Act Iv. Scene I.] Pope.

P.'s country house.] Pope. A hall in.... Capell.

rayed] 'wray'd Capell.

is] is't Anon. conj.

Curtis] Burtis Q.

this] the Rowe (ed. 2).

myself] thyself Hanmer (Warburton).

three-inch] three-inch'd Rowe.

thy] my Theobald.

There's] There is Hanmer.

thou wilt] wilt thou F1. will thaw Anon. conj.

their] F3 F4. the F1 Q F2. the--in their S. Walker conj., supposing an omission.

the carpets] carpets F3 F4.

news] what news F2 F3 F4. thy news Malone conj.

is] Rowe (ed. 2). 'tis Ff Q.

of] on Rowe.

of worthy] worthy of S. Walker conj.

thy] the Q.

is] om. Q.

Walter, Sugarsop] Walter Sugarsop S. Walker conj.

Sugarsop] corrupt, Id. conj.

sleekly] slickely F1 Q F2. slickly F3 F4.

indifferent] different Malone conj.

knit] knot Capell.

call] Ff Q. call'st Rowe (ed. 2).

Enter....] Ff Q (after line 90).

Nath.] Walt. Edd. conj.

is ready] F1 Q. are ready F2 F3 F4.

SCENE II. Pope.

door] the door Capell.

attendance] attendants Q.

peasant] pleasant Pope (ed. 2).

these] F1 Q. the F2 F3 F4.

here are] F1 Q. om. F2 F3 F4.

led--] led, say they:-- Capell.

those--] those villains? Capell.

Soud ... soud] Sù ... sù. A. A. (N. and Q.) conj.

rogues] rogue Hammer.

Out] Out, out Pope.

mend] mind Hanmer.

my] by Hanmer (a misprint).

flap-ear'd] flatear'd Rowe.

What's] What is Hanmer.

Ay] Yes Rowe.

Peter.] F1 Q. Ser F2 F3 F4.

all the] all the rest o'the Capell.

to-morrow] for to-morrow Pope.

swears] sweare F2.

that she] and she Rowe.

SCENE III. Pope.

bate ... beat] baite ... beate F1 Q F2. bait ... beat F3 F4.

she shall] shall F3 F4.

another] that Pope.

I intend] I'll pretend Rowe (ed. 2).

SCENE II. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house.

Enter TRANIO and HORTENSIO.

Tra. Is't possible, friend Licio, that Mistress Bianca Doth fancy any other but Lucentio? I tell you, sir, she bears me fair in hand.

Hor. Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said, Stand by and mark the manner of his teaching. 5

Enter BIANCA and LUCENTIO.

Luc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you read?

Bian. What, master, read you? first resolve me that.

Luc. I read that I profess, the Art to Love.

Bian. And may you prove, sir, master of your art!

Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart! 10

Hor. Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, I pray, You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca Loved none in the world so well as Lucentio.

Tra. O despiteful love! unconstant womankind! I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful. 15

Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio, Nor a musician, as I seem to be; But one that scorn to live in this disguise, For such a one as leaves a gentleman, And makes a god of such a cullion: 20 Know, sir, that I am call'd Hortensio.

Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard Of your entire affection to Bianca; And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness, I will with you, if you be so contented, 25 Forswear Bianca and her love for ever.

Hor. See, how they kiss and court! Signior Lucentio, Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow Never to woo her more, but do forswear her, As one unworthy all the former favours 30 That I have fondly flatter'd her withal.

Tra. And here I take the like unfeigned oath, Never to marry with her though she would entreat: Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him!

Hor. Would all the world but he had quite forsworn! 35 For me, that I may surely keep mine oath, I will be married to a wealthy widow, Ere three days pass, which hath as long loved me As I have loved this proud disdainful haggard. And so farewell, Signior Lucentio. 40 Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, Shall win my love: and so I take my leave, In resolution as I swore before. [Exit.

Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case! 45 Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love, And have forsworn you with Hortensio.

Bian. Tranio, you jest: but have you both forsworn me?

Tra. Mistress, we have.

Luc. Then we are rid of Licio.

Tra. I'faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, 50 That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day.

Bian. God give him joy!

Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her.

Bian. He says so, Tranio.

Tra. Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school.

