Pet. My remedy is, then, to pluck it out.
Kath. Ay, if the fool could find out where it lies.
Pet. Who knows not where a wasp dees wear his
In his tail.
1 No sucli jade as you : in f. o.
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114 TAMING OF THE SHREW. ACT H,
Kath. In his tongue.
Pet. Whose tongue ?
Kath. Yours, if you talk of tails; and so farewell.
Pet. What ! with my tongue in your tail ? nay, come
Good Kate, I am a gentleman.
Kath. That I '11 try. [Striking him.
Pet. I swear I '11 cuff you, if you strike again.
Kath. So may you lose your arms :
If you strike me you are no gentleman,
And if no gentleman, why, then no arms.
Pet. A herald, Kate ? ! put me in thy books.
Kath. What is your crest ? a coxcomb ?
Pet. A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen.
Kath. No cock of mine ; you crow too like a craven.
Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come ; you must not look so
Kath. It is my fashion when I see a crab.
Pet. Why, here 's no crab, and therefore look not sour.
Kath. There is, there is.
Pet. Then show it me.
Kath. Had I a glass I would.
Pet. What, you mean my face ?
Kath. Well aim'd of such a young one.
Pet. Now, by Saint George, I am too young for you.
Kath. Yet you are wither'd.
Pet. 'T is with cares.
Kath. I care not
Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate : in sooth, you 'scape not
so, [Holding her,
Kath. I chafe you, if I tarry : let me go.
Pet. No, not a whit : I find you passing gentle.
'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and sullen.
And now I find report a very liar ;
For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous,
But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers.
Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance,
Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will ;
Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk ;
But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers,
With gentle conference, soft and affable.
Why does the world report That Kate doth limp ?
0. slanderous world ! Kate, like the hazel-twig,
i Not in f. e.
SC. I. TAMING OF THE SHREW. 115
Is straight, and slender; and as brown in hue
As hazel nuts, and sweeter than the kernels.
! let me see thee walk : thou dost not halt.
Kalh. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command.
Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove,
As Kate this chamber with her princely gait ?
! be thou Dian, and let her be Kate,
And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportful.
Kath. Where did you study all this goodly speech ?
Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit.
Kath. A witty mother ! witless else her son.
Pet. Am I not wise ?
Kath. Yes ; keep you warm.
Pet. Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharine, in thy
And therefore, setting all this chat aside,
Thus in plain terms : your father hath consented
That you shall be my wife ; your dowry 'greed on,
And, will you, nill you, I will marry you.
Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn ;
For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty,
Thy beauty that doth make me like thee well,
Thou must be married to no man but me :
For I am he. am born to tame you, Kate,
And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate
Conformable, as other household Kates.
Here comes your father : never make denial 5
1 must and will have Katharine to my wife.
Re-enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and TRANIO.
Bap. Now, signior Petruchio, how speed you with
my daughter ?
Pet. How but well, sir ? how but well ?
It were impossible I should speed amiss.
Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine ! in youf
Kath. Call you me, daughter? now, I promise you,
You have show'd a tender fatherly regard,
To wish me wed to one half lunatic ;
A rnad-cap ruffian, and a swearing Jack,
That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.
Pet. Father, 't is thus : yourself and all the world,
That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her
If she be curst, it is for policy,
For she 's not ft ward, but modest as the dove,
116 TAMING OF THE SHREW. ACT II,
She is not hot, but temperate as the moon j 1
For patience she will prove a second Grissel,
And Roman Lucrece for her chastity
And to conclude, we have 'greed so well together,
That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.
Kath. I '11 see thee hang'd on Sunday first.
Gre. Hark, Petruchio : she says, she '11 see thee
Tra. Is this your speeding? nay then, good night our
Pet . Be patient, gentlemen ; I choose her for myself :
If she and I be pleas'd, what 's that to you ?
'T is bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone,
That she shall still be curst in company.
I tell you, 't is incredible to believe
How much she loves me. 0, the kindest Kate !
She hung about my neck, and kiss on kiss
She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath,
That in a twink she won me to her love.
! you are novices : 't is a world to see,"
How tame, when men and women are alone,
A meacock 3 wretch can make the curstest shrew.
Give me thy hand, Kate : I will unto Venice,
To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day.
Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests ;
1 will be sure ! my Katharine shall be fine.
Bap. I know not what to say but give me your
God send you joy ! Petruchio, 't is a match.
Gre. Tra. Amen, say we : we will be witnesses.
Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu.
I will to Venice ; Sunday comes apace.
We will have rings, and things, and fine array ;
And, kiss me, Kate, we will be married o' Sunday.
[Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINE, severally.
Gre. Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly ?
Bap. Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part
And venture madly on a desperate mart.
Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you :
'T will bring you gain, or perish on the seas.
Bap. The gain I seek is quiet in the match.
Gre. No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch.
1 morn : in f. e 2 A proverbial phrase, worth a wor A to seo
SO. I. TAMING OF THE SHREW. Ill
But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter.
Now is the day we long have looked for :
I am your neighbour, and was suitor first.
Tra. And I am one, that love Bianoa more
Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess.
Grc. Youngling, thou canst not love so dear as I.
Tra. Grey-beard, thy love doth freeze.
Ore. But thine doth fry.
Skipper, stand back: 'tis age, that nourisheth.
Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes, that flourisheth.
Bap. Content you, gentlemen ; I '11 compound thia
'T is deeds must win the prize ; and he, of both,
That can assure my daughter greatest dower,
Shall have my Bianca's love.
Say, signior Gremio, what can you assure her ?
Ore. First, as you know, my house within the city
Is richly furnished with plate and gold :
Basons, and ewers, to lave her dainty hands ;
My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry :
In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns \
In cypress chests my arras, counterpoints,
Costly apparel, tents, and canopies,
Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl,
Valance of Venice gold in needle-work,
Pewter and brass, and all things that belong
To house, or housekeeping : then, at my farm,
I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail,
Six score fat oxen standing in my stalls,
And all things answerable to this portion.
Myself am struck in years. I must confess j
And if I die to-morrow this is hers,
If whilst I live she will be only mine.
Tra. That " only" came well in. Sir, list to me :
[ am my father's heir, and only son :
If I may have your daughter to my wife.
I '11 leave her houses three or four as good,
Within rich Pisa walls, as any one
Old signior Gremio has in Padua ;
Besides two thousand ducats by the year
Of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure.
What, have I pinch'd you, signior Gremio?
Ore. Two thousand ducats by the year of land !
My land amounts not to so much in all :
118 TAMING OF THE SHREW. ACT II
That she shall have ; besides an argosy,
That now is lying in Marseilles' road.
What, have I chok'd you with an argosy ?
Tra. Gremio, 't is known, my father hath no less
Than three great argosies, besides two galliasscs.
And twelve tight galleys : these I will assure her,
And twice as much, whate'er thou offer'st next.
Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more :
And she can have no more than all I have :
If you like me, she shall have me and mine.
Tra. Why, then, the maid is mine from all the world
By vour firm promise : Gremio is out- vied.
Bap. I must confess your offer is the best ;
And. let your father make her the assurance,
She is your own ; else, you must pardon me :
If you should die before him. where 's her dower ?
Tra. That 's but a cavil : he is old, I young.
Gre. And may not young men die, as well as old ?
Bap. Well, gentlemen,
I am thus resolv'd. On Sunday next, you know,
My daughter Katharine is to be married :
Now, on the Sunday following shall Bianca
Be bride to you, if you make this assurance :
If not, to signior Gremio :
And so I take my leave, and thank you both. [Exit
Gre. Adieu, good neighbour. Now I fear thee not
Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool
To give thee all, and, in his waning age,
Set foot under thy table. Tut, a toy !
An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy. [Exit
Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide !
Yet I have faced it with a card of ten. 1
'T is in my head to do my 'master good :
I see no reason, but suppos'd Lucentio
Must get a father. c",ll'd supposed Vincentio;
And that 's a wonder : fathers, commonly,
Do get their children ; but in this case of winning.'
A. child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cunning.
1 An old proverbial expression. 2 wooing : in f. e.
80. I. TAMING OF THE SHREW. 119
SCENE I. A Room in BAPTISTA'S House.
Enter LUCENTIO, HORTENSIO, and BIANCA.
Luc. Fiddler, forbear: yon grow too forward, sir,
Have you so soon forgot the entertainment
Her sister Katharine welcom'd you withal ?
Hor. Tut. wrangling pedant ! I avouch, this is 1
The patroness of heavenly harmony :
Then, give me leave to have prerogative ;
And when in music we have spent an hour,
Your lecture shall have leisure for as much.
Luc. Preposterous ass, that never read so far
To know the cause why music was ordain'd !
Was it not to refresh the mind of man,
After his studies, or his usual pain ?
Then, give me leave to read Philosophy,
And while I pause serve in your harmony.
Hor. Sirrah, I will not hear these braves of thine.
Bian. Why, gentlemen, you do me double wrong,
To strive for that which resteth in my choice.
I am no breeching scholar in the schools ;
I '11 not be tied to hours, nor 'pointed times,
But learn my lessons as I please myself.
