goods at home, Sly. Yes, by saint Anne, do I. A good matter, And so am come abroad to see the world. surely; Comes there any more of it ?
Hor. Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to Page. My lord, 'lis bul begun.
thee, Sly. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favour'd wife? lady; 'Would't were done !
Thou’dst thank me but a little for my counsel : SCENE II.-The samne. Before Hortensio's And yet I'!! promise thce she shall be rich,
And very rich:-but thou’rt too much my friend, house. Enter Petruchio and Grumio.
And I'll not wish thee to her. Pel. Verona, for a while I take my leave,
Pet. Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as we, To see my friends in Padua ; but of all,
Few words suffice: and, therefore, if thou know My best beloved and approved friend,
One rich enough to be Petruchio's wise, Hortensio; and, I trow, this is his house : (As wealth is burthen of my wooing dance,} llere, sirrah Grumio; knock, I say,
Be she as foul as was Florentius' love, Gru. Knock, sir ! whom should I knock ? is there As old as Sybil, and as curst and shrewd any man has rebused your worship?
As Socrates' Xantippe, or a worse,
She moves me not, or not removes, at least, sir, that I should knock you here, sir ?
As are the swelling Adriatic seas: Pet. Villain, I say, knock me at this gate,
! come to wive it wealthily in Padua ; And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate. If wealthily, then happily in Padua. Gru. My master is grown quarrelsome: I should
Gru. Nay, look you, sir, he tells you flatly wna knock you first,
his mind is: Why, give him gold enough, and And then I know after who comes by the worst.
marry him to a puppet, or an aglet-baby ; or an Pet. Will it not be ?
old trot with ne'er a tooth in her head, though she 'Faith, sirrah, and you'll not knock, I'll wring it; have as many diseases as two and fifty horses : why, I'll try how you can sol, fa, and sing it. (He wrings Grumio by the ears.
nothing comes amiss, so money comes withal.
Hor. Petruchio, since we have stepp'd thus far in, Gru. Help, masters, help! my master is mad.
I will continue that I broach'd in jest. Pe. Now, knock when I bid you: sirrah ! villain! I can, Petruchio, help thee to a wife Enter Hortensio.
With wealth enough, and young, and beauteous; Hor. How now? what's the matter ?-My old Brought up, as best becomes a gentlewoman: friend Grumio! and my good friend Petruchio ! - Her only fault (and that is faults enough,) How do you all at Verona ?
Is,-that she is intolerably curst, Pet. Sígnior Hortensio, come you to part the fray? And shrewd, and froward; so beyond all measure, Con tutto il core bene trovato, may I say.
That, were my state far worser than it is, Hor. Alla nostra casa bene venuto,
I would not wed her for a mine of gold. Moto honorato signior mio Petruchio.
Pet. Hortensio, peace; thou know'st not gold's
effect:Rise, Grumio, rise; we will compound this quarrel.
Gru. Nay, 'tis no matter, what he 'leges in Latin Tell me her father's name, and 'tis enough; -if this be not a lawful cause for me to leave his For I will board her, though she chide as loud service, -Look you, sir,-he bid me knock him, and As thunder, when the clouds in autumn crack. rap him soundly, sir : Well, was it fit for a servant
Hor. Her father is Baptista Minola, to use his master so; being, perhaps, (for aught I An affable and courteous gentleman: see,) two and thirty, - a pip out?
Her name is Katharina Minola, :
Pet. I know her father, though I know not her, Pet. A senseless villain !--Good Hortensio,
And he knew my deceased father well:I bade the rascal knock upon your gate,
I will not sleep, Hortensio, till I see her; And could not get him for my heart to do it.
And therefore let me be thus bold with you, Gru. knock at the gate ?--O heavens !
To give you over at this first encounter, Spake you not these words plain, -Sirrah, knock Unless you will accompany me thither. me here,
Gru. I pray you, sir, let him go while the hu
mour lasts. Omy word, an she knew him as well (1) Alleges. (2) Few words.
as I do, she would think' scolding would do little (3) See the story, No. 39, of 'A Thousand Notable Things.'
