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And rails, and swears, and rates; that she, poor soul,
I have to man my haggards, To make her come, and know her keeper's call; That is,-to watch her, as we watch these kites, That bate, and beat, and will not be obedient. She eat no meat to-day, nor none shall eat; Last night she slept not, nor to night she shall not; As with the meat, some undeserved fault I'll find about the making of the bed; And here I'll fling the pillow, there the bolster, This
way the coverlet, another way the sheets:Ay, and amid this hurly, I intend, That all is done in reverend care of her; And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night: And, if she chance to nod, I'll rail, and brawl, And with the clamour keep her still awake. This is a way to kill a wife with kindness; And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong humour:He that knows better how to tame a shrew, Now let him speak; 'tis charity, to show. [Erit.
Padua. Before Baptista's House.
Enter TRANIO and HORTENSIO.
Hor. Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said,
[They stand aside. 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
[They retire. Hor. Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, I
pray, You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca Lov'd none in the world so well as Lucentio.
Tra. O despiteful love! unconstant womankind! I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful.
Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio,
For such a one as leaves a gentleman,
Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard
Tra. And here I take the like unfeigned oath,Ne'er 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 for
[Exit Hortensio.-Lucentio and Bianca advance.
Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace As ʼlongeth to a lover's blessed case!
Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love;
Then we are rid of Licio. Tra. I faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day.
Bian. God give him joy!
He says so, Tranio.
place? Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master; That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty longTo tame a shrew, and charm her chattering tongue.
Enter Biondello, running.
What is he, Biondello?
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,
[Exeunt Lucentio and Bianca.
Enter a Pedant.
And you, sir! you ary welcome. Travel
you far on, or are you at the furthest?
Tra. What countryman, I pray?
Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua To come to Padua; Know you not the cause? Your ships are staid at Venice; and the duke (For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him,) Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly: 'Tis marvel; but that you're 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.
Tra. Well, sir, to do you courtesy, This will I do, and this will I advise you; First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa?