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1 Con. I know himn, full well, signior.

And modest as her blushes !” What a blockhead I do beseech your grace, come in.

Would e'er have popp'd out such a dry apology. Don F. Shall he enter,

For his dear friend ? And to a gentlewoman,
Whoe'er he be?

A woman of her youth and delicacy!
I Con. With all my heart.

They are arguments to draw them to abhor us.
Don F. Come in, then.

An honest, moral man ! 'tis for a constable.

A handsome man, a wholesome man,
Enter Don Jonn.

A liberal man, a likely man,
Don J. Bless you, lady! (CONSTANTIA starts. Stout, strong, and valiant-

(ing; Don F. Nay, start not; though he be a stranger These had been things to hearken to; things catch.

But you have such a spic'd consideration, He's of a noble strain ; my kinsman, lady; Such qualms upon your worship’s conscience, My countryman, and fellow-traveller.

Such chilblains in your blood, that all things pinch He's truly honest.

you, Don J. That's a lie.

(Aside. Which nature and the liberal world make custom; Don F. And trusty,

And nothing but fair honour! dear honour ! sweet Beyond your wishes; valiant to defend,

honour! And modest to converse with as your blushes. Oh! damn your water-gruel honour! Don J. Modest to converse with! Here's a fellow ! Don F. I am sorry, John

[that ?
Now may I hang myself: this commendation Don J. And so am I, Frederick; but what of
Has broke the neck of all my hopes; for now Fie upon thee! a man of thy discretion !
Must I cry, “ No, forsooth!” and “Ay, forsooth !" That I was trusty and valiant, were things well put
And “ Truly, as I live!” and “ As I am honest !" But modest! a modest gentleman !
He's done these things on purpose; for he knows, Oh! wit, wit! where wast thou ?
Like a most envious rascal as he is,

Don F. It shall be mended;
I am not honest this way. Oh! the traitor! And henceforth you shall have your due.
He has watch'd his time. I shall be quit with him.

Re-enter ANTHONY

I Con. Sir, I credit you.

Don F. I look for't. How now, who is't?
Don F. Go, salute her, John.

Anth. A gentleman of this city,
Don J. Plague o' your commendations! (Aside. And calls himself Petruchio.
I Con. Sir, I shall now desire to be a trouble. Don J. Petruchio! I'll attend him.
Don J. Never to me, sweet lady. Thus I seal

[Exit ANTHONI. My faith, and all my services. (Kisses her hand.

Re-enter First CONSTANTIA. 1 Con. One word, signior.

(To Don F.
Don J. What a hand the rogue has ! softer than 1 Con. How did he call himself ?

Don F. Petruchio :
And whiter than the lily; and then, her eyes ! Does it concern you aught ?
What points she at ? my leg, I warrant; or

1 Con. On! gentlemen,
My well-knit body: sit fast, Don Frederick. The hour of my destruction is come on me;

Don F. 'Twas given him by that gentleman, I am discover'd, lost, left to my ruin:
You took such care of, his own being lost i'the As ever you had pity-

Don J. Do not fear;

(first. 1 Con. With much joy may he wear it!’tis a right Let the great devil come, he shall come though me I can assure you, gentlemen ; and right happy Lost here, and we about you! May be be in all fights for that noble service. 1 Con. To you, and your humanity, a hapless Don F. Why do you blush ?

Helpless creature, begs for safety. Oh! grant
I Con. It had almost cozen'd me.

Me your protection; to your honours, sirs,
Por, not to lie, when I saw that, I look'd for I fly, as to the altar, for a refuge :
Another owner of it. But 'tis well.


your nobleness Don F. Who's there?

[Knocking. My sanctuary, and shield a woe-sick heart Pray you, retire, madam. [Exit 1 Con.) Come in, From all its terrors and afflictions. (Kneeling. sir.

Don J. Pray, rise. [Kneels.) I can't bear it.

Don F. Fall before us!

1 Con. Oh! my unfortunate estate! all anger Now, what's the news with you ?

Compar'd to his, to his-
Anth. There is a gentleman without

Don F. Let his and all men's, (ven's sake Would speak with Don John.

Whilst we have power and life ; bear up, for hea-
Dun F. (To Don J. who is peeping after Con.) Don J. And for my sake, be comforted.
Don John!

I Con. I have offended heaven, too; yet heaven
Don J. (Still peeping.) What's the matter ?

knowsDon F. Leave peeping, John; you are wanted. Don J. Ay, heaven knows, that we are all evil; Don J. Who is it?

Yet heaven forbid we should have our deserts. Anth. I do not know, sir; but he shews a man What is he? Of no mean reckoning.

1 Con. Too, too near to my offence, sir. Don J. Let him shew his name,

Oh! he will cut me piece-meal! And you return a little wiser.

[Erit ANTHONY. Don F. 'Tis no treason ? Don F. How do you like her, John?

Don J. Let it be what it will, if he cut here, Don J. As well as you, Frederick,

I'll find him cut-work.
For all I am honest; you shall find it, too.

Don F. He inust buy you dear;
Don F. Art thou not honest?

With more than common lives.
Don J. Art thou an ass

Dond. l'eur rut, nor weep not;

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Land. I say again, I will know.

Don F. Pr'ythee, John, let her alone; she has Anth. I say, 'tis fit

Land. And I tell thee, he has a woman here. Well vex'd already. She'll grow stark mad, man.
Anth. I tell thee, 'tis, then, the better for him. Don J. I would fain see her mad. An old mad

Land. Was ever gentlewoman
So frump'd up with a fool! Well, saucy sirrah, Don F. Don't be a fool.

(tooth-ache. I will know who it is, and to what purpose.

Don J. Is like a miller's mare troubled with the
I pay the rent, and I will know how my house She makes the rarest faces-
Comes by these inflammations.

Don F. Pr'ythee, be sober.
Anth. 'Twould be a great ease to your age.

Re-enter Landlady.
Don J. What, again !

[hills. Don F. How now ?

Nay, then, is decreed, though hills were set on Why, what's the matter, Landlady ?

And seas met seas to guard thee, I would through! Land. What's the matter!

Land. Od's my witness ! if you ruffle me, I'll You use me decently among you, gentlemen.

spoil your sweet face for you.
Don F. Who has abus'd her ? you, sir ?

Don J. Oh! raptures, raptures !
Land. Od's my witness !

Kissing her. She runs after him.
I will not be thus treated, that I will not.

What, will you hurt your own son ?
Anth. I gave her no ill language.

Land. Well, well! go, go to the door, there's a
Land. Thou liest, sirrah !

gentleman there would speak with you. Thou took’st me up at every word I spoke,

Don J. Upon my life, Petruchio. Good, dear As I had been a maukin, a flirt gillian :

landlady, carry him into the dining room, and I'll And thou think'st, because thou canst write and read, wait upon him presently. Our noses must be under thee.

Land. Well, Don John, the time will come that Don F. Dare you, sirrah ? (you : I shall be even with you.

[Erit. Anth. Let but the truth be known, sir, I beseech Don J. I must begone about this business. She raves of wenches, and I know not what, sir. Won't you go too, Frederick ? Land. Go to, thou know'st too well, thou wicked Don F. I am not requested, you know; besides, varlet!

the lady will want advice and consolation. Thou instrument of evil !

Don J. Yes; and I know, too, with all your moAnth. As I live, sir, she's ever thus, till dinner. desty, that you will be ready to give it her. [so? Don F. Get you in, sir; I'll answer you anon. Don F. For shame, John; how can you ramble (Erit ANTHONY. You know you may trust me.

(Frederick Now to your grief: what is't? for I can guess- Don J. I had rather trust a cat with sweet milk, Land. You may, with shame enough, Don Pre- Don F. I'll but speak to her, and follow you. derick,

[on, Don J. Indeed ?
If there were shame amongst you : nothing thought Don F. Indeed.
But how you may abuse my house.

Don J. Upon your honour?
Don F. No more of these words;

Don F. Upon my honour.
Nor no more murm'rings, woman :

Don J. And your modesty ?
I did suspect your anger:.

Don F. Phoo, phoo! don't be a fool.
But turn it presently and handsomely,

Don J. Well, well, I shall trust vou, now I'm
And bear yourself discreetly to this lady;


[Exit. For such a one there is, indeed.

Land. 'Tis well, sir !

Don F. Leave off your devil's matins, and your

I Con. What, no way to divert this certain danOr we shall leave our lodgings.

Don F. Impossible ! their honours are engag'd. Land. But, mine honour

1 Con. Then there must be murder, and I the Andl 'twere not for mine honour

cause ! Don F. Come, your honour,

Which, gen'rous sir, I shall no sooner hear of, Your house, and you, too, if you dare believe me, Are well enough. Sleck up yourself

, leave crying; Make all go less. Do, sir, for heaven's sake,

Than make one in't. You may, if you please, sir, For I must have you entertain this lady With all civility. When you know her, lit.

Let me request one favour.

Don F. It is granted.
You'll find your own fault; no more words, but do
Land. You know you may command me.

1 Con. Your friend, sir, is, I find, too resolute,

Too hot and fiery for the cause : as ever
Enter Don John.

You did a virtuous deed, for honour's sake,
Don J. Worshipful landlady,

Go with him, and allay him : your fair temper, How does thy swanskin petticoat? By heav'n, And noble disposition, like wish'd showers, (clse. Thou look'st most amiable !

May quench those eating fires, that would spoil all Land. You'll leave this roguery,

I see in him destruction.

{ation. When you come to my years.

Don F. I will do it: and it is a wise consider. Don J. By this light,

I'll after him, lady. Thou art not above fifteen yet; a mere girl! The old gentlewoman Thou hast not half thy teeth! [ Knocking. Shall wait upon you; she is discrect and secret, Don F. Somebody knocks;

And you may trust her in all points.
See who it is ; and do not mind this fellow.

1 Con. You are noble.
Land. I beg, sir, that you'll use me with decorum. Don F. And so I take my leave.
Don J. Ay, ay, I'll promise you ; with nothing I hope, lady, a happy issue for all this.

Exit Landlady. i Con. All heaveu's care upon you, and my Was there ever such a piece of touchwood ?

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He brought home one; I pity her that bore it. SCENE II.-Antonio's House.

Some rich woman

(For wise I dare not call her) was the moother, Enter Surgeon and a Gentleman.

For it was hung with jewels; the bearing court Gent. What symptoms do you find in him ?

No less than crimson velvet. Surg. None, sir, dangerous, if he be ruled.

1 Con. How? Geni. Why, what does he do?

Land. 'Tis true, lady. Surg. Nothing that he should. First, he will let I Con. Was it a boy, too? no liquor down but wine; and then, he has a fancy Land. A brave boy! that he must be dressed always to the tune of John 1 Con. May I see it? Dory.

For there is a neighbour of mine, a gentle ceas Gent. How to the tune of John Dory?

Has had a late mischance, which willingly Surg. Why, he will have fiddlers, and make I would know further of; now if you please them play and sing it to him all the while.

To be so courteous to meGent. An odd fancy, indeed!

Lund. You shall see it:

But what do you think of these men, at

Be wise, or you may repent too late. I tela Anto. Give me some wine.

But for your own good, and as you will face Surg. I told you so—'Tis death, sir.

I Con. I am advised. Anto. 'Tis a horse, sir. Dost thou think I shall

Land. No more words then ; do that, recover with the help of barley-water only ? And instantly, I told you of; be ready:

Gent. Fie, Antonio, you must be governed. Don John, I'll fit you for your frumps.
Anto. Why, sir, he feeds me with nothing but rot-

1 Con. I will, dame:
ten roots, and drowned chickens, stewed pericra- But shall I see this child ?
niums and pia-maters; and when I go to bed, (by Land. Within this half hour.
heaven 'tis true, sir) he rolls me up in lints, with Let's in, and then think better.
labels at them, that I am just the man in the alma-
nack; my head and face is in Aries' place.

SCENE IV.- Near the Castle of the Duke. Surg. Will it please you to let your friends see

Enter PetroCHIO, Don John, and FREDERICK. you opened ? Anto. Will it please you, sir, to give me a brim

Don J. Sir, he is worth your knowledge, and a mer? I feel my body open enough for that. Give

gentleman it me, or I'll die upon thy hand, and spoil thy cus-(If I that so much love him, may commend him

That's full of honour: and one, it foul play

Should fall on us, will not fly back for tips. Surg. How, a brimmer ?

Pet. You much honour me,
Anto. Why, look you, sir, thus I am used still;-
I can get nothing that I want. In how long a time And once more I pronounce you both mine.

Don. F. Stay;
canst thou cure me?
Surg. In forty days.

What troop is that below i' th' valley there Anto. I'll have a dog shall lick me whole in

Don J. Hawking, I take it. (xentlemen; twenty. In how long a time canst thou kill me ?

Petr. They are so ; 'tis the Duke, 'tis even be

I know him by his company. Surg. Presently.

Don F. I think too, Anto. Do it; that's the shorter, and there's more delight in it.

He bends up this way.

Petr. So he does. Gent. You must have patience.

Don J. Stand you still, Anto. Man, I must have business; this foolish fellow hinders himself; I have a dozen rascals to Within that covert, till I call: You, Frederick, hurt within these five days. Good man-mender, By no means be not seen, unless they offer

To bring on odds upon us : He comes forward stop me up with parsley like stuffed beef, and let me walk abroad, and let me be dressed to that warlike Here will I wait him fairly: To your places. tune, John Dory.

Petr. I need no more instruct you. Surg. You shall walk shortly.

Don J. Fear me not. Anto. I will walk presently, sir, and leave your

[PETRUCHIO and FREDERICK retire. salads there, your green salves and your oils; I'll

Enter Duke and his Party. to my old diet again, strong food and rich wine, and Duke. Feed the hawks up, see what that will do.

We'll fly no more to-day. Oh, my blest fortune, Surg. Well, go thy ways, thou art the maddest Have I so fairly met the man ! old fellow I ever met with! (Exeunt severally. Don J. You have, sir;

And him you know by this. (Skoring kusina
SCENE III.-Don FREDERICK's lodging. Duke. Sir, all the honour,

And love-
Enter First Constantia and Landlady.

Don J. I do beseech your grace stay there. 1 Con. I have told all I can, and more than yet Dismiss your train a little. These gentlemen know of me, ever trusting

Duke. Walk aside, Your concealment—but are they such strange And out of hearing, I command ye: Nos, sir, creatures ?

Be plain.
Land. There's the younger, ay, and the wildest, Dim J. I will, and short,
Don John, the arrant'st Jack in all this city: You have wronged a gentleman berond au jugore,
Has been a dragon in his days! the truth is,

Beyond the mediation of all friends.
Whose chastity be chops upon he cares not ;
He fics at all! bastards, upon my conscience,

Duke. The man, and manner of wrong?
He has now a hundred of 'em. The last night

Don J. Petruchio is the man; | The wrong is, you have dishonour'd his sister,


Duke. Now, stay you, sir,

Don F. I met her in all her doubts last night, And hear me a little. This gentleman's [loved;

and to my guard Sister, that you have named, 'tis true I have long (Her fears being strong upon her) she gave her As true, I have possess'd her: No less truth,

person; I have a child by her. But that she, or he, I waited on her to our lodging; where all respect, Or any of that family, are tainted;

Civil and honest service, now attend her. Suffer disgrace or ruin by my pleasures,

Petr. You may believe now. I wear a sword to satisfy the world, no,

Duke. Yes, I do, and strongly : And him in this case when pleases ; for know, sir, Well, my good friends, or rather my good angels, She is my wife, contractéd before heaven;

For you have both preserved me; when these virtues (A witness I owe more tie to than her brother) Die in your friend's remembrance Nor will I fly from that name, which long since Don J. Good, your grace, Had had the church's seal and approbation, Lose no more time in compliments, 'tis too precious; But for his jealous nature.

I know it by myself, there can be no hell Don J. Sir, your pardon;

To his that hangs upon his hopes. And all that was my anger, now my service. [we Petr. He has hit it.

Tcrown you Duke. Fair sir, I knew I should convert you; had Don F. To horse again then, for this night I'll But that rough man here now too

With all the joys you wish for. Don J. You shall, sir.

Petr. Happy gentlemen!

[Ereunt. What, hoa, hoa ! Duke. I hope you have laid no ambush ?

SCENE V.-The Suburbs.

Enter Francisco and a Man.
Don J. Only friends.

Fran. This is the maddest mischief: never fool Duke. My noble brother, welcome.

was so fobbed off as I am, made ridiculous, and to Come, put your anger off, we'll have no fighting. Unless you will maintain I am unworthy

myself mine own ass; trust a woman! I'll trust the

devil first, for he dares be better than his word To bear that name.

sometimes. Pray tell me, in what observance have Petr. Do you speak this heartily?

I ever failed her?
Duke. Upon my soul, and truly: The first priest
Shall put you out of these doubts.

Man. Nay, you can tell that best yourself.

Fran. Let us consider.
Petr. Now I love you,
And beseech you, pardon my suspicions;

Enter Don Frederick and Don John.
You are now more than a brother, a brave friend too.

Don F. Let them talk, we'll go on before.
Don J. The good man's overjoy'd. What, ho,
Mr. Modesty, you may come forth now

Fran. Where didst thou meet Constantia, and

this woman ? Enter Don FREDERICK.

Don F. Constantia! what are these fellows? Stay Don F. How goes it? (all's well. by all means.

[ They listen. Don J. Why, the man has his mare again, and Man. Why, sir, I met her in that great street The Duke professes freely he's her husband. that comes from the market-place, just at the turnDon F. 'Tis a good hearing.

ing by a goldsmith's shop. Don J. Yes, for modest gentlemen;

Don F. Stand still, John. I must present you-May it please your grace, Fran. Well, Constantia has spun herself a fine To number this brave gentleman, my friend, thread, now; what will her best friend think of And noble kinsman, among these your servants. this? He is truly valiant, and modest to converse with. Don F. John, I smell some juggling, John. Duke. Oh, my brave friend ! you shower your Don J. Yes, Frederick, I fear it will be proved so. bounties on me.

[ber Fran. But what should the reason be, dost think, Amongst thy best thoughts, signior, in which num- of this so sudden change in her ? You being worthily disposed already,

Don F. 'Tis she. May freely place your friend.

Man. Why, truly I suspect she has been enticed Don. F. Your grace honours me. [brother, to it by a stranger.

Petr. Why, this is wond'rous happy. But now, Don J. Did you mark that, Frederick ? Now comes the bitter to our sweet : Constantia! Fran, Stranger! who?

(town. Duke. Why, what of her ?

Man. A wild gentleman, that's newly come to
Petr. Nor what, nor where do I know: (ledge, Don F. Mark that, too.
Wing'd with her fears, last night, beyond my know- Don J. Yes, sir.
She quit my house, but whither-

Don F. Why do you think so ?
Don. F. Let not that

Man. I heard her grave conductress twattle
Duke. No more, good sir, I have heard too much. something as they went along, that makes me guess it.
Petr. Nay, sink not,

Don J. 'Tis she, Frederick.
She cannot be so lost.

Don F. But who that he is, John ?
Dun J. Nor shall not, gentlemen;

Fran. I do not doubt to bolt them out, for they Be free again, the lady's found: That smile, sir, must certainly be about the town. Ha! no more Shows you distrust your servant.

words. Come, let's be gone. (Francisco and Man Duke. I do beseech you.

(safe. seeing Don J. and F. they retire.)
Don J. You shall believe me; by my soul, she's Don F. Well.
Duke. Heaven knows I would believe, sir.

Don J. Very well.
Don F. You may safely.

Don F. Discreetly.
Don J. And under noble usage: This modest Don J. Finely carried.

Don F. You have no more of these tricks ?
Speak, Frederick.

Don J, Ten to one, sir.

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