(4) A small imnge on the tag of lace.
good upon him : She may, perhaps, call him hall So shall I no whit be behind in duty a score knaves, or so: why, that's nothing; an he To fair Bianca, so belov'd of me. begin once, he'll rail in his rope-tricks. I'll tell Gre. Belov'd of me,--and that my deeds shall you what, sir,-an she standa him but a little, he
prove, will throw a figure in her face, and so disfigure her Gru. And that his bags shall prove. [ Aside. with it, that she shall have no more eyes to see Hor. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our love withal than a cat: you know him not, sir. Listen to me, and if you speak me fair,
Hor. Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee; I'll tell you news indifferent good for either. For in Baptista's keep my treasure is :
Here is a gentleman, woom by chance I met, He hath the jewel of my life in hold,
Upon agreement from us to his liking, His youngest daughter, beautiful Bianca ; Will undertake to woo curst Katharine ; And her withholds from me, and other more Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. Suitors to her, and rivals in my love:
Gre. So said, so done, is well:Supposing it a thing impossible
Hortensio, have you told him all her faults ? (For those defects I have before rehears'd,) Pet. I know, she is an irksome brawling scold, That ever Katharina will be woo'd,
If that be all, masters, I hear no harm. Therefore this order“ hath Baptista ta'en ;
Gre. No, say'st me so, friend? What country. That none shall have access unto Bianca,
man ? Till Katharine the curst have got a husband. Pet. Born in Verona, old Antonio's son: Gru. Katharine the curst!
My father dead, my fortune lives for me; A title for a maid, of all titles the worst.
And I do hope good days, and long, to see. Hor. Now shall my friend Petruchio do me grace; Gre. 0, sir, such a life, with such a wife, were And offer me, disguis’d in sober robes,
strange : To old Baptista as a schoolmaster
But, if you have a stomach, to't, o' God's name; Well seen in music, to instruct Bianca : You shall have me assisting you in all. That so I may by this device, at least,
But will you woo this wild cat ? Have leave and leisure to make love to her,
Will I live? And, unsuspected, court her by herself.
Gru. Will he woo her ? a , or I'll hang her.
(.Iside. Enter Gremio; with him Lucentio disguised, with
Pet. Why came I hither, but to that intent? books under his arm.
Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears? Gru. Here's no knavery! See; to beguile the Have I not in my time heard lions roar ? old folks, how the young folks lay their heads to- Have I not heard the sea, puff d up with winds, gether ! 'Master, master, look about you: Who Rage like an angry boar, chased with sweat? goes there? ha!
Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, Hor. Peace, Grumio; 'tis the rival of my love:- And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies? Petruchio, stand by a while.
Have I not in a pitched battle heard Gru. A proper stripling, and an amorous ! Loud'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets'clang,
(They retire. And do you tell me of a woman's tongue; Gre, 0, very well; I have perus'd the note. That gives not half so great a blow to the ear, Hark you, sir; I'll have them very fairly bound : As will a chesnut in a farmer's fire ? All books of love, see that at any hand; Tush! tush! fear boys with bugs." And see you read no other lectures to her:
For he fears none. You understand me:-Over and beside
(9side. Signior Baptista's liberality,
Gre. Hortensio, hark ! I'll mend it with a largess:'-Take your papers too, This gentleman is happily arriv'd, And let me have them very well perfum'd; My mind presumes, for his own good, and yours. For she is sweeter than perfume itself,
Hor. I promis'd, we would be contributors, To whom they go. What will you read to her ? And bear his charge of wooing, whatsoe'er.
Luc. Whaie'er I read to her, I'll plead for you, Gre. And so we will; provided, that be win her. As for my patron (stand you so assur’d,)
Gru. I would, I were as sure of a good dinner. As firmly as yourself were still in place :
(Aside. Yea, and (perhaps) with more successful words Than you, unless you were a scholar, sir.
Enter Tranio, bravely apparelled; and Biondello. Gré. O'this learning! what a thing it is !
Tra. Gentlemen, God save you! If I may be bold, Gru. O this woodcock! what an ass it is! Tell me, I beseech you, which is the readiest way Pet. Peace, sirrah.
To the house of signior Baptista Minola ? Hor. Grumio, mum!-God save you, signior Gre. He that has the two fair daughters :-is't Gremio!
(Aside to Tranio. 1 he you mean? Gre. And you're well met, signior Hortensio. Tra. Even he. Biondello!
Gre. Hark you, sir ; You mean not her to-Whither I am going ?-To Baptista Minola. Tra. Perhaps, him and her, sir; What have I promis'd to inquire carefully About a schoolmaster for fair Bianca:
Pet. Not her that chides, sir, at any hand, I pray. And, by good fortune, I have lighted well
Tra. I love no chiders, sir :-Biondello, let's On this young man; for learning, and behaviour,
away. Fit for her turn; well read in poetry,
Luc. Well begun, Tranio.
[ Aside And other books,-good ones, I warrant you. Hor. Şir, a word ere you go
Hor. 'Tis well: and I have met a gentleman, Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea, Hath promis'd me to help me to another,
or no ? A fine musician to instruct our mistress;
Tra. An if I be, sir, is it any offence ? (2) Withstand.
(7) Present Custody.
(4) These measures. (8) Fright boys with bug-bears,
you to do?
8) Abetody language.