And, to cut off all strife, here sit we down :
Take you your instrument, play you the whiles ;
His lecture will be done, ere you have tun'd.
Hor. You '11 leave his lecture when I am in tune ?
Luc. That will be never : tune your instrument.
Bian. Where left we last?
Luc. Here, madam :
Hac ibat Simois ; hie est Sigeia tellus /
Hie steterat Priami regia celsa senis.
Bian. Construe them.
Luc. Hac ibat. as I told you before, Simois. I am
Lucentio, hie est, son unto Vincentio of Pisa, Sigeia
tellus, disguised thus to get your love; Hie stcterat,
and that Lnccntio that comes a wooing. Priami, is
my man Tranio. regia, bearing my port, celsa senis,
that we might beguile the old pantaloon.
Hor. [Returning.] Madam, my instrument 'sin tune,
1 But, wrangling pedant this a : in f. e.
120 TAMING OF THE SHREW. ACT III
Bian. Let 's hear. [HORTENSIO plays
fie ! the treble jars.
Luc. Spit in the hole, man, and tune again.
Bian. Now let me see if I can construe it : Hac ibat
Simois, I know you not ; hie cst Sigeia tellus, I trust
you not; Hie steterat Priami, take heed he hear us
not ; regia. presume not ; celsa senis, despair not,
Hor. Madam, 't is now in tune.
Lite All but the base.
Hot The base is right ; 't is the base knave that jars
How fiery and forward our pedant is !
Now, for my life, the knave doth court my love :
Pedascule, I '11 watch you better yet. [ Aside.'
Bian. In time I may believe, yet I mistrust.
Luc. Mistrust it not ; for, sure. J^acides
Was Ajax, call'd so from his grandfather.
Bian I must believe my master ; else, I promise you
1 should be arguing still upon that doubt :
But let il rest. Now. Licio, to you.
Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray,
That I have been thus pleasant with you both.
Hor. [To LUCENTIO.] You may go walk, and give
me leave awhile :
My lessons make no music in three parts. [wait.
Luc. Are you so formal, sir? [Aside.] Well. T must
And watch withal; for, but I be deceiv'd,
Our fine musician groweth amorous.
Hor. Madam, before you touch the instrument,
To learn the order of my fingering,
I must begin with rudiments of art ;
To teach you gamut in a briefer sort,
More pleasant, pithy, and effectual,
Than hath been taught by any of my trade :
And there it is in writing fairly drawn.
Bian. Why, I am past my gamut long ago.
Hor. Yet read the gamut of Hortensio.
Bian. [Reads.] Gamut lam. the ground of all accord,
A re. to plead Hortensio' s passion /
B mi. Bianca, take him for thy lord,
C faut, that loves with all affection :
D sol re, one cliff, two notes hzve 1:
E la mi, show pity, or I die.
Call you this gamut? tut ! I like it net:
BC. II. TAMING OF THE. SHREW. 121
Old fashions please me best : I am not so nice,
To change true rules for new inventions.
Enter a Servant.
Serv. Mistre&s, your father prays you leave yoni
And help to dress your sister's chamber up :
You know, to-morrow is the wedding-day.
Bian. Farewell, sweet masters, both: I must be
gone. [Exeunt BIANCA and Servant.
Luc. 'Faith, mistress, then I have no cause to stay.
Hor. But I have cause to pry into this pedant :
Methinks, he looks as though he were in love.
Yet if thy thoughts. Bianca, be so humble.
To cast thy wandering eyes on every stale,
Seize thee that list : if once I mid thee ranging,
Hortensio will be quu with thee by changing. [Exit.
SCENE II. The Same. Before BAPTISTA'S House.
Enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, TRANIO, KATHARTNA,
BIANCA, LUCENTTO. and Attendants.
Bap. Signior Lueoiitio, this is the 'pointed day
That Katharine and Ptruchio should be married,
And yet we hear not ot our son-in-law.
What will be said ? what mockery will it be,
To want the bridesroom, when the priest attends
To speak the cere.nonial rites of marriage ?
What says Lucent-io K- this shame of ours?
Kath. No shame but mine : I must, forsooth, be fore" (3
To give my hand, oppos'd against my heart,
Unto a mad-brain rpdhy, full of spleen;
Who woo'd in haste, and means to wed at leisure.
I told you, I, he wa a frantic fool,
Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour;
And to be noted for a n>erry man,
He : ll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage,
Make friends, invite, yes, and proclaim the banns J
Yet never means to w4 where he hath woo'd.
Now must the world point at poor Katharine,
And say. " Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife,
If it would please mm come and marry her."
