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Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and

sullen,
And now I find report a very liar ;
For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing cour-
teous,
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 entertam'st thy wooers.
With gentle conference, soft and afiable.
Why does the world report that Kate doth limp ?
slanderous world I Kate, like the hazel-twig.
Is straight, and slender ; and as brown in hue.
As hazel-nuts, and sweeter tlian the kernels.
0, let me see thee walk : thou dost not halt.

Kath, Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command.

Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove,
As Kate this chamber with her princely gait ?
O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate ;
And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportfuL

Kath. Where did you study all this goodl
speech?

Pet. tit IS extempore, from my mother-wit.

Katiu A witty mother I witless else her son.

Pet. Am I not wiise ?

Ka£h. Yes ; keep you warm.

Pet. Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharine, in
thy bed:
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 nusband for your turn ;
For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty
JThy beauty that doth make me like thee we'll),
Thou must be married to no man but me ;
For I am he am bom 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,
[ must and will have Katharine to my wife.

B&^nter Baptista, Gremio, and Tranio.
Bd^. Now, Siguier Petrucio : How sneed you

with my daughter ?
Pet. How but well, sir? how but well?
Tt were imponible I should speed amisd.



THE SHREW.

Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine? in

your dumps ?
Kath. Call you me daughter? now I promise

You have show'd a tender fatherl]^ regard,
To wish me wed to one half lunatic ;
A madcap ruffian, and a swearing Jack,
That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.

Pet. Father, tis 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 froward, but modest as the dove ;
She is not hot, but temperate as the mom ;
For patience she will prove a second Grlssel ;
And Roman Lucrece tor her chastity :
And to conclude, — we have 'greed so well together.
That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.

Kath. I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first.

Ore. Hark, Petrucio I she says she'll see thee
hang'd first.

TrcL. Is this your speeding? nay, then, good
night our part I

Pet. Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for
myself ;
If she and I be pleased, what's that to vou?
Tis bargain'd twixt us twain, being alone.
That she shall still be otirst in company.
I tell yon, 'tis incredible to believe
How much she loves me : O, the kindest Kate I
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.
0, you are novices I tis a world to see,
How tame, when men and women are alone,
A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew.
Give me thy hand, Kate : I will unto Venice,
To buy apparel 'gainst the weddinj^-day :
Provide tne feast, father, and bid the guests;
I will be sure my Katharine shall be 6ne.

Bap. I know not what to say : but give me
your hands ;
€h)d send you joy, Petrucio I tis a match.

Ore, 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 Pet. and Kath. severally.

Ore. Was ever match dapp'd up so suddenly?

Bap, Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant *f
part.
And venture madly on a desperate mart

Tra^ 'Twas a commodity lav fretting by yon:
*Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas.

Bap, The gain I seek is— quiet in the match.

Ore. No doubt but he hath got a auiet catch.
But now, Baptista, to your younger oaughter ;
Now is the day we long have looked for;
I am your neighbour, and was suitor first.

Tra. And 1 am one that love Bianca more
Than words can witness, or your thoughts can
guess. [as I.

Ore. Youngluigl thou canst not love so dear

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 will compound
this stnfe :
Tis deeds must win the prize ; and he, of both.
That can assure my daughter greatest dower

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Shall have BUnca s love,
gar, Signior Qremio, what can 70a assure her?

Ore, First, as jou know, my house within the city
If richly fumbhed with plate and gold ;
Basins, and ewers, to lave her dainty hands ,
My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry :
In ivory conen I havestuffd my crowns {
In cypress chests my arra<^, comiterpoints,
Costly apparel, tents, and canopies.
Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl,
Valance of Venice gold in needlework.
Pewter and brass, and all things that belong
To house, or housekeeping: then, at my farm,
I have a hundred milcn-kme to the pail,
Sixsoore fat oxen standing iu m^ stalls.
And all things answerable to this portion.
Myself am struck in years, I must confess ;
And, if I die to-morrow, this is hers,
If; whilst I live, she will be only mine.

TVo. That, only, came well in. Sir, list to me :
I am my father's heir, and only son ;
If I may have your daughter to my wife,
111 leave her houses three or four as good.
Within rich Pisa walls, as any one
Old Hignior Gremio has in Padua;
Besides two thousand ducats by the year,
Of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure.
What! have I pinched vou, Signior Gremio ?

