Chapter 7

Bap.Signior Lucentio[to Tranio], this is the'pointedday.That Katharine and Petruchio should be married,And yet we hear not of our son-in-law.What will be said? what mockery will it be,5To want the bridegroom when the priest attendsTo speak the ceremonial rites of marriage!What says Lucentio to this shame of ours?Kath.No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be forcedTo give my hand, opposed against my heart,10Unto a mad-brain rudesby, full of spleen;Who woo'd in haste, and means to wed at leisure.I told you, I, he was a frantic fool,Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour:And, to be noted for a merryman.15He'll woo a thousand,'pointthe day of marriage,Make friends, invite,and proclaim thebanns;Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd.Now must the world point at poorKatharine,And say, 'Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife,20If it would please him 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:Though he be blunt, Iknowhim passing wise;25Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest.Kath.Would Katharine had never seenhimthough![Exit weeping, followed by Bianca and others.Bap.Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep;For such an injury would vexa very saint,Much more a shrew ofthyimpatient humour.EnterBiondello.30Bion.Master, master!news, old news,and suchnewsas you never heard of!Bap.Is it new and old too? how may that be?Bion.Why, is it not news, tohearof Petruchio's coming?Bap.Is he come?35Bion.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 you there.40Tra.But say,what tothineold news?Bion.Why, Petruchio is coming ina newhat and an oldjerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned, a pair of bootsthat have been candle-cases, one buckled, anotherlaced, anold rusty sword ta'en out of the town-armoury, with a45broken hilt, and chapeless; with two broken points: hishorsehippedwith an old mothy saddleandstirrups of nokindred; besides, possessed with the glanders and like tomosein the chine; troubled with the lampass, infected withthefashions,full of windgalls, sped with spavins, rayed with50the yellows, past cure of thefives,stark spoiled with thestaggers, begnawn with the bots,swayedin the back andshoulder-shotten;near-leggedbefore and with a half-checkedbit and a head-stall of sheep's leather which, beingrestrained to keep him from stumbling, hath been often55burst andnow repairedwith knots; onegirthsix timespieced and a woman's crupper of velure, which hath twoletters for her name fairly setdownin studs, and here andthere pieced with packthread.Bap.Who comes with him?60Bion.O, sir, his lackey, for all the world caparisonedlike the horse; with a linen stock on one leg, and a kerseyboot-hose on the other, gartered with a red and blue list;an old hat, and'the humour offorty fancies'prickedin'tfor a feather: a monster, a very monster in apparel, and65not like a Christian footboyor agentleman's lackey.Tra.'Tissomeoddhumour pricks him to this fashion;Yet oftentimes he goes but mean-apparell'd.Bap.I am gladhe's come,howsoe'erhe comes.Bion.Why, sir, he comes not.70Bap.Didst thou not say he comes?Bion.Who?that Petruchiocame?Bap.Ay, that Petruchio came.Bion.No, sir; Isayhis horse comes, with him on hisback.75Bap.Why, that's all one.Bion.Nay,by Saint Jamy,I hold you a penny,A horse and a manIs more than one,80And yet not many.EnterPetruchioandGrumio.Pet.Come,wherebe thesegallants?who'sat home?Bap.You arewelcome,sir.Pet.And yet Icomenot well.Bap.And yet you halt not.Tra.Not so wellapparell'dAs Iwishyou were.85Pet.Wereitbetter,I should rush inthus.But where is Kate? whereis mylovely bride?How does my father? Gentles, methinks you frown:And wherefore gaze this goodly company,As if they saw some wondrous monument,90Some 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,95Aneye-sore to our solemn festival!Tra.And tell us, what occasion of importHath all so long detain'd you from your wife,And sent you hither so unlike yourself?Pet.Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear:100Sufficeth, I am come to keep my word,Though in some part enforced to digress;Which, at more leisure, I will so excuseAs you shall well be satisfiedwithal.But where is Kate? I stay too long from her:105The morning wears, 'tis 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'll visit her.Bap.But thus, I trust, you will not marry her.110Pet.Good sooth, even thus; thereforeha'done with words:To me she's married, not unto my clothes:Could I repair what she will wear in me,As Icanchange these poor accoutrements,'Twere well for Kate and better for myself.115But what a fool am I to chat with you,When I should bid good morrow to my bride,And seal the title with alovelykiss![Exeunt Petruchio and Gremio.Tra.He hath some meaning in his mad attire:We will persuade him, be it possible,120To put on better ere he go to church.Bap.I'll after him, and see the event of this.[Exeunt Baptista, Gremio, and attendants.Tra.But to her loveconcerneth us to addHer father's liking: which to bring to pass,AsI beforeimparted to your worship,125I am to get a man,—whate'er he be,It skills not much, we'll fit him toour turn,—And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa;And make assurance here in PaduaOf greater sums than I have promised.130So shall you quietly enjoy your hope,And marry sweet Bianca with consent.Luc.Were it not that my fellow-schoolmasterDoth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage;135Which once perform'd, let all the world say no,I'll 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'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio,140Thenarrow-pryingfather, Minola,The quaint musician, amorous Licio;All for my master's sake, Lucentio.Re-enterGremio.SigniorGremio, came you from the church?Gre.As willingly as e'er I came from school.145Tra.Andisthe bride and bridegroom coming home?Gre.A bridegroom say you? 'tis a groom indeed,Agrumblinggroom, and that the girl shall find.Tra.Curster thanshe?why, 'tis impossible.Gre.Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend.150Tra.Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam.Gre.Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him!I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priestShould ask,if Katharine should be his wife,'Ay, by gogs-wouns,' quoth he; and swore so loud,155That, all amazed, the priest let fall the book;And, as he stoop'd again to take it up,The 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.'160Tra.What said thewenchwhen heroseagain?Gre.Trembledand shook; for why he stamp'd and swore,As if the vicar meant to cozen him.But after many ceremonies done,He callsfor wine: 'A health!' quoth he; asif165He hadbeen aboard, carousing to his matesAfter a storm: quaff'd off the muscadel,And threw the sops all in the sexton's face;Having no otherreasonBut that his beard grew thin and hungerly170And seem'd to askhimsops as he was drinking.This done, he took the bride about the neckAnd kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smackThat at the partingallthe churchdid echo:And Iseeing this came thence for very shame;175And after me,I know,the rout is coming.Such a mad marriageneverwas before:Hark, hark!I hearthe minstrelsplay.[Music.Re-enterPetruchio,Katharina,Bianca,Baptista,Hortensio,Grumio,and Train.Pet.Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains:I know you think to dine with me to-day,180And have prepared great store of wedding cheer;But so it is, my haste doth call me hence,And therefore here I mean to take my leave.Bap.Is't possible youwillaway to-night?Pet.I must away to-day, before night come:185Make 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 myselfTo this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife:190Dine 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.Gru.Let me entreatyou.Pet.It cannot be.Kath.Let me entreatyou.Pet.I am content.195Kath.