Tra. Patience, good Katharine, and Baptista too
Upon my life, Petruchio means but well,
Whatever fortune, stays him from his word:
122 TAMING OF THE SHREW. ACT III,
Though he be blunt, I know him passing witse ;
Though he be merry, yjt withal he's honest.
Kath. Would Katharine had never seen him though !
[Exit, weeping, followed by BIANCA, and others.
Bap. Go, girl ; I cannot blame thee now to weep,
For such an injury would vex a very saint,
Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour.
Bion. Master, master ! news, and such old news' as
you never heard of !
Bap. Is it new and old too ? how may that be ?
Bion. Why, is it not news to hear of Petruchio's
Bap. Is he come ?
. Bion. Why. no, sir.
Bap. What then?
Bion. He is coming.
Bap. When will he be here ?
Bion. When he stands where I am, and sees ^'u
Tra. But, say. what is thine old news ?
Bion. Why, Pctruchio is coming, in a new hat, and
an old jerkin ; a pair of old breeches, thrice turned :
a pair of boots that have been candle-cases, one buckled,
another laced : an old rusty sword ta'en out of the
town armoury, with a broken hilt, and chapeless j with
two broken points : his horse heaped with an old mothy
saddle, and stirrups of no kindred: besides, possessed
with the glanders, and like to mose in the chine;
troubled with the lampass. infected with the fashions, 8
full of wind-galls, sped with spavins, rayed with the
yellows, past cure of the fives, stark spoiled with the
staggers, begnawn with the bots ; swayed in the back,
and shoulder-shotten ; ne'er-legged before, and with a
half-cheeked bit. and a head stall of sheep' s-leather;
which, being restrained to keep him from stumbling,
hath been often burst, and now repaired with knots :
one girth six times pierced, and a woman's crupper of
velure, which hath two letters for her name fairly set
down in studs, and here and there pieced with pack-
Bap. Who comes with him?
Bio-i. O, sir ! his lackey, for all the world caparisoned
1 .ild news, and such news : in f. e. 3 Farcy.
tiC. It. TAMING OF THE SHREW. 123
like the horse ; with a linen stock on one leg, and a
kersey boot-hose on the other, gartered with a red and
blue list ; an old hat, and " the amours or 1 forty fancies"
pricked in 't for a feather : a monster, a very monster
in apparel, and not like a Christian footboy, or a gen-
Tra 'T is some odd humour pricks him to this
Yet oftentimes he goes but mean apparell'd.
Bap. I am glad he is come, howsoe'er he comes.
Bion. Why, sir, he comes not.
Bap. Didst thou not say, he comes ?
Bion. Who? that Petruchio came ?
Bap. Ay, t-iat Petruchio came.
Bion. No, sir I say, his horse comes, with him on
Bap. Why, that >s all one.
Bion. Nay, by St. Jamy,
I hold you a penny,
A horse and a man
Is more than one,
And yet not many.
Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO, strangely apparelled*
Pet. Come, where be these gallants? who is at home ?
Bap. You are welcome, sir.
Pet. And yet I come not well.
Bap. And yet you halt not.
Tra. Not so well apparell'd,
As I wish you were.
Pet. Were it much 3 better, I should rush in thus.
But where is Kate ? where is my lovely bride ?
How does my father ? Gentles, methinks you frown :
And wherefore gaze this goodly company,
As if they saw some wondrous monument,
Some comet, or unusual prodigy ?
Bap. Why, sir. you know, this is your wedding-day
First were we sad, fearing you would not come ;
Now sadder, that you come so unprovided.
Fie ! doff this habit, shame to your estate.
An eye-sore to our solemn festival.
Tra. And tell us what occasion of import
Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife,
And sent you hither so unlike yourself?
humours of : in f. e. 2 These words are not in f. e. 3 Not m f. a
J24 TAMING OF THE SHREW. ACT TIL,
Pet. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear:
Sufficeth, I am come to keep my word,
Though in some part enforced to digress ;
Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse
As you shall well be satisfied withal.
But, where is Kate ? I stay too long from her :
The morning wears, 't is time we were at church.
Tra. See not your bride in these unreverent robes.
Go to my chamber : put on clothes of mine.
Pet. Not I, believe me : thus I '11 visit her.
Bap. But thus, I trust, you will not marry her.
Pet. Good sooth, even thus; therefore, have done
with words :
To me she 's married, not unto my clothes.
Could I repair what she will wear in me,
As I can change these poor accoutrements,
'T were well for Kate, and better for myself.
But what a fool am I to chat with you,
When I should bid good-morrow to my bride,
And seal the title with a loving 1 kiss !