Qrt, Two thousand ducats by the year of land I
My land amounts not to so much in all :
That she shall have; besides an argosy.
That now is lying in Marseilles' rood.
What I have 1 chok'd you with an argosy?

TVo. Gremio, tis known my father iiath no less
Than three great argosies; besides two galliasses.
And twelve tight gidleys: these I will assure her,
And twice as much, whatever thou offer *st next.



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Ore, Nay, I have offer 'd all; I nave no more;
And she can have no more than all 1 have.
If you like me, she shall have me and mine.

Trcu Why, then, the maid is mine from all the
• world,
By your firm promise. Gremio is outvied.

Bap. I must confess your offer is the best,
And, let your fatiier make her the assurance.
She is your own ; else, you must pardon me :
If you lihould dio before him, where's hef dower?

Trcu That's but a cavil ; he is old, I young.

Qrt, And may not young men ^e, as well as
old?

Bap, Well, gentlemen, I am tiius resolv'd * —
On Sunday next you know
My daughter Katharine is to be married :
Now, on the Sunday following, sludl 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,

Qrt, 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. [Emt,

Tra, A vengeance on your crafty wituer'd hide 1
Yet I have fao'd it with a card of ten.
lis in my head to do my master good >-
I see no reason, but suppos'd Lucentio
Must get a &ther, call'd— suppos'd Vincentio*
And that's a wonder: fathers, commonly,
Do get their children ; but, in this case of woomg,
A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my
cunning.

[EtU,



ACT rn.



SCENE L—- ^ Room in Baptista's Eoum,
Ikder Luobntio, Hobtbnsio, and Biakoa.

Imc Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward,
sir;
Have you so soon forgot the entertainment
Her sister Katharine welcom'd you withal ?

Bar. But, wrangling pedant, this ia
The patroness of heavenly harmony :
Then give me leave to have prerogative ;
And when in music we have spent an hoar,
Toor lectnre shall have leisure for as much.

Luc Preposterous ass I that never read so far
To know the cause why musio was ordain 'dl
Was it nor, 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.

Bar, Sirrah, 1 will not bear 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 ;
111 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 yon your Uistrnment, play you the whiles;
His lectnre will be done ere you have tun'd.

Jior, Tnull leave his lecture when I am in tune?

[7*0 BlAHOA.— UOBTSNSIO TtHre8,

X«ie.That will be never ;— tune your instrument.
Biun, Where left we la*t?



lAie, Here, madam ^—
Hoc ibat Sknoisj kic est Siffcta teUuaj

Hie ateUrat Iriand regia celsa $eni$,

Bian. Construe them.

Luc Hacibaty as I told yon before, — IXmoU,
I am Lucentio, — hie est, son unto Vincentio or
V^—Sigda tcUua, disguised thus to get your
love; — Hie steteraU and that Lucentio that comes
a wooing, — Priamij is my man Tranio, — reffiOf
bearing my port,— ce2fa sen», that we might beguile
the old pantaloon.

J^or. Madam, my instrument's in tune.

[Betwmmg,

Bian. Let's he<ir ;- [Hoetemio play,.

Ofie! the treble jars.

Luc Spit in the hole, man, and tune again.

Bian, Now let me see if I can construe it: Ba
ibat Simois^ I know yon not ;— Au; eat JSSgeia teJXus^
I trust you not \^Hie steterat Priami, take heed
he hear us not ; — reyia, presume not ; — celsa tenia
desTOiir not

jUor, Madam, *tis now in tune.

Luc All but the bass.

Ear, The bass is right ; *tis the base knave that
jars.
How fiery and forward our pedant is .
Now, for my life the knave doth court my love :
Pedeuculc, 111 watch you better yet.

Bian, In time I may believe, yet I mistriut.

Lite. Mistrust it not; for, sure, i£acidos

Was Ai**i— c**^'<^ ^ ^^^ ^* fif'*Y^^'?^^T^
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Bian, I mu^ believe my master ; else, I promise
vou,
I Bhoold be arguing still upon that doubt :
But let it rest. — Now, Licio, to you : —
Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray, *
That I have been thus pleasant with you both.

Mor, You may go walk [to Luoemtio] , and give
me leave awhile ;
My lessons make no music in three parts.