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, myhorse.Gru.Ay, sir,they be ready: theoatshaveeatenthe200horses.Kath.Nay, then,Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;No, nor to-morrow,not tillI please myself.The door is open, sir; there lies your way;205You may be joggingwhilesyour boots are green;For me, I'll notbe gone till Iplease myself:'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom,That take it on you at the first so roundly.Pet.O Kate, content thee; prithee, be not angry.210Kath.I will be angry: what hast thou to do?Father, be quiet: he 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 bemadea fool,215If 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,220Be mad and merry, or go hangyourselves: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,225Myhousehold stuff, my field,my barn,My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;And here she stands, touch her whoever dare;I'll bringmineaction on the proudest heThat stops my way in Padua. Grumio,230Draw forth thy weapon,we arebeset with thieves;Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man.Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch thee, Kate:I'll buckler thee against a million.[Exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Grumio.Bap.Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones.235Gre.Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing.Tra.Of all mad matches never was the like.Luc.Mistress,what's your opinion of your sister?Bian.That, being mad herself, she's madly mated.Gre.I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated.240Bap.Neighbours and friends, though bride and bridegroomwantsFor to supply the places at the table,You know therewantsno junkets at the feast.Lucentio, youshall supplythe bridegroom's place;And let Bianca take her sister's room.245Tra.Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it?Bap.She shall, Lucentio.Come,gentlemen, let's go.[Exeunt.LINENOTES:[Scene ii.]Pope.Act iii. Scene i.Capell.Before B.'s house.]Malone. Court before the house. Capell.Lucentio]Rowe. om. Ff Q.attendants.]attendants; Lucentio, and Hortensio among them. Capell.[1]Bap.]Bap. [to Tra.] Capell.['pointed]Pope.pointedFf Q.[14]man.]Rowe.man;F1 Q F2 F3.man:F4.[15]'point]Pope.pointFf Q.[16]Make friends, invite,]F1 Q.Make friends, invite,yesF2 F3 F4.Make friends, invite themMalone.Make friends invite,yesSinger.Makefriends invitedGrant White.Makefriends invite guestsDyce conj.Makefeasts,invite friendsAnon. conj.banns]Johnson.banesFf Q.[18]Katharine]KatharinaRowe.[24]know]Ff.knewQ.[26]him]om. Q.[Exit ... others.]Exit weeping. Ff Q. Exit weeping: is follow'd by Bianca, Gremio, Hortensio, and Others. Capell.[28]a very saint]F1 Q.a saintF2 F3 F4.[29]thy]F2 F3 F4. om. F1 Q.Enter B.]Enter B., hastily. Capell.[30.]Scene iii.Pope.news,old news,and such news]Capell.news,and such newsFf Q.old news,and such newsRowe.news,and such old newsCollier (Collier MS.).[33]hear]heardF1.heareQ.[40]what to]what beCapell.what:—toMalone.what isCollier MS.thine]F1 Q F2.thyF3 F4.[41]a new]an oldAnon. conj.[43, 45]laced; an...points]lacedwith two broken points; an...chapelessRann (Johnson conj.).[45-47]his horse...kindred;]withan old mothy saddle,the stirrups of nokindred: his horse hip'd, Rann.[46]hipped]hip'dFf Q.heapedCollier MS.and]F1 Q.theF2 F3 F4.withtheHanmer (ed. 2).[48]mose]mournHanmer.[49]fashions]farcinHanmer.farcyLong conj. MS.[50]fives]vivesHanmer.[51]swayed]Hanmer.waidFf Q.[52]near-legged]neere leg'dF1 Q F2.neer leg'dF3 F4.ne'er legg'dMalone.[55]now repaired]new-repairedS. Walker conj.girth]girtRowe (ed. 2).[57]down]dowerF2.[63]the humour of]the amours orCollier MS.See note (xiv).pricked]prickt upF3 F4.[65]or a]F1 Q.orF3 F4.[66]odd]oldQ.[66, 67]'Tis...apparell'dPrinted as prose in Q.[68]he's come]he is comeJohnson.he's come thoughCapell.howsoe'er]howsoereF1 Q.howsoeverF2 F3 F4.[71]that Petruchio]that that PetruchioF3 F4.came]came notWarburton.[73]say]say,thatCapell.[76-80]Nay...many.]Printed as prose in Ff Q; as five lines of verse by Collier; as two lines by Rowe (ed. 2).[81]Scene iv.Pope.Enter P. and G.]Enter P. and G. fantastically habited. Rowe.Come]Come,comeS. Walker conj.gallants?]gallants here?Capell.who's]who isPope.[81-84]Come...were]Verse as in Capell. Printed as prose in Ff Q.See note (xv).[81, 83, 85]Come...Not so well...Were it...thus.]Come,come...Nor so...Were it not...thus?Lettsom conj., ending lines 83, 84 athalt not...were.[82]you are]you'rePope.[82, 83]sir.Pet.And yet I comenot well. Bap.And yet you halt not]sir: and yet you come not well. Pet.And yet I halt notCapell conj.[83]apparell'd]'parell'dPope, reading as one verseNot...were.[84]wish]could wishCapell.[85]Were]Why,wereHanmer.Tut! wereCapell.Wer'tS. Walker conj.better]much betterCollier MS.thus.]thus?Rann.[86]is my]is is myQ.[95]An]AndAnon. conj.[103]withal]with allF1 F2.[110]ha']F4.haF1 Q F2 F3.haveCapell.[113]can]F1 Q F2.couldF3 F4.[117]lovely]lovingCollier (Collier MS.).[Exeunt P. and G.]Dyce. [Exit. Ff Q. [Exeunt Pet. Gru. and Bio. Capell.[121][Exeunt B., G., and attendants.]Exit. Ff Q. [Exeunt Bap. and Attendants. Tranio follows; but is beckon'd back by Lucentio, who converses a while apart. Capell.[122]Scene v.Pope.But to her love]Grant White.But sir,LoveFf Q.But,sir,ourlovePope.But to her love,sirCapell.But,sir,her loveRann (Ritson conj.).But,sir,to her loveMalone (Tyrwhitt conj.).But to our loveCollier MS.But,sir,to loveKnight.[124]I before]Pope.beforeF1 Q.before IF2 F3 F4.[126]our turn]turnCapell (corrected in MS).[140]narrow-prying]Pope.narrowpryingFf Q.[143]Scene vi.Pope.Re-enter Gremio] Re-enter G. laughing. Capell.Signior]Now,signiorPope.[145]is]areHanmer.[147]grumbling]grumllingF1.grumlingQ.[148]she?]F4.sheF1 Q F2 F3.[153]Should ask]Did askHanmer.[160]wench]wretchCapell conj.rose]F1 Q.rose upF2 F3 F4.aroseReed (1803).[161-177]Trembled...play]Arranged as in Reed (1803). Printed as prose in F1 Q; as verse first in F2, making 16 lines, endingswore...him...done...if...mates...muscadell...face...beard...aske...tooke...lips...parting...this...me...marryage...play.[164-168]He calls...reason]Printed by Capell as five lines, endingwine...aboard...storm...sops...reason.[164]if]om. Capell.[165]He had]H'adPope.[168]reason]causePope.[170]him]HisF3 F4.[173]all]om. Long conj. MS.did echo]echo'dPope.[174]And I]ICapell.[175]I know]om. Hanmer.[176]never]Ne'erTheobald.[177]I hear]om. Hanmer.play]om. Theobald.[178]Scene vii.Pope.Petruchio, Katharina....]P. and C. as marry'd.... Capell.Grumio, and Train.]Capell.[183]will]mustHanmer.[193]you]you,sirHanmer.youstaySteevens conj.[194]you,]you,sirHanmer.youthenCapell.you staySteevens conj.[198]horse]horsesRowe (ed. 2).[199]Ay,sir]SirHanmer.oats]botsGrey conj.eaten]eaten upCapell.[203]not till]F1 Q F2 F3.nor tillF4.[205]whiles]whilePope.[206]be gone]goHanmer.till I]tillCapell.[214]made]maideQ.[220]yourselves]you selvesF2.[224]she is my house]and my houseHanmer.and she is My houseMitforl conj.[225]My]She is myHanmer.my barn]my barn,my stableCapell.my barn,my grangeS. Walker conj.my barn,my garnerEdd. conj.[228]mine]myRowe.[230]we are]we'rePope.[233][Exeunt P. K. and G.]Exeunt P. Ka. Ff Q. [Exit, hurrying Catherine out; Grumio, with his sword drawn, bringing up the rear. Capell.[237]Luc.Mistress...sister?]Continued to Tranio by Capell.[240]wants]wantPope.[242]wants]wantGrant White.[243]shall supply]supplyPope.shall haveRann (Capell conj.).[246]Come]om. Pope.See note (xvi).

Bap.Signior Lucentio[to Tranio], this is the'pointedday.That Katharine and Petruchio should be married,And yet we hear not of our son-in-law.What will be said? what mockery will it be,5To want the bridegroom when the priest attendsTo speak the ceremonial rites of marriage!What says Lucentio to this shame of ours?Kath.No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be forcedTo give my hand, opposed against my heart,10Unto a mad-brain rudesby, full of spleen;Who woo'd in haste, and means to wed at leisure.I told you, I, he was a frantic fool,Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour:And, to be noted for a merryman.15He'll woo a thousand,'pointthe day of marriage,Make friends, invite,and proclaim thebanns;Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd.Now must the world point at poorKatharine,And say, 'Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife,20If it would please him 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:Though he be blunt, Iknowhim passing wise;25Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest.Kath.Would Katharine had never seenhimthough![Exit weeping, followed by Bianca and others.Bap.Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep;For such an injury would vexa very saint,Much more a shrew ofthyimpatient humour.EnterBiondello.30Bion.Master, master!news, old news,and suchnewsas you never heard of!Bap.Is it new and old too? how may that be?Bion.Why, is it not news, tohearof Petruchio's coming?Bap.Is he come?35Bion.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 you there.40Tra.But say,what tothineold news?Bion.Why, Petruchio is coming ina newhat and an oldjerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned, a pair of bootsthat have been candle-cases, one buckled, anotherlaced, anold rusty sword ta'en out of the town-armoury, with a45broken hilt, and chapeless; with two broken points: hishorsehippedwith an old mothy saddleandstirrups of nokindred; besides, possessed with the glanders and like tomosein the chine; troubled with the lampass, infected withthefashions,full of windgalls, sped with spavins, rayed with50the yellows, past cure of thefives,stark spoiled with thestaggers, begnawn with the bots,swayedin the back andshoulder-shotten;near-leggedbefore and with a half-checkedbit and a head-stall of sheep's leather which, beingrestrained to keep him from stumbling, hath been often55burst andnow repairedwith knots; onegirthsix timespieced and a woman's crupper of velure, which hath twoletters for her name fairly setdownin studs, and here andthere pieced with packthread.Bap.Who comes with him?60Bion.O, sir, his lackey, for all the world caparisonedlike the horse; with a linen stock on one leg, and a kerseyboot-hose on the other, gartered with a red and blue list;an old hat, and'the humour offorty fancies'prickedin'tfor a feather: a monster, a very monster in apparel, and65not like a Christian footboyor agentleman's lackey.Tra.'Tissomeoddhumour pricks him to this fashion;Yet oftentimes he goes but mean-apparell'd.Bap.I am gladhe's come,howsoe'erhe comes.Bion.Why, sir, he comes not.70Bap.Didst thou not say he comes?Bion.Who?that Petruchiocame?Bap.Ay, that Petruchio came.Bion.No, sir; Isayhis horse comes, with him on hisback.75Bap.Why, that's all one.Bion.Nay,by Saint Jamy,I hold you a penny,A horse and a manIs more than one,80And yet not many.EnterPetruchioandGrumio.Pet.Come,wherebe thesegallants?who'sat home?Bap.You arewelcome,sir.Pet.And yet Icomenot well.Bap.And yet you halt not.Tra.Not so wellapparell'dAs Iwishyou were.85Pet.Wereitbetter,I should rush inthus.But where is Kate? whereis mylovely bride?How does my father? Gentles, methinks you frown:And wherefore gaze this goodly company,As if they saw some wondrous monument,90Some 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,95Aneye-sore to our solemn festival!Tra.And tell us, what occasion of importHath all so long detain'd you from your wife,And sent you hither so unlike yourself?Pet.Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear:100Sufficeth, I am come to keep my word,Though in some part enforced to digress;Which, at more leisure, I will so excuseAs you shall well be satisfiedwithal.But where is Kate? I stay too long from her:105The morning wears, 'tis 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'll visit her.Bap.But thus, I trust, you will not marry her.110Pet.Good sooth, even thus; thereforeha'done with words:To me she's married, not unto my clothes:Could I repair what she will wear in me,As Icanchange these poor accoutrements,'Twere well for Kate and better for myself.115But what a fool am I to chat with you,When I should bid good morrow to my bride,And seal the title with alovelykiss![Exeunt Petruchio and Gremio.Tra.He hath some meaning in his mad attire:We will persuade him, be it possible,120To put on better ere he go to church.Bap.I'll after him, and see the event of this.[Exeunt Baptista, Gremio, and attendants.Tra.But to her loveconcerneth us to addHer father's liking: which to bring to pass,AsI beforeimparted to your worship,125I am to get a man,—whate'er he be,It skills not much, we'll fit him toour turn,—And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa;And make assurance here in PaduaOf greater sums than I have promised.130So shall you quietly enjoy your hope,And marry sweet Bianca with consent.Luc.Were it not that my fellow-schoolmasterDoth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage;135Which once perform'd, let all the world say no,I'll 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'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio,140Thenarrow-pryingfather, Minola,The quaint musician, amorous Licio;All for my master's sake, Lucentio.Re-enterGremio.SigniorGremio, came you from the church?Gre.As willingly as e'er I came from school.145Tra.Andisthe bride and bridegroom coming home?Gre.A bridegroom say you? 'tis a groom indeed,Agrumblinggroom, and that the girl shall find.Tra.Curster thanshe?why, 'tis impossible.Gre.Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend.150Tra.Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam.Gre.Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him!I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priestShould ask,if Katharine should be his wife,'Ay, by gogs-wouns,' quoth he; and swore so loud,155That, all amazed, the priest let fall the book;And, as he stoop'd again to take it up,The 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.'160Tra.What said thewenchwhen heroseagain?Gre.Trembledand shook; for why he stamp'd and swore,As if the vicar meant to cozen him.But after many ceremonies done,He callsfor wine: 'A health!' quoth he; asif165He hadbeen aboard, carousing to his matesAfter a storm: quaff'd off the muscadel,And threw the sops all in the sexton's face;Having no otherreasonBut that his beard grew thin and hungerly170And seem'd to askhimsops as he was drinking.This done, he took the bride about the neckAnd kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smackThat at the partingallthe churchdid echo:And Iseeing this came thence for very shame;175And after me,I know,the rout is coming.Such a mad marriageneverwas before:Hark, hark!I hearthe minstrelsplay.[Music.Re-enterPetruchio,Katharina,Bianca,Baptista,Hortensio,Grumio,and Train.Pet.Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains:I know you think to dine with me to-day,180And have prepared great store of wedding cheer;But so it is, my haste doth call me hence,And therefore here I mean to take my leave.Bap.Is't possible youwillaway to-night?Pet.I must away to-day, before night come:185Make 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 myselfTo this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife:190Dine 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.Gru.Let me entreatyou.Pet.It cannot be.Kath.Let me entreatyou.Pet.I am content.195Kath.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, myhorse.Gru.Ay, sir,they be ready: theoatshaveeatenthe200horses.Kath.Nay, then,Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;No, nor to-morrow,not tillI please myself.The door is open, sir; there lies your way;205You may be joggingwhilesyour boots are green;For me, I'll notbe gone till Iplease myself:'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom,That take it on you at the first so roundly.Pet.O Kate, content thee; prithee, be not angry.210Kath.I will be angry: what hast thou to do?Father, be quiet: he 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 bemadea fool,215If 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,220Be mad and merry, or go hangyourselves: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,225Myhousehold stuff, my field,my barn,My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;And here she stands, touch her whoever dare;I'll bringmineaction on the proudest heThat stops my way in Padua. Grumio,230Draw forth thy weapon,we arebeset with thieves;Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man.Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch thee, Kate:I'll buckler thee against a million.[Exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Grumio.Bap.Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones.235Gre.Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing.Tra.Of all mad matches never was the like.Luc.Mistress,what's your opinion of your sister?Bian.That, being mad herself, she's madly mated.Gre.I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated.240Bap.Neighbours and friends, though bride and bridegroomwantsFor to supply the places at the table,You know therewantsno junkets at the feast.Lucentio, youshall supplythe bridegroom's place;And let Bianca take her sister's room.245Tra.Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it?Bap.She shall, Lucentio.Come,gentlemen, let's go.[Exeunt.

Bap.Signior Lucentio[to Tranio], this is the'pointedday.That Katharine and Petruchio should be married,And yet we hear not of our son-in-law.What will be said? what mockery will it be,5To want the bridegroom when the priest attendsTo speak the ceremonial rites of marriage!What says Lucentio to this shame of ours?

Bap.Signior Lucentio[to Tranio], this is the'pointedday.

That Katharine and Petruchio 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 rites of marriage!

What says Lucentio to this shame of ours?

Kath.No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be forcedTo give my hand, opposed against my heart,10Unto a mad-brain rudesby, full of spleen;Who woo'd in haste, and means to wed at leisure.I told you, I, he was a frantic fool,Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour:And, to be noted for a merryman.15He'll woo a thousand,'pointthe day of marriage,Make friends, invite,and proclaim thebanns;Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd.Now must the world point at poorKatharine,And say, 'Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife,20If it would please him come and marry her!'

Kath.No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be forced

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, I, he was a frantic fool,

Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour:

And, to be noted for a merryman.

He'll woo a thousand,'pointthe day of marriage,

Make friends, invite,and proclaim thebanns;

Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd.

Now must the world point at poorKatharine,

And say, 'Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife,

If it would please him 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:Though he be blunt, Iknowhim passing wise;25Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest.

Tra.Patience, good Katharine, and Baptista too.

Upon my life, Petruchio means but well,

Whatever fortune stays him from his word:

Though he be blunt, Iknowhim passing wise;

Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest.

Kath.Would Katharine had never seenhimthough![Exit weeping, followed by Bianca and others.

Kath.Would Katharine had never seenhimthough!

[Exit weeping, followed by Bianca and others.

Bap.Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep;For such an injury would vexa very saint,Much more a shrew ofthyimpatient humour.

Bap.Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep;

For such an injury would vexa very saint,

Much more a shrew ofthyimpatient humour.

EnterBiondello.

EnterBiondello.

30Bion.Master, master!news, old news,and suchnewsas you never heard of!

Bion.Master, master!news, old news,and suchnews

as you never heard of!

Bap.Is it new and old too? how may that be?

Bap.Is it new and old too? how may that be?

Bion.Why, is it not news, tohearof Petruchio's coming?

Bion.Why, is it not news, tohearof Petruchio's coming?

Bap.Is he come?

Bap.Is he come?

35Bion.Why, no, sir.

Bion.Why, no, sir.

Bap.What then?

Bap.What then?

Bion.He is coming.

Bion.He is coming.

Bap.When will he be here?

Bap.When will he be here?

Bion.When he stands where I am and sees you there.

Bion.When he stands where I am and sees you there.

40Tra.But say,what tothineold news?

Tra.But say,what tothineold news?

Bion.Why, Petruchio is coming ina newhat and an oldjerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned, a pair of bootsthat have been candle-cases, one buckled, anotherlaced, anold rusty sword ta'en out of the town-armoury, with a45broken hilt, and chapeless; with two broken points: hishorsehippedwith an old mothy saddleandstirrups of nokindred; besides, possessed with the glanders and like tomosein the chine; troubled with the lampass, infected withthefashions,full of windgalls, sped with spavins, rayed with50the yellows, past cure of thefives,stark spoiled with thestaggers, begnawn with the bots,swayedin the back andshoulder-shotten;near-leggedbefore and with a half-checkedbit and a head-stall of sheep's leather which, beingrestrained to keep him from stumbling, hath been often55burst andnow repairedwith knots; onegirthsix timespieced and a woman's crupper of velure, which hath twoletters for her name fairly setdownin studs, and here andthere pieced with packthread.

Bion.Why, Petruchio is coming ina newhat and an old

jerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned, a pair of boots

that have been candle-cases, one buckled, anotherlaced, an

old rusty sword ta'en out of the town-armoury, with a

broken hilt, and chapeless; with two broken points: his

horsehippedwith an old mothy saddleandstirrups of no

kindred; besides, possessed with the glanders and like to

mosein the chine; troubled with the lampass, infected with

thefashions,full of windgalls, sped with spavins, rayed with

the yellows, past cure of thefives,stark spoiled with the

staggers, begnawn with the bots,swayedin the back and

shoulder-shotten;near-leggedbefore and with a half-checked

bit and a head-stall of sheep's leather which, being

restrained to keep him from stumbling, hath been often

burst andnow repairedwith knots; onegirthsix times

pieced and a woman's crupper of velure, which hath two

letters for her name fairly setdownin studs, and here and

there pieced with packthread.

Bap.Who comes with him?

Bap.Who comes with him?

60Bion.O, sir, his lackey, for all the world caparisonedlike the horse; with a linen stock on one leg, and a kerseyboot-hose on the other, gartered with a red and blue list;an old hat, and'the humour offorty fancies'prickedin'tfor a feather: a monster, a very monster in apparel, and65not like a Christian footboyor agentleman's lackey.

Bion.O, sir, his lackey, for all the world caparisoned

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 humour offorty fancies'prickedin't

for a feather: a monster, a very monster in apparel, and

not like a Christian footboyor agentleman's lackey.

Tra.'Tissomeoddhumour pricks him to this fashion;Yet oftentimes he goes but mean-apparell'd.

Tra.'Tissomeoddhumour pricks him to this fashion;

Yet oftentimes he goes but mean-apparell'd.

Bap.I am gladhe's come,howsoe'erhe comes.

Bap.I am gladhe's come,howsoe'erhe comes.

Bion.Why, sir, he comes not.

Bion.Why, sir, he comes not.

70Bap.Didst thou not say he comes?

Bap.Didst thou not say he comes?

Bion.Who?that Petruchiocame?

Bion.Who?that Petruchiocame?

Bap.Ay, that Petruchio came.

Bap.Ay, that Petruchio came.

Bion.No, sir; Isayhis horse comes, with him on hisback.

Bion.No, sir; Isayhis horse comes, with him on his

back.

75Bap.Why, that's all one.

Bap.Why, that's all one.

Bion.Nay,by Saint Jamy,I hold you a penny,A horse and a manIs more than one,80And yet not many.

Bion.Nay,by Saint Jamy,

I hold you a penny,

A horse and a man

Is more than one,

And yet not many.

EnterPetruchioandGrumio.

EnterPetruchioandGrumio.

Pet.Come,wherebe thesegallants?who'sat home?

Pet.Come,wherebe thesegallants?who'sat home?

Bap.You arewelcome,sir.

Bap.You arewelcome,sir.

Pet.And yet Icomenot well.

Pet.And yet Icomenot well.

Bap.And yet you halt not.

Bap.And yet you halt not.

Tra.Not so wellapparell'dAs Iwishyou were.

Tra.Not so wellapparell'd

As Iwishyou were.

85Pet.Wereitbetter,I should rush inthus.But where is Kate? whereis mylovely bride?How does my father? Gentles, methinks you frown:And wherefore gaze this goodly company,As if they saw some wondrous monument,90Some comet or unusual prodigy?

Pet.Wereitbetter,I should rush inthus.

But where is Kate? whereis mylovely 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,95Aneye-sore to our solemn festival!

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,

Aneye-sore to our solemn festival!

Tra.And tell us, what occasion of importHath all so long detain'd you from your wife,And sent you hither so unlike yourself?

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?

Pet.Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear:100Sufficeth, I am come to keep my word,Though in some part enforced to digress;Which, at more leisure, I will so excuseAs you shall well be satisfiedwithal.But where is Kate? I stay too long from her:105The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church.

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 satisfiedwithal.

But where is Kate? I stay too long from her:

The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church.

Tra.See not your bride in these unreverent robes:Go to my chamber; put on clothes of mine.

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'll visit her.

Pet.Not I, believe me: thus I'll visit her.

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

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

110Pet.Good sooth, even thus; thereforeha'done with words:To me she's married, not unto my clothes:Could I repair what she will wear in me,As Icanchange these poor accoutrements,'Twere well for Kate and better for myself.115But what a fool am I to chat with you,When I should bid good morrow to my bride,And seal the title with alovelykiss![Exeunt Petruchio and Gremio.

Pet.Good sooth, even thus; thereforeha'done with words:

To me she's married, not unto my clothes:

Could I repair what she will wear in me,

As Icanchange 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 alovelykiss!

[Exeunt Petruchio and Gremio.

Tra.He hath some meaning in his mad attire:We will persuade him, be it possible,120To put on better ere he go to church.

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.

Bap.I'll after him, and see the event of this.[Exeunt Baptista, Gremio, and attendants.

Bap.I'll after him, and see the event of this.

[Exeunt Baptista, Gremio, and attendants.

Tra.But to her loveconcerneth us to addHer father's liking: which to bring to pass,AsI beforeimparted to your worship,125I am to get a man,—whate'er he be,It skills not much, we'll fit him toour turn,—And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa;And make assurance here in PaduaOf greater sums than I have promised.130So shall you quietly enjoy your hope,And marry sweet Bianca with consent.

Tra.But to her loveconcerneth us to add

Her father's liking: which to bring to pass,

AsI beforeimparted to your worship,

I am to get a man,—whate'er he be,

It skills not much, we'll fit him toour 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-schoolmasterDoth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage;135Which once perform'd, let all the world say no,I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world.

Luc.Were it not that my fellow-schoolmaster

Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,

'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage;

Which once perform'd, let all the world say no,

I'll 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'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio,140Thenarrow-pryingfather, Minola,The quaint musician, amorous Licio;All for my master's sake, Lucentio.

Tra.That by degrees we mean to look into,

And watch our vantage in this business:

We'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio,

Thenarrow-pryingfather, Minola,

The quaint musician, amorous Licio;

All for my master's sake, Lucentio.

Re-enterGremio.

Re-enterGremio.

SigniorGremio, came you from the church?

SigniorGremio, came you from the church?

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

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

145Tra.Andisthe bride and bridegroom coming home?

Tra.Andisthe bride and bridegroom coming home?

Gre.A bridegroom say you? 'tis a groom indeed,Agrumblinggroom, and that the girl shall find.

Gre.A bridegroom say you? 'tis a groom indeed,

Agrumblinggroom, and that the girl shall find.

Tra.Curster thanshe?why, 'tis impossible.

Tra.Curster thanshe?why, 'tis impossible.

Gre.Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend.

Gre.Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend.

150Tra.Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam.

Tra.Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam.

Gre.Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him!I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priestShould ask,if Katharine should be his wife,'Ay, by gogs-wouns,' quoth he; and swore so loud,155That, all amazed, the priest let fall the book;And, as he stoop'd again to take it up,The 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.'

Gre.Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him!

I'll 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, all amazed, the priest let fall the book;

And, as he stoop'd again to take it up,

The 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.'

160Tra.What said thewenchwhen heroseagain?

Tra.What said thewenchwhen heroseagain?

Gre.Trembledand shook; for why he stamp'd and swore,As if the vicar meant to cozen him.But after many ceremonies done,He callsfor wine: 'A health!' quoth he; asif165He hadbeen aboard, carousing to his matesAfter a storm: quaff'd off the muscadel,And threw the sops all in the sexton's face;Having no otherreasonBut that his beard grew thin and hungerly170And seem'd to askhimsops as he was drinking.This done, he took the bride about the neckAnd kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smackThat at the partingallthe churchdid echo:And Iseeing this came thence for very shame;175And after me,I know,the rout is coming.Such a mad marriageneverwas before:Hark, hark!I hearthe minstrelsplay.[Music.

Gre.Trembledand shook; for why he stamp'd and swore,

As if the vicar meant to cozen him.

But after many ceremonies done,

He callsfor wine: 'A health!' quoth he; asif

He hadbeen 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 otherreason

But that his beard grew thin and hungerly

And seem'd to askhimsops 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 partingallthe churchdid echo:

And Iseeing this came thence for very shame;

And after me,I know,the rout is coming.

Such a mad marriageneverwas before:

Hark, hark!I hearthe minstrelsplay.[Music.

Re-enterPetruchio,Katharina,Bianca,Baptista,Hortensio,Grumio,and Train.Pet.Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains:I know you think to dine with me to-day,180And have prepared great store of wedding cheer;But so it is, my haste doth call me hence,And therefore here I mean to take my leave.Bap.Is't possible youwillaway to-night?Pet.I must away to-day, before night come:185Make 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 myselfTo this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife:190Dine 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.Gru.Let me entreatyou.Pet.It cannot be.Kath.Let me entreatyou.Pet.I am content.195Kath.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, myhorse.Gru.Ay, sir,they be ready: theoatshaveeatenthe200horses.Kath.Nay, then,Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;No, nor to-morrow,not tillI please myself.The door is open, sir; there lies your way;205You may be joggingwhilesyour boots are green;For me, I'll notbe gone till Iplease myself:'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom,That take it on you at the first so roundly.Pet.O Kate, content thee; prithee, be not angry.210Kath.I will be angry: what hast thou to do?Father, be quiet: he 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 bemadea fool,215If 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,220Be mad and merry, or go hangyourselves: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,225Myhousehold stuff, my field,my barn,My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;And here she stands, touch her whoever dare;I'll bringmineaction on the proudest heThat stops my way in Padua. Grumio,230Draw forth thy weapon,we arebeset with thieves;Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man.Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch thee, Kate:I'll buckler thee against a million.[Exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Grumio.Bap.Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones.235Gre.Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing.Tra.Of all mad matches never was the like.Luc.Mistress,what's your opinion of your sister?Bian.That, being mad herself, she's madly mated.Gre.I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated.240Bap.Neighbours and friends, though bride and bridegroomwantsFor to supply the places at the table,You know therewantsno junkets at the feast.Lucentio, youshall supplythe bridegroom's place;And let Bianca take her sister's room.245Tra.Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it?Bap.She shall, Lucentio.Come,gentlemen, let's go.[Exeunt.

Re-enterPetruchio,Katharina,Bianca,Baptista,Hortensio,Grumio,and Train.

Grumio,and Train.

Pet.Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains:I know you think to dine with me to-day,180And have prepared great store of wedding cheer;But so it is, my haste doth call me hence,And therefore here I mean to take my leave.

Pet.Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains:

I know you think to dine with me to-day,

And have prepared great store of wedding cheer;

But so it is, my haste doth call me hence,

And therefore here I mean to take my leave.

Bap.Is't possible youwillaway to-night?

Bap.Is't possible youwillaway to-night?

Pet.I must away to-day, before night come:185Make 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 myselfTo this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife:190Dine with my father, drink a health to me;For I must hence; and farewell to you all.

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.

Tra.Let us entreat you stay till after dinner.

Pet.It may not be.

Pet.It may not be.

Gru.Let me entreatyou.

Gru.Let me entreatyou.

Pet.It cannot be.

Pet.It cannot be.

Kath.Let me entreatyou.

Kath.Let me entreatyou.

Pet.I am content.

Pet.I am content.

195Kath.Are you content to stay?

Kath.Are you content to stay?

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

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.

Kath.Now, if you love me, stay.

Pet.Grumio, myhorse.

Pet.Grumio, myhorse.

Gru.Ay, sir,they be ready: theoatshaveeatenthe200horses.

Gru.Ay, sir,they be ready: theoatshaveeatenthe

horses.

Kath.Nay, then,Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;No, nor to-morrow,not tillI please myself.The door is open, sir; there lies your way;205You may be joggingwhilesyour boots are green;For me, I'll notbe gone till Iplease myself:'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom,That take it on you at the first so roundly.

Kath.Nay, then,

Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;

No, nor to-morrow,not tillI please myself.

The door is open, sir; there lies your way;

You may be joggingwhilesyour boots are green;

For me, I'll notbe gone till Iplease myself:

'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom,

That take it on you at the first so roundly.

Pet.O Kate, content thee; prithee, be not angry.

Pet.O Kate, content thee; prithee, be not angry.

210Kath.I will be angry: what hast thou to do?Father, be quiet: he shall stay my leisure.

Kath.I will be angry: what hast thou to do?

Father, be quiet: he shall stay my leisure.

Gre.Ay, marry, sir, now it begins to work.

Gre.Ay, marry, sir, now it begins to work.

Kath.Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner:I see a woman may bemadea fool,215If she had not a spirit to resist.

Kath.Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner:

I see a woman may bemadea fool,

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,220Be mad and merry, or go hangyourselves: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,225Myhousehold stuff, my field,my barn,My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;And here she stands, touch her whoever dare;I'll bringmineaction on the proudest heThat stops my way in Padua. Grumio,230Draw forth thy weapon,we arebeset with thieves;Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man.Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch thee, Kate:I'll buckler thee against a million.[Exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Grumio.

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,

Be mad and merry, or go hangyourselves:

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,

Myhousehold stuff, my field,my barn,

My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;

And here she stands, touch her whoever dare;

I'll bringmineaction on the proudest he

That stops my way in Padua. Grumio,

Draw forth thy weapon,we arebeset with thieves;

Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man.

Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch thee, Kate:

I'll buckler thee against a million.

[Exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Grumio.

Bap.Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones.

Bap.Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones.

235Gre.Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing.

Gre.Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing.

Tra.Of all mad matches never was the like.

Tra.Of all mad matches never was the like.

Luc.Mistress,what's your opinion of your sister?

Luc.Mistress,what's your opinion of your sister?

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

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

Gre.I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated.

Gre.I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated.

240Bap.Neighbours and friends, though bride and bridegroomwantsFor to supply the places at the table,You know therewantsno junkets at the feast.Lucentio, youshall supplythe bridegroom's place;And let Bianca take her sister's room.

Bap.Neighbours and friends, though bride and bridegroomwants

For to supply the places at the table,

You know therewantsno junkets at the feast.

Lucentio, youshall supplythe bridegroom's place;

And let Bianca take her sister's room.

245Tra.Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it?

Tra.Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it?

Bap.She shall, Lucentio.Come,gentlemen, let's go.[Exeunt.

Bap.She shall, Lucentio.Come,gentlemen, let's go.[Exeunt.

LINENOTES:

[Scene ii.]Pope.Act iii. Scene i.Capell.Before B.'s house.]Malone. Court before the house. Capell.Lucentio]Rowe. om. Ff Q.attendants.]attendants; Lucentio, and Hortensio among them. Capell.[1]Bap.]Bap. [to Tra.] Capell.['pointed]Pope.pointedFf Q.[14]man.]Rowe.man;F1 Q F2 F3.man:F4.[15]'point]Pope.pointFf Q.[16]Make friends, invite,]F1 Q.Make friends, invite,yesF2 F3 F4.Make friends, invite themMalone.Make friends invite,yesSinger.Makefriends invitedGrant White.Makefriends invite guestsDyce conj.Makefeasts,invite friendsAnon. conj.banns]Johnson.banesFf Q.[18]Katharine]KatharinaRowe.[24]know]Ff.knewQ.[26]him]om. Q.[Exit ... others.]Exit weeping. Ff Q. Exit weeping: is follow'd by Bianca, Gremio, Hortensio, and Others. Capell.[28]a very saint]F1 Q.a saintF2 F3 F4.[29]thy]F2 F3 F4. om. F1 Q.Enter B.]Enter B., hastily. Capell.[30.]Scene iii.Pope.news,old news,and such news]Capell.news,and such newsFf Q.old news,and such newsRowe.news,and such old newsCollier (Collier MS.).[33]hear]heardF1.heareQ.[40]what to]what beCapell.what:—toMalone.what isCollier MS.thine]F1 Q F2.thyF3 F4.[41]a new]an oldAnon. conj.[43, 45]laced; an...points]lacedwith two broken points; an...chapelessRann (Johnson conj.).[45-47]his horse...kindred;]withan old mothy saddle,the stirrups of nokindred: his horse hip'd, Rann.[46]hipped]hip'dFf Q.heapedCollier MS.and]F1 Q.theF2 F3 F4.withtheHanmer (ed. 2).[48]mose]mournHanmer.[49]fashions]farcinHanmer.farcyLong conj. MS.[50]fives]vivesHanmer.[51]swayed]Hanmer.waidFf Q.[52]near-legged]neere leg'dF1 Q F2.neer leg'dF3 F4.ne'er legg'dMalone.[55]now repaired]new-repairedS. Walker conj.girth]girtRowe (ed. 2).[57]down]dowerF2.[63]the humour of]the amours orCollier MS.See note (xiv).pricked]prickt upF3 F4.[65]or a]F1 Q.orF3 F4.[66]odd]oldQ.[66, 67]'Tis...apparell'dPrinted as prose in Q.[68]he's come]he is comeJohnson.he's come thoughCapell.howsoe'er]howsoereF1 Q.howsoeverF2 F3 F4.[71]that Petruchio]that that PetruchioF3 F4.came]came notWarburton.[73]say]say,thatCapell.[76-80]Nay...many.]Printed as prose in Ff Q; as five lines of verse by Collier; as two lines by Rowe (ed. 2).[81]Scene iv.Pope.Enter P. and G.]Enter P. and G. fantastically habited. Rowe.Come]Come,comeS. Walker conj.gallants?]gallants here?Capell.who's]who isPope.[81-84]Come...were]Verse as in Capell. Printed as prose in Ff Q.See note (xv).[81, 83, 85]Come...Not so well...Were it...thus.]Come,come...Nor so...Were it not...thus?Lettsom conj., ending lines 83, 84 athalt not...were.[82]you are]you'rePope.[82, 83]sir.Pet.And yet I comenot well. Bap.And yet you halt not]sir: and yet you come not well. Pet.And yet I halt notCapell conj.[83]apparell'd]'parell'dPope, reading as one verseNot...were.[84]wish]could wishCapell.[85]Were]Why,wereHanmer.Tut! wereCapell.Wer'tS. Walker conj.better]much betterCollier MS.thus.]thus?Rann.[86]is my]is is myQ.[95]An]AndAnon. conj.[103]withal]with allF1 F2.[110]ha']F4.haF1 Q F2 F3.haveCapell.[113]can]F1 Q F2.couldF3 F4.[117]lovely]lovingCollier (Collier MS.).[Exeunt P. and G.]Dyce. [Exit. Ff Q. [Exeunt Pet. Gru. and Bio. Capell.[121][Exeunt B., G., and attendants.]Exit. Ff Q. [Exeunt Bap. and Attendants. Tranio follows; but is beckon'd back by Lucentio, who converses a while apart. Capell.[122]Scene v.Pope.But to her love]Grant White.But sir,LoveFf Q.But,sir,ourlovePope.But to her love,sirCapell.But,sir,her loveRann (Ritson conj.).But,sir,to her loveMalone (Tyrwhitt conj.).But to our loveCollier MS.But,sir,to loveKnight.[124]I before]Pope.beforeF1 Q.before IF2 F3 F4.[126]our turn]turnCapell (corrected in MS).[140]narrow-prying]Pope.narrowpryingFf Q.[143]Scene vi.Pope.Re-enter Gremio] Re-enter G. laughing. Capell.Signior]Now,signiorPope.[145]is]areHanmer.[147]grumbling]grumllingF1.grumlingQ.[148]she?]F4.sheF1 Q F2 F3.[153]Should ask]Did askHanmer.[160]wench]wretchCapell conj.rose]F1 Q.rose upF2 F3 F4.aroseReed (1803).[161-177]Trembled...play]Arranged as in Reed (1803). Printed as prose in F1 Q; as verse first in F2, making 16 lines, endingswore...him...done...if...mates...muscadell...face...beard...aske...tooke...lips...parting...this...me...marryage...play.[164-168]He calls...reason]Printed by Capell as five lines, endingwine...aboard...storm...sops...reason.[164]if]om. Capell.[165]He had]H'adPope.[168]reason]causePope.[170]him]HisF3 F4.[173]all]om. Long conj. MS.did echo]echo'dPope.[174]And I]ICapell.[175]I know]om. Hanmer.[176]never]Ne'erTheobald.[177]I hear]om. Hanmer.play]om. Theobald.[178]Scene vii.Pope.Petruchio, Katharina....]P. and C. as marry'd.... Capell.Grumio, and Train.]Capell.[183]will]mustHanmer.[193]you]you,sirHanmer.youstaySteevens conj.[194]you,]you,sirHanmer.youthenCapell.you staySteevens conj.[198]horse]horsesRowe (ed. 2).[199]Ay,sir]SirHanmer.oats]botsGrey conj.eaten]eaten upCapell.[203]not till]F1 Q F2 F3.nor tillF4.[205]whiles]whilePope.[206]be gone]goHanmer.till I]tillCapell.[214]made]maideQ.[220]yourselves]you selvesF2.[224]she is my house]and my houseHanmer.and she is My houseMitforl conj.[225]My]She is myHanmer.my barn]my barn,my stableCapell.my barn,my grangeS. Walker conj.my barn,my garnerEdd. conj.[228]mine]myRowe.[230]we are]we'rePope.[233][Exeunt P. K. and G.]Exeunt P. Ka. Ff Q. [Exit, hurrying Catherine out; Grumio, with his sword drawn, bringing up the rear. Capell.[237]Luc.Mistress...sister?]Continued to Tranio by Capell.[240]wants]wantPope.[242]wants]wantGrant White.[243]shall supply]supplyPope.shall haveRann (Capell conj.).[246]Come]om. Pope.See note (xvi).

[Scene ii.]Pope.Act iii. Scene i.Capell.

Before B.'s house.]Malone. Court before the house. Capell.

Lucentio]Rowe. om. Ff Q.

attendants.]attendants; Lucentio, and Hortensio among them. Capell.

[1]Bap.]Bap. [to Tra.] Capell.

['pointed]Pope.pointedFf Q.

[14]man.]Rowe.man;F1 Q F2 F3.man:F4.

[15]'point]Pope.pointFf Q.