Bian. The taming-school! what, is there such a place? 55

Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master; That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long, To tame a shrew and charm her chattering tongue.

Enter BIONDELLO.

Bion. O master, master, I have watch'd so long That I am dog-weary! but at last I spied 60 An ancient angel coming down the hill, Will serve the turn.

Tra. What is he, Biondello?

Bion. Master, a mercatantè, or a pedant, I know not what; but formal in apparel, In gait and countenance surely like a father. 65

Luc. And what of him, Tranio?

Tra. If he be credulous and trust my tale, I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio, And give assurance to Baptista Minola, As if he were the right Vincentio. 70 Take in your love, and then let me alone. [Exeunt Lucentio and Bianca.

Enter a Pedant.

Ped. God save you, sir!

Tra. And you, sir! you are welcome. Travel you far on, or are you at the farthest?

Ped. Sir, at the farthest for a week or two: But then up farther, and as far as Rome; 75 And so to Tripoli, if God lend me life.

Tra. What countryman, I pray?

Ped. Of Mantua.

Tra. Of Mantua, sir? marry, God forbid! And come to Padua, careless of your life?

Ped. My life, sir! how, I pray? for that goes hard. 80

Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua To come to Padua. Know you not the cause? Your ships are stay'd at Venice; and the Duke, For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him, Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly: 85 'Tis marvel, but that you are but newly come, You might have heard it else proclaim'd about.

Ped. Alas, sir, it is worse for me than so! For I have bills for money by exchange From Florence, and must here deliver them. 90

Tra. Well, sir, to do you courtesy, This will I do, and this I will advise you: First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa?

Ped. Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been; Pisa renowned for grave citizens. 95

Tra. Among them know you one Vincentio?

Ped. I know him not, but I have heard of him; A merchant of incomparable wealth.

Tra. He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say, In countenance somewhat doth resemble you. 100

Bion. As much as an apple doth an oyster, and all one. [Aside.

Tra. To save your life in this extremity, This favour will I do you for his sake; And think it not the worst of all your fortunes That you are like to Sir Vincentio. 105 His name and credit shall you undertake, And in my house you shall be friendly lodged: Look that you take upon you as you should; You understand me, sir: so shall you stay Till you have done your business in the city: 110 If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it.

Ped. O sir, I do; and will repute you ever The patron of my life and liberty.

Tra. Then go with me to make the matter good. This, by the way, I let you understand; 115 My father is here look'd for every day, To pass assurance of a dower in marriage 'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here: In all these circumstances I'll instruct you: Go with me to clothe you as becomes you. [Exeunt. 120

LINENOTES:

SCENE II.] Steevens. ACT V. SCENE I. Pope. SCENE IV. Hanmer. ACT IV. SCENE I. Capell. See note (XVIII).

Padua] Pope.

Before B's house.] Theobald.

Enter T. and H.] Ff Q. Enter Lucentio and Bianca courting; and, on the opposite side, Tranio and Hortensio. Capell.

that] om. S. Walker conj.

Mistress] om. Pope.

Hor.] F2 F3 F4. Luc. F1 Q.

Sir, to satisfy you] Ff Q. To satisfy you, sir Pope. Signior, to satisfy you Anon conj.

have] om. Pope.

... and Lucentio] Rowe.

What, master, read you? first] Theobald. What master read you first, Ff Q.

to] of Rowe (ed. 2).

Quick proceeders, marry] Marry, quick proceeders Capell.

Now, tell me] Tell me now Capell.

that your mistress] your mistress fair Capell.

none] Rowe. me Ff Q.

in the] i'the Capell.

as] as her Capell.

O] om. Capell.

Never ... forswear her] om. Rowe.

her] F3 F4. them F1 Q F2.

Never] Ne'er Steevens.

with her] her Pope, wi'her S. Walker conj.

she would] she Pope. she'ld S. Walker conj.

forsworn] forsworn her Rowe (ed. 2).

oath,] Rowe. oath. Ff Q.

so] om. F2. thus Collier MS.

Tra.] Tra. [passing to the other side]. Capell.

'longeth] Hanmer. longeth Ff Q.

her] her too S. Walker conj.

unto] Ff Q. into Warburton. to Heath conj.