Luc Are you so formal, sir? well, I must wait,
And watch withal ; for, but I be deceived,
Our fine musician groweth amorous. [Asule,

Ilor. Madam, before you touch the instrument,
To learn the order of my fingering
I most begin with rudiments of a^
To teach you gamut in a briefer so
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.

Eor. Yet read the gamut of Hortensio.

Bicm. [Beads.] Q&mvitlamiheffroundqfaUaooordj
A re, to plead Hortensio^ » pasnon;

B mL Bianco^ take him for my lord,
C fa at, that lovet with all affection}

D sol re, one cUff, two notes have I;

E la mi, show pityj or I die.
Call you this gamut ? tut I I like it not :
Old fashions please me best ; I am not so nice,
To change true rules for odd inventions.

Enter a Bemnt

3er. Mistress, your &ther prays you leave your
books.
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 Bianoa and Serv.
Lue. Taith, mistress, then I have no cause to
stay. [Em't.

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 find thee ranging,
Hortensio will be quit with thee by ohangini



SCENE IL— The



ExU.



Before Baptbta^ Houst.

Enter BAFTierA, Tranio, Kathabina, Bianoa,
LuoENTio, and Attendants.

Bap, Signior Lncentio [to Tbanio] this is the
\)pointed day
That Katharine and Petrucio should be married.
And yet we hear not of our son-in-law :
What will be said? what mockery will it be.
To want the bridegroom, when the priest attends
To speak the ceremonial rights of marriage !
What says Lucentio to this shame of ours ?

Kaih. Nosliamebutmine: I must, forsooth, be
forc'd
To give my hand, opposed against my heart,
Unto a mad-brain rudesby, full of spleen ;
Who woo'd in haste, and means to wed at leisure.
I told you, Ij he was a frantic fool.
Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour:
And, to be noted for a merry man,
HeMl woo a thousand, 'point the dav of marriage,
Make friends, invite, yes, and proclaim the banns ;
Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd.
Now moat the world point at poor Katharine, •



THE SHREW.

And say,—** Lo, there is mad Pet^.'^ AoH wife.

If it would please him come and marry her.**

TVa. Patience, good Katharine, ind Baptistatoo;
Upon my life, Petrucio means but well.
Whatever fortune stays him from his word :
Though he be blunt, 1 know him passing wise ;
Though he be merry, yet withal he s honest.

KcUh. *Wou)d Katharine had never seen him,
though 1
[Eadt^ weeping, followed by Bianca and others.

Bap. Go, girl ; I cannot blame thee now to weep ;
For such an injury would vex a saint.
Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour.

Enter Biondbllo

Bion. Master, master I news, old news, and such
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 Petrucio's

^p. Is he come ? [coming?

BioTi. Why, no, sir.

Bap. What then?

Bion. He is coming.

B(^, When will he be here?

Bion. When he stands where I am, and sees
jou there.

Tra. But, say, what ^-To thine old news.

Bion. Why, Petrucio is coming, in a new hat
and an old jerkin: a pair of old breeches, thrice
turned; a pair ot boots that have been candle-
coses, one Duckled, another laced ; an old rusty
sword ta'en out of the town armoury, with a
broken hilt, and chapeless; with two broken
points: His horse hipped with an old mothy
saddle, and stirrups oi no kindred : besides, pos-
sessed with the glanders, and like to mose in the
chine ; troubled with the lampass, infected with
the fashions, full of windgalls, sped with spavins,
raied with the yellows, past cure of the fives,
stark spoiled with the staggers, begnawn with
the hots; swayed in the back, and shoulder-
shotten; ne*er legged before; and with a half-
checked bit, and a head-stall of sheep's leather,
which, being restrained to keep him from stum-
blmg, hath been often burst, and now repaired
with knots; one girth six times pieced, and a
woman% crupper of velure, which hath two
letters for her name, fairlv set down in studs, and
here and there pieced with packthread.

Bap. Who comes with him ?

Bum. 0, sir, his lackey, for all the world capa-
risoned like the horse : with a linen stock on one
le^, and a kersey boot-hose on the other, gartered
with a red and blue list ; an old hat, and " The
humour of forty fancies" pricked in*t for a
feather : a monster, a very monster in apparel ;
and not like a Christian footboy, or a gentleman^
lackey.

7Wi. 'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this
fashion;
Yet oftentimes he goes but mean apparel 'd.

Bap. Iamgladhelscome,howsoeerhecomes.

Bion. Why, sir, he comes not

Bap. Didst thou not say, he comes?

Bion. Who ? that Petrucio e&me ?

Bap. Ay, that Petrucio came.

Bion. No, sir ; I say, his horse comes with him
on his back.

Bap. Why, that's all one.

Bion. Nav, by Saint Jamy, I hold you a penny,
A horse ana a man is more than one, and yet not

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Enter Pbtruoxo and Qbumio.

M. Gome, where be these gallants? who^at
home?

Bap, You are welcome, sir.

Ftt. And jet I come not well*

JBopu And jet jon halt not.

Tra. Not so well apparel'd

As I wish joQ were.

Fet» Were it better I should rush m thns.
But where is Kate ? where is mj lovely bride ?
How does mj Cither?— Gentles, mewinks jou

froMm:
And wherefore gaze this good! j oompanj ;
As if thej saw some wondroos monunent,
Bume comet, or nnusoal prodigy?

fiq». Whj, sir, jon know, this is jour wedding
daj:
First were we sad, fearing joa would not come ;
Now sadder, that jon oome so unprovided.
Fie I doff this habit, shame to jour estate,
An eyesore to oor solemn festival.

Tnu And tell as, what occasion of import
Hath all so lon^ detained you from your vrife,
And sent you hither so muike yourself?

Pet, Tedioos it were to tell, and hardh to hear :
Sufficeth. I am come to keep my word,
Though in some part enforcisd to digress ;
Whidb, at more leisuret I will so excuse
As you shall well be satisfied withaL
But, where is Kate ? I stay too long from her ;
The morning wears, *dB time we were at church.

Tra, See not your bride in these irreverent
robes;
Gk> to my chamber, put on clothes of mine.

FeL Not I, believe me; thus 111 visit her.

Bap. But thus, I trust, vou will not marry her.

BU. Good sooth, even thus ; therefore lur done
with words;
To me shelB married, not unto my clothes :
Could I repair what she will wear in me.
As I can change these poor accoutrements.
Twere 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 lovely kissi

[Exeunt Pet., Gbu., attd Blow.

7hi. He hath some meaning in his mad attire :
We will persuade him, be it possible,
To put on better ere he go to church.

Bod, 111 after him, ai^ see the event of this.

[Exit.

Tra, But, sir, to her love concemeth us to add
Her father's liking : Wliich to bring to pass,
As I before imparted to your worship,
I am to get a man, — whatever he be.
It skills not much j well fit him to our tom,^
And he shall be Vmcentio of Pisa ;
And make assurance, here in Padua,
Of greater sums than I have promised*
So snail you quietly enjoy ^our hope.
And many sweet Bianca with consent.

Luc Were it not that my fellow schoolmaster
Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,
Twere go«d, methinks, to steal our marriage ;
Which once performed, let all the world eay— no,
m keep mine own, despite of all the world.

Tra. That by degrees we mean to look into.
And watch our vantage in this business:
Well overreach the greybeard, Gremio,
llie narrow-pryinff father, Minola,
The quaint musician, amoroos Lido;
All for my master^ sake, Iaoentii>»



THE 8HKEW. W7

I Alter Grbioo.

Siguier Gremio I came you from the church ?

Ore. As willingly as e^er I carae from schooL

Tra* And is the bride and bridegroom coming
home?

€lre. A bridegroom, say yon? *tis a groom
indeed,
kbling groom, and that the girl shall find.
CuTijter than she? why, tis impossible.

Ore. Why, he*s adevil, a devil, a very fiend.

Dra. Why, she*s a devil, a devil, the deviFs dam.

Ore. Tut I die*s a lamb, a dove, a fool to him.
1*11 tell you. Sir Lucentio ; When the priest
Should ai^—if ELatharine should be his wife,
** Ay, by gogs-wouns," quoth he ; and swore so loud
That, all amaz'd, the priest let fall the book :
And, as he stoop'd again to take it up,
lliis 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."

2Ki. What said the wench, when he arose
again?