[16]Make friends, invite,]F1 Q.Make friends, invite,yesF2 F3 F4.Make friends, invite themMalone.Make friends invite,yesSinger.Makefriends invitedGrant White.Makefriends invite guestsDyce conj.Makefeasts,invite friendsAnon. conj.

banns]Johnson.banesFf Q.

[18]Katharine]KatharinaRowe.

[24]know]Ff.knewQ.

[26]him]om. Q.

[Exit ... others.]Exit weeping. Ff Q. Exit weeping: is follow'd by Bianca, Gremio, Hortensio, and Others. Capell.

[28]a very saint]F1 Q.a saintF2 F3 F4.

[29]thy]F2 F3 F4. om. F1 Q.

Enter B.]Enter B., hastily. Capell.

[30.]Scene iii.Pope.

news,old news,and such news]Capell.news,and such newsFf Q.old news,and such newsRowe.news,and such old newsCollier (Collier MS.).

[33]hear]heardF1.heareQ.

[40]what to]what beCapell.what:—toMalone.what isCollier MS.

thine]F1 Q F2.thyF3 F4.

[41]a new]an oldAnon. conj.

[43, 45]laced; an...points]lacedwith two broken points; an...chapelessRann (Johnson conj.).

[45-47]his horse...kindred;]withan old mothy saddle,the stirrups of nokindred: his horse hip'd, Rann.

[46]hipped]hip'dFf Q.heapedCollier MS.

and]F1 Q.theF2 F3 F4.withtheHanmer (ed. 2).

[48]mose]mournHanmer.

[49]fashions]farcinHanmer.farcyLong conj. MS.

[50]fives]vivesHanmer.

[51]swayed]Hanmer.waidFf Q.

[52]near-legged]neere leg'dF1 Q F2.neer leg'dF3 F4.ne'er legg'dMalone.

[55]now repaired]new-repairedS. Walker conj.

girth]girtRowe (ed. 2).

[57]down]dowerF2.

[63]the humour of]the amours orCollier MS.See note (xiv).

pricked]prickt upF3 F4.

[65]or a]F1 Q.orF3 F4.

[66]odd]oldQ.

[66, 67]'Tis...apparell'dPrinted as prose in Q.

[68]he's come]he is comeJohnson.he's come thoughCapell.

howsoe'er]howsoereF1 Q.howsoeverF2 F3 F4.

[71]that Petruchio]that that PetruchioF3 F4.

came]came notWarburton.

[73]say]say,thatCapell.

[76-80]Nay...many.]Printed as prose in Ff Q; as five lines of verse by Collier; as two lines by Rowe (ed. 2).

[81]Scene iv.Pope.

Enter P. and G.]Enter P. and G. fantastically habited. Rowe.

Come]Come,comeS. Walker conj.

gallants?]gallants here?Capell.

who's]who isPope.

[81-84]Come...were]Verse as in Capell. Printed as prose in Ff Q.See note (xv).

[81, 83, 85]Come...Not so well...Were it...thus.]Come,come...Nor so...Were it not...thus?Lettsom conj., ending lines 83, 84 athalt not...were.

[82]you are]you'rePope.

[82, 83]sir.Pet.And yet I comenot well. Bap.And yet you halt not]sir: and yet you come not well. Pet.And yet I halt notCapell conj.

[83]apparell'd]'parell'dPope, reading as one verseNot...were.

[84]wish]could wishCapell.

[85]Were]Why,wereHanmer.Tut! wereCapell.Wer'tS. Walker conj.

better]much betterCollier MS.

thus.]thus?Rann.

[86]is my]is is myQ.

[95]An]AndAnon. conj.

[103]withal]with allF1 F2.

[110]ha']F4.haF1 Q F2 F3.haveCapell.

[113]can]F1 Q F2.couldF3 F4.

[117]lovely]lovingCollier (Collier MS.).

[Exeunt P. and G.]Dyce. [Exit. Ff Q. [Exeunt Pet. Gru. and Bio. Capell.

[121][Exeunt B., G., and attendants.]Exit. Ff Q. [Exeunt Bap. and Attendants. Tranio follows; but is beckon'd back by Lucentio, who converses a while apart. Capell.

[122]Scene v.Pope.

But to her love]Grant White.But sir,LoveFf Q.But,sir,ourlovePope.But to her love,sirCapell.But,sir,her loveRann (Ritson conj.).But,sir,to her loveMalone (Tyrwhitt conj.).But to our loveCollier MS.But,sir,to loveKnight.

[124]I before]Pope.beforeF1 Q.before IF2 F3 F4.

[126]our turn]turnCapell (corrected in MS).

[140]narrow-prying]Pope.narrowpryingFf Q.

[143]Scene vi.Pope.

Re-enter Gremio] Re-enter G. laughing. Capell.

Signior]Now,signiorPope.

[145]is]areHanmer.

[147]grumbling]grumllingF1.grumlingQ.

[148]she?]F4.sheF1 Q F2 F3.

[153]Should ask]Did askHanmer.

[160]wench]wretchCapell conj.

rose]F1 Q.rose upF2 F3 F4.aroseReed (1803).

[161-177]Trembled...play]Arranged as in Reed (1803). Printed as prose in F1 Q; as verse first in F2, making 16 lines, endingswore...him...done...if...mates...muscadell...face...beard...aske...tooke...lips...parting...this...me...marryage...play.

[164-168]He calls...reason]Printed by Capell as five lines, endingwine...aboard...storm...sops...reason.

[164]if]om. Capell.

[165]He had]H'adPope.

[168]reason]causePope.

[170]him]HisF3 F4.

[173]all]om. Long conj. MS.

did echo]echo'dPope.

[174]And I]ICapell.

[175]I know]om. Hanmer.

[176]never]Ne'erTheobald.

[177]I hear]om. Hanmer.

play]om. Theobald.

[178]Scene vii.Pope.

Petruchio, Katharina....]P. and C. as marry'd.... Capell.

Grumio, and Train.]Capell.

[183]will]mustHanmer.

[193]you]you,sirHanmer.youstaySteevens conj.

[194]you,]you,sirHanmer.youthenCapell.you staySteevens conj.

[198]horse]horsesRowe (ed. 2).

[199]Ay,sir]SirHanmer.

oats]botsGrey conj.

eaten]eaten upCapell.

[203]not till]F1 Q F2 F3.nor tillF4.

[205]whiles]whilePope.

[206]be gone]goHanmer.

till I]tillCapell.

[214]made]maideQ.

[220]yourselves]you selvesF2.

[224]she is my house]and my houseHanmer.and she is My houseMitforl conj.

[225]My]She is myHanmer.

my barn]my barn,my stableCapell.my barn,my grangeS. Walker conj.my barn,my garnerEdd. conj.

[228]mine]myRowe.

[230]we are]we'rePope.

[233][Exeunt P. K. and G.]Exeunt P. Ka. Ff Q. [Exit, hurrying Catherine out; Grumio, with his sword drawn, bringing up the rear. Capell.

[237]Luc.Mistress...sister?]Continued to Tranio by Capell.

[240]wants]wantPope.

[242]wants]wantGrant White.

[243]shall supply]supplyPope.shall haveRann (Capell conj.).

[246]Come]om. Pope.See note (xvi).


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