[Exeunt PETRUCHIO, GRUMIO, and BIONDELLO.
Tra. He hath some meaning in his mad attire.
We will persuade him, be it possible,
To put on better, ere he go to church.
Jiap. I '11 after him, and see the event of this. [Exit
Tra. But, to our love* concerneth us to add
Her father's liking ; which to bring to pass,
As T before imparted to your worship,
I am to get a man, whate'er he be,
It skills not much, we'll fit him to our turn,
And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa,
And make assurance, here in Padua,
Of greater sums than I have promised.
So shall you quietly enjoy your hope,
And marry sweet Bianca with consent.
Luc. Were it not that my fellow schoolmaster
Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,
'T were good, methinks, to steal our marriage ;
Which once perform'd, let all the world say no,
I '11 keep mine own, despite of all the world.
Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into,
And watch our vantage in this business.
We '11 over-reach the grey-beard, Gremio,
i lovely : in f. e. 2 B u t } sir, to love : in f. e.
SC. II. TAMING OF THE SHKEW. 125
The narrow-prying father, Minola,
The quaint musician, amorous Licio j
All for my master's sake, Lucentio.
Signior Gremio, came you from the church ?
Gre. As willingly as e'er I came from school.
Tra, And is the bride, and bridegroom, coming
Gre. A bridegroom say you ? 't is a groom indeed ;
A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find.
Tra. Curster than she ? why, 't is impossible.
Gre. Why, he 's a devil, a devil, a very fiend.
Tra. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam.
Gre. Tut ! she 's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him.
1 '11 tell you, sir, Lucentio : when the priest
Should ask, if Katharine should be his wife,
" Ay, by gogs-wouns," quoth he ; and swore so loud,
That, ail-amaz'd, the priest let fall the book,
And. as he stoop'd again to take it up,
This mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff,
That down fell priest and book, and book and priest :
" Now take them up," quoth he. " if any list."
Tra. What said the wench when he arose again ?
Gre. Trembled and shook : for why, he stamp'd, aud
As if the vicar meant to cozen him.
But after many ceremonies done,
He calls for wine : " A health !"' quoth he; as if
He had been aboard, carousing to his mates,
After a storm : quaff'd off the muscadel,
And threw the sops all in the sexton's face ;
Having no other reason,
But that his beard grew thin and hungerly,
And ?ejm'd to ask him sops as he was drinking.
This- done, he took the bride about the neck,
And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smack,
That, at the parting, all the church did echo :
And I, seeing this, came thence for very shame ;
And after me, I know, the rout is coming :
Such a mad marriage never was before.
Hark, hark ! I hear the minstrels play.
1 It was the custom at the time of the play, for a bride or knitting.
eup to V quaffed ill church. Knight.
126 TAMING OF THE SHREW. ACT IIJL
Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA. BIANCA. BAPTISTA,
HORTENSIO, GRUMIO, and Tram.
Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your
I know, you think to dine with me to-day,
And have prepar ; d great store of wedding cheer 5
But, so it is, my haste doth call me hence,
And therefore here I mean t> take my leave.
Rap. Is 't possible you will away to-night ?
Pet. I must away to-day, before night come.
Make it no wonder : if you knew my business.
You would entreat me rather go than stay.
And. honest company. I thank you all,
That have beheld me give away myself
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.
Tra. Let us entreat you stay till after dinner.
Pet. It may not be.
Grc. Let me entreat you.
Pet. It cannot be.
Kath. Let me entreat you.
Pet. I am content.
Kaih. Are you content to stay ?
Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay
But yet not stay, entreat me how you can.
Kath. Now, if you love me, stay.
Pet. Grumio. my horse !
Gru. Ay, sir, they be ready: the oats have eater
Kath. Nay, then,
Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day ;
No, nor to-morrow, not till I please myself.
The door is open, sir, there lies your way ;
You may be jogging whiles your boots are green ;
For me, I ; 11 not be gone, till I please myself.
'T is like you '11 prove a jolly surly groom,
That take it on you at the first so roundly.
Pet. O, Kate ! content thee : pr'ythee, be not angry
Kath. I will be angry. What haft thou to do?
Father, be quiet ; lie shall stay my leisure.
Gre. Ay, marry, sir, now it begins to work.
Kath. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner.
I see. a woman may be made a fool,
SC. I. TAMING OF THE SHKEW. 127
If she had not a spirit to resist.
Pet. They shall go forward. Kate, at thy command.
Obey the bride, you that attend on her :
Go to the feast, revel and domineer,
Carouse full measure to her maidenhead,