Gre. Trembled and shook ; fbr why, he ttampd
and swore.
As if the vicar meant to cozen him.
But after many ceremonies done.
He calls for wme :— ** A health," quoth he, as if
He had been aboard, carousing to his mates
After a storm :— Quaff'd off the muscadd.
And threw the sops all in the sexton's fiuse ;
Having no other reason, —
But that hb beard grew thfai and hunger!^, ^
And seem'd to ask him sops as he was dnnking.
This done, he took the bnde about the neck.
And klssu 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, harkl I hear the minstrels play. [Mueie.

&Uer Pbtrucia,Kathariha, Bianco, Baptista,
HoRTENSiO, Gbumio, and Train,

Pet. Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for
your |)ains :
I know, you think to dine with me to-day.
And have prepared great store of wedding chev ,
But so it is, my haste doth call me hence.
And therefore here I mean to take my leave.

Bap. U\ possible you will away to-night?

Ptt. 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 oorapany, I thank you alL
That liave beheld me give avray mjrself
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.

Ore. Let me entreat you*

Pet. It cannot be.

Kath. Let me entreat you.

Pet, I am content.

Kath. Are you content to stay ?

Pet, I am content you shall entreat me stay ;
But yet not stav, entreat me how you can.

Kath, Now. if you love me, stay.

p^t, Grnmio, my horse.

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JCaih, Nay, then,
Do what thoa canst, I will not go to-daj ;
No, nor to-morrow, nor till I please mjsdl
The door is open, sir, there lies your way,
You may be jogging whiles your boots are green ;
For me, 1*11 not be gone, till I please myself:
Tis like, jovill prove a jolhr surly groom,
That take it on you at the mrst so roundly.

JPa, Kate, content thee; prithee be not
angry.

Kath, I will be angry. What hast thou to do ?
Father, be quiet : he shall stay my leisure.

Ore, Ay, marry, sir : now it begins to work.

Kath, Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner:
I see, a woman ma^ be made a fool,
If, she had not aroirit to resist

Fet. They shall go forward, Kate, at thy
command.
Obey the bride, yon that attend on her :
Go to the feast, revel and. domineer.
Carouse full measure to her maidenhead.
Be mad and merry, — or go hang yourselves ;
But for my bonny Kate, she must with me.
Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret;
I will be master of what is mine own:
She is my goods, my chattels ; she is my house,
My household-etuf^ my field, my bam,



THE SHREW.
My horse, my ox, my an. my anytlihig ;
And here she stands, touch her whoever dare :
111 bring mine action on the proudest he
That stops my way in Padua. Grumio,
Draw forth th;^ weapon, we are beset with thieves;
Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man : —
Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch thee,

Kate
111 buckler thee aeainst a million

[ExmiU Pet., Kath., and Gbd.
Bcg9. Nay, let them go, a couple of aoiet ones.
Gn» Went they not quickly I should die with

laughing.
Trtu Of all mad matches never was the like :
Luc Mistress, what's your opinion of your

sbter?
Bian, That, being mad herse]f,she*s madly mated.
Gre, I warrant him, Petrucio is Kated.
Bcg^, Nei^bours and friends, though bride and
bridegroom wants
For to supply the places at the table,
You know there wants no junkets at the feast;
Lucentio, ^ou shall supply the bridegroom^ place «
And let Bianca take her sister's room.

Tra, Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride U?

Btgh She shalL Lucentio. — Come, gentlemen,

let'f go. (EaDeunL



ACT IV.



SCENE 1.—A SaU m Petrndo^ CoutOry House.
JSnter Grumio.

Om, Fie, fie. on all tired jadesi on all mad
masters 1 and all foul ways I Was ever man so
beaten ? was ever man so rayed ? was ever man
so weary ? I am sent before to make a fire, and
they are coming after to warm them. Now, were
not I a little pot, and soon hot, my very lips might
freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my
moith, my heart in my belly, ere I should come
by a fire to thaw me: — But, 1, with blowing the
fire, shall warm myself: for, considering the
weather, a taller man than I will take cold.
Holla hoa! Curtist

Enter Cubtib.

(htrt. Who is that calls so coldly?

Qru. A piece of ice : If thou doubt it, thou mayst

elide from my shoulder to my heel, with no greater

a rmi but my head and neck. A fire, good Curtis.

^ Curt, Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?

^Oru, 0, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, fire;



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