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my life.

la means to cozen somebody in this city under Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio; I say, he iny countenance.

sball go to prison. Re-enter BIONDELLO.

Gre. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest you Bion. I have seen them in the church be coney-catched in this business; I dare together; God send 'em good shipping ! But swear, this is the right. Vincentio. who is bere mine old master, Vincentio ? Ped. Swear, if thou darest. now we are undone, and brought to nothing. Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. Vin, Come hither, crack-hemp.

Tra. Then thou wert best -say, that I am [Seeing BIONDELLO. not Lucentio. Bion. I hope, I may choose, sir.

Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Laceptio. Vin. Come hither, you rogue; What, have Bap. Away with the dotard; to the gaol you forgot me!

with him. Bion. Forgot you? no, sir : I could not Vin. Thas strangers may be haled and abused: forget you, for I never saw you before all O monstrous villain !

Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO, Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst

and BIANCA. thou never see thy master's father, Vincentio ? Bion. O, we are spoiled, and-Yonder he

Bion. What, my old, worshipful old mas- is; deny bim, forswear him, or else we are ter? yes, marry, sir; see where he looks out all undone. of the window.

Luc. Pardon, sweet father. [Kneeling Vin. Is't so, indeed? (Beats BIONDE LLO. Vin.

Lives my sweetest son! Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman (BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and Pedant run out. will murder me.

(Exit. Bian. Pardon, dear father. [Kneeling Ped. Help, son! help, signior Baptista ! Вар.

How hast thou offended? (Exit, from the window. Where is Lucentio ? Pet. Proythee, Kåte, let's stand aside, and Luc.

Here's Lucentio, see the end of this controversy, (They retire. Right son unto the right Vincentio; Re-enter Pedant below; BAPTISTA, IRANIO, That have by marriage made thy daughter tnine, and Servants.

While connterfeit supposes blear'd thineeyne: Tra. Sir, wbat are you, that offer to beat Gre. Here's packing ), with a witness, lo my servants

deceive us all! Vin. What am I, sir? nay, what are you, Vin. Where is that damned villain, Tranio, sir immortal gods! O fine villain! A That faced and braved me in this matter so? silken doublet ! a velvet hose ! a scarlet cloak! Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio? and a copatain hat!0, I am undone! I am Biun. Cambio is changed into Lucentio. undone! while I play the good husband at: Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianhome, my son and my servant spend all at ca's love the university.

Made me exchange my state with Tranio, Tra. How pow! what's the matters While he did bear my countenance in the town; Bap. Wbat, is the man lunatic ?

And happily I have arrived at last Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentle Unto the wished haven of my bliss :man by your babit, but your words show you What Tranio did, myself enforced him to; a madman ; Why, sir, what concerns it you, Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake. if I wear pearl and gold I thank my good Vin. I'll slit the villain's nose, that would father, I am able to maintain it.

have sent me to the gaol. Vin. Thy father? O, villain ! he is a sail- Bap. But do you lear, sir ? [TO LUCENTIO.] maker in Bergamo.'

Have you married my daughter without ask. Bap. You mistake, sir; you mistake, air : ing my good will? Pray, what do you think is his name? Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content

Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name: you, Igo to: But I will in, to be revenged for I have brought hiin up ever since he was this villany.

(Erit. three years old, and his name is Trapio. Bap. And I, to sound the depth of ebis Ped. Away, away, mad ass! his name is knavery

[Erit. Lucentio; and he is mine only son, and beir Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father to the lands of me, signior Vincentio.

will not frown. (Exeunt Luc. and Bian. Vin. Lucentio! o, he hath murdered his Gre. My cake is doughll: But I'll in among master - Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the rest; the duke's name:-0, my son, my son !---ten Out of hope of all,—but my share of the feast. me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio

(Eric. Tra. Call forth an officer: (Enter one waith PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA advance. an Officer.) Carry this mad knave to the Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see theeud gaol :-Father Baptista, I charge you see,

of this ado. that he be forth-coming.

Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. Vin. Carry me to the gaol !

Kath,
What, in the midst of the

street I Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison. Pet. Watgart thou ashamed of mę?

• A hat with a conical crown.toyut Chertedal w of Deceived thy eyes. & Triclding; anderlandcontrivances. A proverbialexpression, repeated atera disappointment.

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Kath. No, sir; God forbid :-but ashamed Gre. Believe me, sir, they butt together well. to kiss.

(sirrah, let's away. Bian. Head, and butt? an hasty-witted body Pet. Why, then let's home again :-Come, Would say, your head and butt were head and Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now horu.

[yon? pray thee, love, stay.

[Kate; Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd Pet. Is not this well?-Come, my sweet Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore Better once than never, for never too late.

I'll sleep again.

(have begun. [Ereunt. Pet. Nay, that you shall not; since you

(bush. SCENE II. A Room in Lucentio's House.

Have at you for a bitter jest or two.

Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to shift iny A Banquet set out. Enter BAPTISTA, VIN- And then pursue me as you draw your bow:

CENTIO, GREMIO, the Pedant, LUCENTIO, You are welcome all.
BIANCA, PETROCH10, KATHARINA, HOR' (Exeunt BIANCA,KATHARINA, and Widow.
TENSIO, and Widow. TRANIO, BION- Pet. She hath prevented me.Here, signior
DELLO, GRUN10, and Others, attending.

Tranio, Luc. At last, though long, vur jarring notes This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not; agree:

Therefore a health to all that shot and miss'd. And time it is, when raging war is done, Tra. 0, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like bis To smile at 'scapes and perils overblown.

greyhound,

(master. My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome, Which runs himself, and catches for his While I with self-same kindness welcome thine: Pet. A good swift i siinile, but something Brother Petruchio,-sister Katharina,

currish.