ACT V. SCENE II. Pope. SCENE V. Hanmer.

Enter B.] Enter B. running. Theobald.

I am] I'm Pope.

ancient angel] angel-merchant Steevens conj.

angel] Angel F1 F3 F4. Angell Q F2. engle Theobald. ayeul Becket conj. gentleman or gentle Mitford conj. morsel Staunton conj. ambler Collier (Collier MS.), antick Anon. conj. uncle Bubier conj.

coming] going Pope (ed. 2).

mercatantè, or] Capell. marcantant or Ff Q. mercantant, or else Pope.

surely] F1 Q. surly F2 F3 F4.

Tranio] om. S. Walker conj.

give] give him Theobald.

Take in] Theobald. Par. Take me F1 Q. Take me, F2 F3 F4. Partake or Take on Anon. conj.

Take ... and then] Partake your love within; Anon. conj.

and] e'en Theobald conj.

sir? marry] sir? Pope. sir, say you? Hanmer. sir? marry now Capell.

in] of Hanmer.

you are] you're Pope.

courtesy] courtesy herein Capell.

I will] will I Pope.

countenance] count'nance F1 Q F3 F4. countnance F2.

like to Sir] so like to Collier MS. like, sir, to Staunton conj.

the city] this city Capell conj.

courtesy] court'sie Ff Q.

dower] Warburton. dowre Ff Q. dowry Rowe.

me] F1 Q. me, sir F2 F3 F4. See note (XIX).

SCENE III. A room in PETRUCHIO'S house.

Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO.

Gru. No, no, forsooth; I dare not for my life.

Kath. The more my wrong, the more his spite appears: What, did he marry me to famish me? Beggars, that come unto my father's door, Upon entreaty have a present alms; 5 If not, elsewhere they meet with charity: But I, who never knew how to entreat, Nor never needed that I should entreat, Am starved for meat, giddy for lack of sleep; With oaths kept waking, and with brawling fed: 10 And that which spites me more than all these wants, He does it under name of perfect love; As who should say, if I should sleep or eat, 'Twere deadly sickness or else present death. I prithee go and get me some repast; 15 I care not what, so it be wholesome food.

Gru. What say you to a neat's foot?

Kath. 'Tis passing good: I prithee let me have it.

Gru. I fear it is too choleric a meat. How say you to a fat tripe finely broil'd? 20

Kath. I like it well: good Grumio, fetch it me.

Gru. I cannot tell; I fear 'tis choleric. What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?

Kath. A dish that I do love to feed upon.

Gru. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little. 25

Kath. Why then, the beef, and let the mustard rest.

Gru. Nay then, I will not: you shall have the mustard, Or else you get no beef of Grumio.

Kath. Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt.

Gru. Why then, the mustard without the beef. 30

Kath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave, [Beats him. That feed'st me with the very name of meat: Sorrow on thee and all the pack of you That triumph thus upon my misery! Go, get thee gone, I say. 35

Enter PETRUCHIO and HORTENSIO with meat.

Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all amort?

Hor. Mistress, what cheer?

Kath. Faith, as cold as can be.

Pet. Pluck up thy spirits; look cheerfully upon me. Here, love; thou see'st how diligent I am To dress thy meat myself and bring it thee: 40 I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits thanks. What, not a word? Nay, then thou lovest it not; And all my pains is sorted to no proof. Here, take away this dish.

Kath. I pray you, let it stand.

Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks; 45 And so shall mine, before you touch the meat.

Kath. I thank you, sir.

Hor. Signior Petruchio, fie! you are to blame. Come, Mistress Kate, I'll bear you company.

Pet. Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lovest me. [Aside. 50 Much good do it unto thy gentle heart! Kate, eat apace: and now, my honey love, Will we return unto thy father's house, And revel it as bravely as the best, With silken coats and caps and golden rings, 55 With ruffs and cuffs and fardingales and things; With scarfs and fans and double change of bravery, With amber bracelets, beads and all this knavery. What, hast thou dined? The tailor stays thy leisure, To deck thy body with his ruffling treasure. 60

Enter Tailor.

Come, tailor, let us see these ornaments; Lay forth the gown.

Enter Haberdasher.

What news with you, sir?

Hab. Here is the cap your worship did bespeak.

Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer; A velvet dish: fie, fie! 'tis lewd and filthy: 65 Why, 'tis a cockle or a walnut-shell, A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap: Away with it! come, let me have a bigger.

Kath. I'll have no bigger: this doth fit the time And gentlewomen wear such caps as these. 70

Pet. When you are gentle, you shall have one too, And not till then.

Hor. That will not be in haste. [Aside.

Kath. Why, sir, I trust I may have leave to speak; And speak I will; I am no child, no babe: Your betters have endured me say my mind, 75 And if you cannot, best you stop your ears. My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, Or else my heart concealing it will break; And rather than it shall, I will be free Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words. 80

Pet. Why, thou say'st true; it is a paltry cap, A custard-coffin, a bauble, a silken pie: I love thee well, in that thou likest it not.

Kath. Love me or love me not, I like the cap; And it I will have, or I will have none. 85 [Exit Haberdasher.

Pet. Thy gown? why, ay: come, tailor, let us see't. O mercy, God! what masquing stuff is here? What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon: What, up and down, carved like an apple-tart? Here's snip and nip and cut and slish and slash, 90 Like to a censer in a barber's shop: Why, what, i' devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?

Hor. I see she's like to have neither cap nor gown. [Aside.

Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well, According to the fashion and the time. 95

Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be remember'd, I did not bid you mar it to the time. Go, hop me over every kennel home, For you shall hop without my custom, sir: I'll none of it: hence! make your best of it. 100

Kath. I never saw a better-fashion'd gown, More quaint, more pleasing, nor more commendable: Belike you mean to make a puppet of me.

Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet of thee.

Tai. She says your worship means to make a puppet of her. 105

Pet. O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread, thou thimble, Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail! Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter-cricket thou! Braved in mine own house with a skein of thread? 110 Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant; Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard, As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou livest! I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown.

Tai. Your worship is deceived; the gown is made 115 Just as my master had direction: Grumio gave order how it should be done.

Gru. I gave him no order; I gave him the stuff.

Tai. But how did you desire it should be made?

Gru. Marry, sir, with needle and thread. 120

Tai. But did you not request to have it cut?

Gru. Thou hast faced many things.

Tai. I have.

Gru. Face not me: thou hast braved many men; brave not me; I will neither be faced nor braved. I say unto 125 thee, I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest.

Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify.

Pet. Read it.

Gru. The note lies in's throat, if he say I said so. 130

Tai. [reads] 'Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown:'

Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said a gown.

Pet. Proceed. 135

Tai. [reads] 'With a small compassed cape:'

Gru. I confess the cape.

Tai. [reads] 'With a trunk sleeve:'

Gru. I confess two sleeves.

Tai. [reads] 'The sleeves curiously cut.' 140

Pet. Ay, there's the villany.

Gru. Error i' the bill, sir; error i' the bill. I commanded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed up again; and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble. 145

Tai. This is true that I say: an I had thee in place where, thou shouldst know it.

Gru. I am for thee straight: take thou the bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me.

Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no odds. 150

Pet. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me.

Gru. You are i' the right, sir: 'tis for my mistress.

Pet. Go, take it up unto thy master's use.

Gru. Villain, not for thy life: take up my mistress' gown for thy master's use! 155

Pet. Why, sir, what's your conceit in that?

Gru. O, sir, the conceit is deeper than you think for: Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use! O, fie, fie, fie!

Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor paid. [Aside. 160

Go take it hence; be gone, and say no more.

Hor. Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-morrow: Take no unkindness of his hasty words: Away! I say; commend me to thy master. [Exit Tailor.

Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's 165 Even in these honest mean habiliments: Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor; For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. 170 What is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye? O, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse 175 For this poor furniture and mean array. If thou account'st it shame, lay it on me; And therefore frolic: we will hence forthwith, To feast and sport us at thy father's house. Go, call my men, and let us straight to him; 180 And bring our horses unto Long-lane end; There will we mount, and thither walk on foot. Let's see; I think 'tis now some seven o'clock, And well we may come there by dinner-time.

Kath. I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two; 185 And 'twill be supper-time ere you come there.

Pet. It shall be seven ere I go to horse: Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do, You are still crossing it. Sirs, let't alone: I will not go to-day; and ere I do, 190 It shall be what o'clock I say it is.

Hor. Why, so this gallant will command the sun. [Exeunt.

LINENOTES:

SCENE III.] Steevens. Actus Quartus. Scæna Prima. Ff Q. ACT IV. SCENE IV. Pope. ACT V. SCENE I. Hanmer. ACT IV. SCENE VI. Warburton. ACT IV. SCENE II. Capell.

Nor ... entreat] omitted in Reed (1803, 1813), Boswell (1821), &c.

wants] wrongs Capell (corrected in MS.).

choleric] F1 Q. phlegmatic F2 F3 F4.

'tis] it is Rowe. it's Pope.

Nay then] Nay, that Collier (Collier MS.).

without] e'en without Hanmer. now without Capell.

SCENE V. Pope. SCENE VII. Warburton.

Faith] I'faith Capell.

I am] I'm Pope.

is] are Halliwell.

this] the F3 F4.

I pray you] Pray Hanmer.

me.] me: Ff Q. me, Rowe.

Much] Now much Capell.

fardingales] F1 Q F2 F3. fardingals F4.

What] F1 Q. With F2 F3 F4.

To] The F2.

ruffling] rustling Pope.

SCENE VI. Pope. ACT V. SCENE III. Hanmer. SCENE VIII. Warburton.

Enter....] Ff Q (after line 61).

sir?] sir? ha! Hanmer.

Hab.] Rowe. Fel. Ff Q.

uttermost] utmost Pope.

a] om. F1.

it will have] I will have it Pope.

God] Heav'n Rowe (ed. 2).

What's this?] F1 Q. What this? F2. What? this F3 F4.

like a] like F1.

i'] Edd. a Ff Q. o' Capell.

tailor] trilor F4.

to have] to've Pope.

and] of Rowe (ed. 2).

and did] I did Long conj. MS.

monstrous] F1 Q. most monstrous F2 F3 F4.

liest] list Anon conj.

thou thread] om. Ritson conj.

thimble,] thimble thou! thou liest, Hanmer.

yard,] F2 F3 F4. yard F1 Q.

Imprimis] F3 F4. Inprimis F1 Q F2.

loose-bodied] loose body's Steevens conj. from (Q).

sew me] sow me up Pope.

an] Pope. and Ff Q.

where, thou shouldst] Q F3 F4. where thou shouldst F1. where thou should F2.

not me] me not Hanmer.

Pet.] Kath. Daniel conj.

to] unto F3 F4.

peereth] 'peareth Grant White (Capell conj.).

What is] Ff Q. What; is Pope.

good] om. Q.

account'st] Rowe. accountedst F1 Q F2. accounted'st F3 F4.

on foot] afoot Capell.

and] or, Capell.

Why, so] Why so F1 Q. Why so: F2 F3 F4. Why, so! Capell. See note (XIX).

SCENE IV. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house.

Enter TRANIO, and the Pedant dressed like VINCENTIO.

Tra. Sir, this is the house: please it you that I call?

Ped. Ay, what else? and but I be deceived Signior Baptista may remember me, Near twenty years ago, in Genoa, Where we were lodgers at the Pegasus. 5

Tra. 'Tis well; and hold your own, in any case, With such austerity as 'longeth to a father.

Ped. I warrant you.

Enter BIONDELLO.

But, sir, here comes your boy; 'Twere good he were school'd.

Tra. Fear you not him. Sirrah Biondello, 10 Now do your duty throughly, I advise you: Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio.

Bion. Tut, fear not me.

Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista?

Bion. I told him that your father was at Venice; 15 And that you look'd for him this day in Padua.

Tra. Thou'rt a tall fellow: hold thee that to drink. Here comes Baptista: set your countenance, sir.

Enter BAPTISTA and LUCENTIO.

Signior Baptista, you are happily met. [To the Pedant] Sir, this is the gentleman I told you of: 20 I pray you, stand good father to me now, Give me Bianca for my patrimony.

Ped. Soft, son! Sir, by your leave: having come to Padua To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio 25 Made me acquainted with a weighty cause Of love between your daughter and himself: And, for the good report I hear of you, And for the love he beareth to your daughter, And she to him, to stay him not too long, 30 I am content, in a good father's care, To have him match'd; and, if you please to like No worse than I, upon some agreement Me shall you find ready and willing With one consent to have her so bestow'd; 35 For curious I cannot be with you, Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well.

Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say: Your plainness and your shortness please me well. Right true it is, your son Lucentio here 40 Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him, Or both dissemble deeply their affections: And therefore, if you say no more than this. That like a father you will deal with him, And pass my daughter a sufficient dower, 45 The match is made, and all is done: Your son shall have my daughter with consent.

Tra. I thank you, sir. Where then do you know best We be affied and such assurance ta'en As shall with either part's agreement stand? 50

Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio; for, you know, Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants: Besides, old Gremio is hearkening still; And happily we might be interrupted.

Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you: 55 There doth my father lie; and there, this night, We'll pass the business privately and well. Send for your daughter by your servant here; My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently. The worst is this, that, at so slender warning, 60 You are like to have a thin and slender pittance.

Bap. It likes me well. Cambio, his you home, And bid Bianca make her ready straight; And, if you will, tell what hath happened, Lucentio's father is arrived in Padua, 65 And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife.

Bion. I pray the gods she may with all my heart!

Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. [Exit Bion Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer: 70 Come, sir; we will better it in Pisa.

Bap. I follow you. [Exeunt Tranio, Pedant, and Baptista. Re-enter BIONDELLO.

Bion. Cambio.

Luc. What sayest thou, Biondello?

Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon you? 75

Luc. Biondello, what of that?

Bion. Faith, nothing; but has left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens.

Luc. I pray thee, moralize them.

Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the 80 deceiving father of a deceitful son.

Luc. And what of him?

Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper.

Luc. And then?

Bion. The old priest at Saint Luke's church is at your 85 command at all hours.

Luc. And what of all this?

Bion. I cannot tell; expect they are busied about a counterfeit assurance: take you assurance of her, 'cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum:' to the church; take the 90 priest, clerk, and some sufficient honest witnesses: If this be not that you look for, I have no more to say, But bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day.

Luc. Hearest thou, Biondello?

Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an 95 afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir: and so, adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against you come with your appendix. [Exit.

Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented: 100 She will be pleased; then wherefore should I doubt? Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her: It shall go hard if Cambio go without her. [Exit.

LINENOTES:

SCENE IV.] Steevens. ACT V. SCENE II. Pope (ed. 1). ACT V. SCENE III. Pope (ed. 2). ACT V. SCENE IV. Hanmer. SCENE IX. Warburton. SCENE III. Capell. ACT V. SCENE I. Johnson conj.

Before B's house.] Capell.

... Pedant dressed....] Pedant, booted, and drest.... Capell.

Sir] Theobald. Sirs Ff Q.

Ay,] I Ff Q. Ay, ay, Hanmer. Ay, sir; Capell.

'longeth to a] Hanmer. longeth to a FF Q. 'longs t' a S. Walker conj.

good] good that Hanmer.

Now] om. Hanmer.

throughly] thoroughly Steevens.

I advise you] om. Hanmer.

at] in F3 F4.

Thou'rt] Capell. Th'art F1 Q F2. That's F3 F4.

SCENE III. Pope (ed. 1). SCENE IV. Pope (ed. 2). ACT V. SCENE V. Hanmer. ACT IV. SCENE X. Warburton.

Enter B. and L.] Enter B. and L.: Pedant booted and bare headed. Ff Q. (and Pedant F2 F3 F4.)

Sir, this is] Sir, This is Capell. Sir, this 's Edd conj.

stand good father to] stand, good father, to Rowe.

I, upon] F1. I upon Q. I sir upon F2 F3 F4.

ready and willing] F1 Q. most ready and most willing F2 F3 F4.

to say] say Steevens (1778), a misprint.

dower] F1 Q F2. dowre F3 F4. dowry Rowe.

made] fully made Hanmer.

done] done with me Capell. happily done Collier (Collier MS.).

do you know] do you trow is Hanmer. you do know Johnson conj. do you trow Rann (Johnson conj.). do you hold Collier (Collier MS.).

We be] Be we Rowe (ed. 2).

