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Die böse Katharina, 1705; Schink's Die bezähmte Wiederbellerin, 1781; and Holbein's Liebe kann Alles, 1822; finally the now current version by Deinhardstein (Kilian, Jahrbuch, xxxii. 129). In this last, gross as it is, the play has won a stage popularity which no other comedy of Shakespeare approaches, and Othello alone among his dramas surpasses. In 1894, out of

706 performances of 25 Shakespearean plays, The Taming of the Shrew was performed 83 times by 51 companies, exclusive of some 25 times in the earlier version of Holbein above mentioned (Kilian, Jahrbuch, xxxii. 353).

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THE TAMING OF THE SHREW

INDUCTION.

SCENE I. Before an alehouse on a heath.

Enter HOSTESS and SLY.

Sly. I'll pheeze you, in faith.

Host. A pair of stocks, you rogue !

Sly. Ye are a baggage: the Slys are no rogues; look in the chronicles; we came in with Richard Conqueror. Therefore paucas pallabris; let the world slide: sessa!

Host. You will not pay for the glasses you have burst?

Sly. No, not a denier.

Go by, Jeronimy: go

to thy cold bed, and warm thee.

1. pheeze, chastise, pay off (a low word, only used elsewhere in Shakespeare by Ajax in Tr. and Cr.).

5. paucas pallabris, Sly's corruption of Spanish pocas palabras, 'few words,' 'silence!' a learned tag much affected by the pretentious vulgar. 'Palabras' is Dogberry's reproof to Verges (Much Ado, iii. 5.).

6. sessa, probably a cry encouraging to swift running.

9. denier, a coin of very small

value.

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9. Go by, Jeronimy, a hackneyed scrap from Kyd's Spanish Tragedy, where the hero, Jeronymo, finding himself in a perilous situation, addresses himself nearly in these words. F, has S. Jeronymy, probably through a misprint of S. for? (i.e. !). Delius thought Sly was meant to confuse Jeronymo with Saint Jerome, but this is unlikely. Go to thy cold bed, and warm thee, was a similar scrap.

Host. I know my remedy; I must go fetch the third-borough.

[Exit. Sly. Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer him by law: I'll not budge an inch, boy: let him come, and kindly. [Falls asleep.

Horns winded.

Enter a Lord from hunting, with his train.

Lord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds:

Brach Merriman, the poor cur is emboss'd;

And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd brach.
Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good
At the hedge-corner, in the coldest fault?
I would not lose the dog for twenty pound.
First Hun. Why, Belman is as good as he, my
lord;

He cried upon it at the merest loss

And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent:
Trust me, I take him for the better dog.

Lord. Thou art a fool: if Echo were as fleet,

I would esteem him worth a dozen such.
But sup them well and look unto them all :
To-morrow I intend to hunt again.

First Hun. I will, my lord.

Lord. What's here? one dead, or drunk? See, doth he breathe?

Sec. Hun. He breathes, my lord. Were he not warm'd with ale,

This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly.

12. third-borough, constable. 16. tender, care for.

17. Brach is probably wrong; leech, breathe, trash (i.e. hold in) have been variously proposed.

17. emboss'd, worn out. 18. brach, female hound. 23. cried upon it at the merest loss, found the scent when it seemed totally lost.

Lord. O monstrous beast! how like a swine

he lies!

Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image!
Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man.

What think you, if he were convey'd to bed,
Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his
fingers,

A most delicious banquet by his bed,

And brave attendants near him when he wakes, 40 Would not the beggar then forget himself?

First Hun. Believe me, lord, I think he can

not choose.

Sec. Hun. It would seem strange unto him when he waked.

Lord. Even as a flattering dream or worthless
fancy.

Then take him up, and manage well the jest:
Carry him gently to my fairest chamber

And hang it round with all my wanton pictures:
Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters,
And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet:
Procure me music ready when he wakes,
To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound;
And if he chance to speak, be ready straight
And with a low submissive reverence

Say 'What is it your honour will command?'
Let one attend him with a silver basin

Full of rose-water and bestrew'd with flowers;
Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper,

And say 'Will't please your lordship cool your hands?'

Some one be ready with a costly suit

And ask him what apparel he will wear;
Another tell him of his hounds and horse,

36. practise, play a trick.
40. brave, showily dressed.

57. diaper, a towel of fine linen.

Host. I know my remedy; I must go fetch the third-borough.

[Exit. Sly. Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer him by law: I'll not budge an inch, boy: let him come, and kindly. [Falls asleep.

Horns winded.

Enter a Lord from hunting, with his train.

Lord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well
my hounds:

Brach Merriman, the poor cur is emboss'd ;
And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd brach.
Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good
At the hedge-corner, in the coldest fault?
I would not lose the dog for twenty pound.
First Hun. Why, Belman is as good as he, my
lord;

He cried upon it at the merest loss

And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent:
Trust me, I take him for the better dog.

Lord. Thou art a fool: if Echo were as fleet,
I would esteem him worth a dozen such.

But
sup them well and look unto them all:
To-morrow I intend to hunt again.