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Kath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap; And it I will have, or I will have none.
Pet. Thy gown? why, ay :-Come, taylor, let us see't. 0
mercy, God! what masking stuff is here?
What's this ? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon :
What ! up and down, carv'd like an apple-tart?
Here's snip, and nip, and cut, and Nish, and Nash,
Like to a censer in a barber's shop :-
Why, what, o' devil's name, taylor, call'st thou this?
Hor. I see, she's like to have neither cap nor gown.
[Afide. Tay. You bid me make it orderly and well, According to the fashion and the time.
Pet. Marry, and did ; but if you be remembred,
I did not bid you mar it to the time.
Go, hop me over every kennel home,
shall hop without my custom, sir : I'll none of it; hence, make your best of it.
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. Tay. She says, your worship means to make a puppet
Pet. Oh monstrous arrogance !
Thou lyest, thou thread, thou thimble,
Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail,
Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter cricket thou :-
Brav'd in mine own house with a skein of thread!
Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant;
Or I shall so k be-mete thee with thy yard,
As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou liv'st!
I be-mete thee]-belabour.
I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown.
Tay. Your worship is deceiv'd; the
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.
Tay. But how did you desire it should be made ?
Gru. Marry, sir, with needle and thread.
Tay. But did you not request to have it cut?
Gru. Thou hast 'fac'd many things.
Tay. I have.
Gru. Face not me: thou hast m brav'd many men; brave not me; I will neither be fac’d, nor brav'd. I say unto thee, I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces : ergo, thou lieft.
Tay. Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify.
Pet. Read it.
Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I said fo.
Tay. Imprimis, a loose-bodied
loose-bodied gown : Gru. Master, if ever I said " loose-body'd gown, sow me up in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said, a gown. Pet. Proceed. Tay. With a small compass’d cape; Gru. I confess the cape. . Tay. With a trunk sleeve ;Gru. I confess two sleeves. Tay. The sleeves curiously cut. Pet. Ay, there's the villany.
Gru. Error i the bill, fir; error i the bill. I commanded the Neeves should be cut out, and sow'd up again;
fac'd]-turn'd up with facings~and out faced. m brav’d]-made fine-and bully'd, dunn'd. no looje-body'd gown,)--the dress of harlots- looje-body's gown. • compass'd ]-round.
and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble.
Tay. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in place where, thou shou’dst know it.
Gru. I am for thee straight : take thou P the bill, give
me thy 'mete-yard, and spare not me.
Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no
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!
Pet. Why, fir, what's your conceit in that?
Gru. Oh, sir, the conceit is deeper than you think for ;
Take up my mistress' gown unto his master's use !
Oh, fye, fye, fye!
Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the taylor paid :-
[ Afide. Go take it hence ; be gone, and say no more.
Hor. Taylor, 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 Taylor.
Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's,
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.
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 ?
Oh, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse
For this poor furniture, and mean array.
If thou account’st it shame, lay it on me:
And therefore, frolick; we will hence forthwith,
To feast and sport us at thy father's house.-
Go, call my men, and let us straight to him ;
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;
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,
It shall be what o'clock I say it is.
Hor. Why, fo! this gallant will command the sun.
[Exit Petruchio, Katharine, and Hortenha.
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 deceiv'd,
Signior Baptista may remember me,
Near twenty years ago, in Genoa-
Tra. Where 'you were lodgers at the Pegasus.-
'Tis well, and hold your own, in any case,
With such austerity as 'longeth to a father,
Ped. I warrant you : But, sir, here comes your boy ; 'T were good, he were school'd.
Tra. Fear you not him. Sirrah, Biondello,
Now do your duty thoroughly, 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 in Venice;
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 :
Sir, this is the gentleman I told you of;
I pray you, stand good father to me now,
Give me Bianca for my patrimony.
Ped. Soft, fon!
Sir, by your leave ; having come to Padua
To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio
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,
I am content, in a good father's care,
To have him match'd ; and,—if you please to like
No worse than I, fir,-upon some agreement,
Me shall you find ready and willing
With one consent to have her so beltow'd;
For 'curious I cannot be with you,