And happily] And happilie F1 Q. Ann haply F2. And haply F3 F4. And haply then Pope. And hapily Capell. And happely Grant White.

might] Ff. may Q.

like you] F1 Q. like you, sir F2 F3 F4. liketh you] Anon conj.

You are] You're Pope.

Cambio] Go, Cambio Pope. Biondello Edd. conj. See note (XX).

And, if you will, tell] Rowe. And if you will tell Ff Q.

happened] Capell. hapned Ff Q. happen'd here Pope.

Bion.] F2 F3 F4. Biond. F1 Q. Luc. Rowe.

Enter Peter. Ff Q.

Welcome] F1 Q. We come F2 F3 F4. See note (XXI).

Come] But come Hanmer.

Exeunt T. P. and B] Exeunt. Ff Q.

Re-enter Biondello.] Edd. Enter Lucentio and Biondello. Ff Q.

ACT V. SCENE IV. Pope (ed. 1). SCENE V. Pope (ed. 2). ACT V. SCENE VI. Hanmer. ACT IV. SCENE XI. Warburton.

wink and laugh] laugh, and wink Capell conj.

has] 'has Rowe. ha's Theobald. h'as Hanmer. he's Johnson. he has Steevens.

them] then Anon conj.

then?] F2 F3 F4. then. F1 Q.

this?] F2 F3 F4. this. F1 Q.

expect] F1 Q. except F2 F3 F4. expect, Warburton. except, while Capell. expect;-- Malone. except-- Tyrwhitt conj.

imprimendum solum] F2 F3 F4. impremendum solem F1 Q.

church;] Rann (Tyrwhitt conj.). church Ff Q.

I doubt] we doubt Rowe. I doubt her Pope.

SCENE V. A public road.

Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO, and Servants.

Pet. Come on, i' God's name; once more toward our father's. Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon!

Kath. The moon! the sun: it is not moonlight now.

Pet. I say it is the moon that shines so bright.

Kath. I know it is the sun that shines so bright. 5

Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself, It shall be moon, or star, or what I list, Or ere I journey to your father's house. Go on, and fetch our horses back again. Evermore cross'd and cross'd; nothing but cross'd! 10

Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go.

Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come so far, And be it moon, or sun, or what you please: An if you please to call it a rush-candle, Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me. 15

Pet. I say it is the moon.

Kath. I know it is the moon.

Pet. Nay, then you lie: it is the blessed sun.

Kath. Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed sun: But sun it is not, when you say it is not; And the moon changes even as your mind. 20 What you will have it named, even that it is; And so it shall be so for Katharine.

Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won.

Pet. Well, forward, forward! thus the bowl should run, And not unluckily against the bias. 25 But, soft! company is coming here.

Enter VINCENTIO.

Hor. A' will make the man mad, to make a woman of him. 35

Kath. Young budding virgin, fair and fresh and sweet, Whither away, or where is thy abode? Happy the parents of so fair a child; Happier the man, whom favourable stars Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow! 40

Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad: This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd; And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.

Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, That have been so bedazzled with the sun, 45 That every thing I look on seemeth green: Now I perceive thou art a reverend father; Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking.

Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and withal make known Which way thou travellest: if along with us, 50 We shall be joyful of thy company.

Vin. Fair sir, and you my merry mistress, That with your strange encounter much amazed me, My name is call'd Vincentio; my dwelling Pisa; And bound I am to Padua; there to visit 55 A son of mine, which long I have not seen.

Pet. What is his name?

Vin. Lucentio, gentle sir.

Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son. And now by law, as well as reverend age, I may entitle thee my loving father: 60 The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman, Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not, Nor be not grieved: she is of good esteem, Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth; Beside, so qualified as may beseem 65 The spouse of any noble gentleman. Let me embrace with old Vincentio, And wander we to see thy honest son, Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.

Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure, 70 Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest Upon the company you overtake?

Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is.

Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; For our first merriment hath made thee jealous. 75 [Exeunt all but Hortensio.

Hor. Well, Petruchio, this has put me in heart. Have to my widow! and if she be froward, Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward. [Exit.

LINENOTES:

SCENE V.] Steevens. ACT V. SCENE V. Pope (ed. 1). SCENE VI. Pope. (ed. 2). ACT V. SCENE VII. Hanmer. ACT IV. SCENE XII. Warburton.