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Tap. Yea, marry, but thou hadst best get thee home, for your wife will curse you dreaming beere all night.
Slie. Will she? I know how to tame a shrew; I dreamt upon it all this night, and u hast wak'd me out of the best dream that ever I had: but I'll to my wife and me her too, if she anger me.
In the theatres of Shakspere's day, when a play was played within a y, the characters who were presented as witnessing the mimic piece were pught on in the gallery which was at the back of the stage, at some ght above the actors' platform; thus, while carrying out the drama's idea, the mimic audience could not interrupt the view or the enjoynt of the real audience, as their presence was only obtruded when their mments upon the passing performance were to be uttered. In our day, en the two sets of characters have to mingle on the same level, it uld be very confusing, and almost destructive of the pleasure of the real dience in the real play, to continue the actual presence of a set of unessary characters on the scene. Hence Sly and his companions are
y properly dropped before they become tiresome.
In the Garrick conder. ation of Shakspere's play nearly every actor and ress of note within the past century has appeared-from Woodward, o was the original of the GARRICK version, supported by Mrs. Pritchard Katharine, and later by Kitty Clive; and Kemble and Elliston, mating h Mrs. Siddons and Mrs. C. Kemble-to more recent days when Macdy and Irving, and Helen Faucet and Ellen Terry have played the two ts, and later upon our own stage, when Fanny Davenport and Clara rtis have been seen as "Kate the Curst; " the former once playing therine to the Petruchio of Edwin Booth. In the present production this comedy Miss Rehan and Mr. Drew and the other members of the mpany of Daly's Theatre may be said to be the creators on the Ameristage of every part in the restored comedy. The performers in the uction are undoubtedly entitled to the credit of first representing their rácters in this country.
I need not point out nor excuse the few excisions and transpositions of t which I have considered necessary, in order to bring Shakspere's k within the playing requirements of our day. I believe they have en found justified in every instance, by the result.
AMING OF THE SHREW.
NE I.-Before an ale-house on a heath. The HOSTESS pushes SLY forth from the door, R. C. Horns are heard in the distance.
Host. A pair of stocks, you rogue.
Sly. Y' are a baggage; the Slys are no rogues: look in the nicles, we came in with Richard Conqueror.
Host. You will not pay for the glasses you have burst? ly. No, not a denier:-go to thy cold bed and warm
Host. I know my remedy, I must go fetch the thirdugh. [Exit into house. ly. Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer him by I'll not budge an inch.
[Lies down on the ground and falls asleep. ·
s are heard nearer. Enter a LORD from hunting, with his Train.
ord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds:
Merriman,-the poor cur is emboss'd;
ald not lose the dog for twenty pound.
Lord. What's here? one dead, or drunk? see, doth
This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly.
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,
And brave attendants near him when he wakes,
1 Hun. Believe me, lord, it would seem strange unto
Lord. Even as a flattering dream, or worthless fancy.
Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters,
To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound;
This do, and do it kindly, gentle sirs;
1 Hun. My lord, I warrant you, we'll play our part,
As he shall think, by our true diligence,
He is no less than what we say he is.
Lord. Take him up gently and to bed with him; d each one to his office, when he wakes.
[Some bear out SLY. A trumpet sounds.
rah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds:
[Exit the HUNTSMAN, L.
like, some noble gentleman, that means, avelling some journey, to repose him here. Re-enter the HUNTSMAN.
w now? who is it?
An 't please your honor, players,
at offer service to your lordship.
Lord. Bid them come near.
[HUNTSMAN beckons off, and then crosses to R. Enter the PLAYERS.
Now, fellows, you are welcome.
1 Play. We thank your honor.
Lord. Do you intend to stay with me to-night?
[Crosses to the PLAYER.
ce once he play'd a farmer's eldest son ;
was where you woo'd the gentlewoman so well: ave forgot your name; but, sure, that part
is aptly fitted, and naturally perform'd.
1 Play. I think, 'twas Soto that your honor means.
ll, you are come to me in happy time;