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Tra. 'Tis well, Sir, that you hunted for yourself: 'Tis thought your deer does hold you at a bay.
Bap. Oh, oh, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now.
there? Pet. He has a little gauled me, I confess; And as the jest did glance away from me, 'Tis ten to one it maimed you two outright..
Bap. Now, in good sadness, fon Petruchio, I think thou hast the veriest fhrew of all.
Pet. Well, I say, no; and therefore for assurance, Let's each one send unto his wife, and he Whose wife is most obedient to come first, When he doth send for her, shall win the wager. Hor. Content ;
Pet.. Twenty, crowns !
Luc. A hundred then.,
Luc. That will I.
[Exit. Bap. Son, I'll be your half, Bianca comes. Luc. I'll have no halves : I'll bear it all myself..
word. That she is busy, and cannot come.
Pet. How? fhe's busy and cannot come? is that an answer?
Gre. Ay, and a kind one too:
Pet. I hope better.
Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go and intreat my wife to come to me forthwith.
[Exit Biondello Pet. Oh, ho! intreat her ! nay, then fhe needs
Bion. She says, you have fome goodiy jest in hånd,
Pet. Worse and worfe, she will not come !
Hor. I know her answer.
Pet. Go fetch them hither; if they deny to come,
Exit Catharina. Luc. Here is a wonder, if
talk of a wonder.
Bap. Now iair befal thee, good Petruchio !
wager thou hast won; and I will add
Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet,
Enter CATHARINA, BIANCA, and Widow.,
becomes you not; Off with that bauble, throw it under foot.
[She pulls off her cap, and throws it. down. Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to figh, 'Till I be brought to such a silly pafs! Bian. Fy, what a foolish duty call your
Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty.
strong women What duty they owe to their Lords and husbands. Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will
have no telling. Pet. Come on, I say, and first begin with her. Wid. She shall not. Pet. I say, she ihall; and first begin with her. Cath. Fy! fy! unknit that threatning unkind
brow, And dart not fcornful glances from those eyes, To wound thy Lord, thy King, thy Governor. It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads; Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair buds; And in no sense is meet or amiable.
A woman moved is like a fountain troubled,
(26) Then vale your stomachs, &c.] This doctrine of con
In token of which duty, if he please,
Pet. Why, there's a wench: come on and kiss Luc. Well, gothy ways, old lad, for thou shalt ha't.
[ward. Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toLuc, But a harsh hearing, when women are froPet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed ;
[ward. (27) We three are married, but you two are fpéd:
jugal obedience, that runs through all Catharine's speech, fhews the business of the play to be compleated in her being fo thoroughly reformed. But this comedy has likewise a fubfervient walk, which, from the beginning, is connected to, and inade a part of the main plot; ziz. the marriage of Bianca. This marriage, according to the regulation of all the copies, is executed and cleared up in the fourth act: and the fifth act is not made to begin till the whole company meet at Lucentio's apartment, By this regulation, there is not only an unreasonalle disproportion in length betwixt the 4th and 5th acts, but a manifest absurdity committed in the conduct of the fable. By the division I have ventured at, these inconveniencies are remedied, and the action lyé's more uniform. For now the whole catastrophe is wound up in the sth act : it begins with Lucentio going to church to marry Bianca : the true Viocencio arrives to difcover the imposture carried on by the pedant: and after this eclairciffement is hung in fuspence (always a pleasure to an audience,) till towards the middle of the sth act; the main business is wound up, of Catharine approving herself to be a convert, and an instructer in their duty to the other new-married ladies.--- If it be objected, that, by the change I make, the Lord and his servants (who are characters out of the Drama) speak in the middle of an aét; that is a matter of no importance. Their Mort interlocution was never defigned to mark the intervals of the acts.
(27) We two are married, but you two ore sped.] This is the reading only of the modern copies, I have chose to read with the older books : Petruchio, I think verily, would say this: 1, and you Lucentio, and you Hortenfio, are all under the same predicament in one respect, we are all three