Which I could fancy more than any

other. Kath. Minion, thou liest. Is 't not Hortensio?

, Bian. If you affect him, sister, here I swear I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him.

Kath. O then, belike, you fancy riches more:
You will have Gremio to keep you fair.

Bian. Is it for him you do envý me so ?
Nay then you jest, and now I well perceive
You have but jested with me all this while :
I prithee, sister Kate, untie my hands.
Kath. If that be jest, then all the rest was so.

[Strikes her.

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Enter BAPTISTA.

Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this

insolence ? Bianca, stand aside.

Poor girl ! she weeps. Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her. For shame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit, Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong

thee? When did she cross thee with a bitter word ? Kath. Her silence flouts me, and I'll be revenged.

[Flies after Bianca. Bap. What, in my sight? Bianca, get thee in.

[Exit Bianca. Kath. What, will you not suffer me? Nay, now

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She is your treasure, she must have a husband;
I must dance bare-foot on her wedding-day,
And for your love to her lead apes in hell.

Talk not to me: I will go sit and weep
Till I can find occasion of revenge. [Exit,

Bap. Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I?
But who comes here?

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Enter GREMIO, LUCENTIO in the habit of a mean man ;

PETRUCHIO, with HORTENSIO musician; and Tranio, with BIONDELLO bearing a lute and books.

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Gre. Good morrow, neighbour Baptista.

Bap. Good morrow, neighbour Gremio. God save you, gentlemen! Pet. And you, good sir! Pray, have you not

a daughter
Callid Katharina, fair and virtuous ?

Bap. I have a daughter, sir, called Katharina,
Gre. You are too blunt : go to it orderly.
Pet. You wrong me, Signior Gremio: give me

leave.
I am a gentleman of Verona, sir,
That, hearing of her beauty and her wit,
Her affability and bashful modesty,
Her wondrous qualities and mild behaviour,
Am bold to show myself a forward guest
Within your house, to make mine eye the witness
Of that report which I so oft have heard.
And, for an entrance to my entertainment,
I do present you with a man of mine,

[Presenting Hortensio.
Cunning in music and the mathematics,
To instruct her fully in those sciences,
Whereof I know she is not ignorant :
Accept of him, or else you do me wrong :
His name is Licio, born in Mantua.

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Bap. You 're welcome, sir; and he, for your

good sake. But for my daughter Katharine, this I know, She is not for your turn, the more my grief.

Pet. I see you do not mean to part with her, Or else you like not of my company.

Bap. Mistake me not; I speak but as I find. Whence are you, sir ? what may I call your name?

Pet, Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son, A man well known throughout all Italy. Bap. I know him well: you are welcome for

his sake. Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too: Baccare! you are marvellous forward. Pet. O, pardon me, Signior Gremio; I would fain

be doing. Gre. I doubt it not, sir ; but you will curse

your wooing. Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of it. To express the like kindness, myself, that have been more kindly beholding to you than any, freely give unto you this young scholar (presenting Lucentio], that hath been long studying 80 at Rheims; as cunning, in Greek, Latin, and

, other languages, as the other in music and mathematics : his name is Cambio ; pray, accept his service.

Bap. A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio. Welcome, good Cambio. [To Tranio] But, gentle sir, methinks you walk like a stranger : may I be so bold to know the cause of your coming ?

Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own,

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That, being a stranger in this city here,
Do make myself a suitor to your daughter,
Unto Bianca, fair and virtuous.
Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me,
In the preferment of the eldest sister.
This liberty is all that I request,
That, upon knowledge of my parentage,
I

may have welcome, 'mongst the rest that woo,
And free access and favour as the rest :
And, toward the education of your daughters,
I here bestow a simple instrument,
And this small packet of Greek and Latin books :
If you accept them, then their worth is great.

Bap. Lucentio is your name; of whence, I

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pray?

Tra. Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio.

Bap. A mighty man of Pisa ; by report
I know him well : you are very welcome, sir.
Take you the lute, and you the set of books;
You shall go see your pupils presently.
Holla, within !

Enter a Servant.

JIO

Sirrah, lead these gentlemen
To my daughters; and tell them both.
These are their tutors : bid them use them well.
[Exit Servant, with Lucentio and Hortensio,

Biondello following:
We will go walk a little in the orchard,
And then to dinner. You are passing welcome,
And so I pray you all to think yourselves.

Pet. Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste, And every day I cannot come to woo.

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You knew my father well, and in him me,
Left solely heir to all his lands and goods,
Which I have better'd rather than decreased :
Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love,
What dowry shall I have with her to wife?

Bap. After my death the one half of my lands,
And in possession twenty thousand crowns.

Pet. And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of
Her widowhood, be it that she survive me,
In all my lands and leases whatsoever :
Let specialties be therefore drawn between us,
That covenants may be kept on either hand.

Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd,
That is, her love ; for that is all in all.

Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father, I am as peremptory as she proud-minded; And where two raging fires meet together They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: Though little fire grows great with little wind, Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all : So I to her and so she yields to me; For I am rough and woo not like a babe. Bap. Well mayst thou woo, and happy be thy

speed ! But be thou arm’d for some unhappy words. Pet Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for

winds, That shake not, though they blow perpetually.

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Re-enter HORTENSIO, with his head broke. Bap. How now, my friend! why dost thou

look so pale ? 124. assure her of her widow- 127. specialties, a specific

in, settle upon her deed of contract. for the term of her widowhood. VOL. II

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