And will not promise her to any man, Hor. Sir, you fay well, and well you do conceive: And fince you do profess to be a fuitor, You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman, To whom we all reft generally beholden. Tra. Sir, I fhall not be flack: in fign whereof, m Please ye we may contrive this afternoon, And quaff carouses to our mistress' health ; Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends. Gre. O excellent motion! Fellows, let's begone. Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it so ;Petruchio, I fhall be your ben venuto. [Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I. Baptifta's House in Padua. Enter Katharina and Bianca, Bian. Good fifter, wrong me not, nor wrong yourfelf, To make a bondmaid and a slave of me; That I difdain: but for thefe other gawds, contrive]-spend it together in forming our fchemes-convive, feast, banquet together. Unbind Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself, Kath. Of all thy fuitors, here I charge thee, tell Kath. Minion, thou ly'ft; Is't not Hortenfio? Bian. Is it for him you do envy me fo? then all the rest was so. Kath. If that be jeft, Enter Baptifta. [Strikes her. Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this info lence ? Bianca, stand afide ;-poor girl! she weeps:Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her. For fhame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit, Why doft thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee? Kath. Her filence P flouts me, and I'll be reveng'd. n fair.]-in finery. • thou bilding of a devilifh fpirit,]-thou vileft of termagants, thou moft outrageous vixen. P flouts]-infults. Bap. Bap. What, in my sight ;-Bianca, get thee in. Kath. Will you not suffer me? Nay, now I fee, Bap. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I? [Exit Kath. Enter Gremio, Lucentio in the habit of a mean man; Petruchio with Hortenfio, like a musician; Tranio, and Biondello bearing a lute and books. Gre. Good-morrow, neighbour Baptifta. Bap. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio: God fave you, gentlemen! Pet. And you, good fir! Pray, have you not a daughter Call'd Katharina, fair, and virtuous ? Bap. I have a daughter, fir, call'd Katharina. Gre. You are too blunt; go to it orderly. Pet. You wrong me, fignior Gremio; give me leave. I am a gentleman of Verona,.fir, That, hearing of her beauty, and her wit, Her affability, and bashful modefty, Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour,- I do prefent you with a man of mine, [Prefenting Hortenfio. a dance bare-foot-the fate of an elder fifter, whofe younger marlead apes in hell.]-die an old maid. ries before her. Cunning Cunning in mufick, and the mathematicks, Bap. You're welcome, fir; and he, for your good fake: But for my daughter Katharine,-this I know, She is not for your turn, the more my grief. Or else you like not of my company. · Bap. Miftake me not, I fpeak but as I find. Whence are you, fir? what may I call your name? Pet. Petruchio is my name; Antonio's fon, A man well known throughout all Italy. Bap. I know him well: you are welcome for his fake. Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too: Pet. Oh, pardon me, fignior Gremio; I would fain be doing. Gre. I doubt it not, fir; but you will curfe your woo ing. Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of it. To exprefs the like kindness myself, that have been more kindly beholding to you than any, 'I freely give unto you this young scholar, that hath been long ftudying at Rheims; [Prefenting Lucentio,] as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in mufick and mathematicks his name is Cambio; pray, accept his fervice. Bap. A thousand thanks, fignior Gremio: welcome, good Cambio.-But, gentle fir, methinks, you walk like a ftranger; [To Tranio.] May I be fo bold to know the cause of your coming Baccare!]-Hold, stand back! free leave give to. Tra. Tra. Pardon me, fir, the boldness is mine own; That, being a stranger in this city here, I may have welcome 'mongst the reft that woo, And, toward the education of your daughters, And this fmall packet of Greek and Latin books: Bap. A mighty man of Pifa; by report, [To Hortenfio and Lucentio. You shall go see your pupils presently. Holla, within !— Sirrah, lead Enter a Servant. These gentlemen to my daughters; and tell them both, These are their tutors; bid them use them well. [Exit Servant with Hortenfio and Lucentio. We will go walk a little in the orchard, And then to dinner: You are paffing welcome, Pet. Signior Baptifta, my business asketh haste, "And every day I cannot come to woo. And every day I cannot come to woo. VOL. II. X You |