(self; And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow,- Tra. Tis well, sir, that you hunted for your. Feast with the best, and welcome to my house; 'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. My banquet * is to close our stomachs up, Bap. O ho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. After our great good cheer : Pray you sit down; Luc. I thank thee for that girdy, good Tranio. For now we sit to chat, as well as eat.

Hor. Confess, confess, hath he not hit you (They sit at table. here? Pet. Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat! Pet. A has a little gall'd me, I confess; Bap. Padua affords this kindness, son Pe- And, as the jest did glance away from me, truchio.

'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright. Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind. Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, Hor. For both our sakes, I would that word I think thua hast the veriest shrew of all. were true.

(widow. Pet. Well, I say-no: and therefore, for Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fearst his Let's each one send unto his wife; (assurance, Wid. Then never trust me if I be afeard. And he, whose wife is most obedient Pet. You are sensible, and yet you miss my To come.at first when he doth send for her, sense ;

Shall win the wager which we will propose. I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you.

Hor. Content: What is the wager 3 Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world Luc.

Twenty crowns. turns round.

Pet. Twenty crowns! Pet. Roundly replied.

I'll venture so much on my hawk, pr hoopd, Kath. Mistress, how mean you that? But twenty times so much upon my wife. Wid. Thus I conceive by him. (tensio that? Luc. A hundred then. Pet. Conceives by me!-How likes Hor. Hor.

Content. Hor. My widow says, thus she conceives Pet.

A match; 'tis done. ber tale.

Hor. Who shall begin ? Pet. Very well mended : Kiss him for that, Luc.

That will I. Go, good widow.

(turns round: Biondello, bid your mistress come to me. Kath. He that is giddy, thinks the world

Bion. I go.

(Exit. I pray you, tell me what you meant by that. Bap. Son, I will be your balf, Bianca Wid. Your husband, 'being troubled with a

[self. shrew,

Luc. I'll have no halves; P'll bear it all my. Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe:

Re-enter BIONDELLO. And now you know my meaning,

How now! what news? Kath. Å very mean meaning,

Bion. Sir, my mistress sends you word Wid.

Right, I mean you. That she is busy, and she cannot come. Kath. And I am mean, indeed, respecting Pet. How !sheis busy, and she cannot come! Pet. To her, Kate !

[you. Is that an answer ? Hor: To ber, widow! {her down. Gre.

Ay, and a kind one too: Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put Pray God,sir, your wife isend you not a.worse. Hon. That's my office. (lad. Pet, I hope, better.

(wire Pet. Spuke like an officer: Ha’ to thee, Hor. Sivrah, Biondello, go, and entreat mix,

[Drinks to HORTENSIO. To comęto ne forth with, (Exit BIONDELLO Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted Pet.

O, hol entrdat her fo!ks?

Nay, then she must peeds come... "A banquet was a refection consisting of fruit, cakes, &cDreatis. {Witty. Sarcasm,

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I am afraid, sir, ! Wid. She shall not. Do what you can, yours will not be entreated. Pet. I say, she shall:--and first begin with Re-enter BIONDELLO,

her.

(kind brow; Now where's my wife?

[in hand; Kath. Fie, fie! unknit that threatning un. Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, She will not come; she bids you come to her. To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor: · Pet. Worse and worse; she will not come! It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads ; Intolerable, not to be endured! [0 vile, Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress;

And in no sense is meet, or amiable. (buds; Say, I command her come to me.

A woman moved, is like a fountain troubled,

{Exit GRUM10. Muddy, ill-seening, thick, bereft of beauty; Hor. I know her answer.

And, while it is so, none so dry or thirsty Pet.

What?

Will deign to sip, or touch one drop of it, Hor.

She will not come. Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, an end.

And for thy maintenance: commits his body Enter KATHARINA.

To painful labour, both by sea and land; Bap. Now, by my holidaine, here comes To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Katharina.

[for me? While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe, Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send And craves no other tribute at thy hands, Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's But love, fair looks, and true obedience; wife?

Too little payment for so great a debt. Kath.

They sit conferring by the parlour fire. Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Pet. Go fetch them hither; if they deny to

Even such, a woman oweth to her husband : come,

(bands: And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, Swinge me them soundly forth unto their hus. And not obedient to his honest will, Away, I say, and bring them hither straight.

What is she, but a foul contending rebel, [Exit KATHARINA.

And graceless traitor to her loving lord ?-Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a

I am ashamed, that women are so simple wonder.

To offer war, where they should kneel for peace; Hor. And so it is; I wonder what it bodes.

Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and when they are bound to serve, love, and obey. quiet life,

Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth, An awful rule, and right supreinacy; [happy. Unapt to toil and tronble in the world; And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and

But that our soft conditions * and our hearts, Bap. Now fair befal thee, good Petruchio!

Should well agree with our external parts? The wager thou hast won; and I will add Coine, come, you froward and unable worms! Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns;

My niind hath been as big as one of yours, Another dowry to another daughter,

My heart as great; my reason, haply, more, For she is changed, as she had never been.

To bandy word for word, and frown forfrown: Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet; But now, I see our lances are but straws; And show more sign of her obedience,

Our strength as weak, our weakuess past com. Her new-built virtue and obedience.

pare, Reenter KATHARINA, with BIANCA, and That seeming to be most, which we least are. Widow.

Then vail your stomachst, for it is no boot; See, where she comes; and brings your fro- And place your hands below your husband's ward wives

In token of which duity, if he please, [foot: As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.

My hand is ready, may it do him ease. Katharine, that cap of yours becomes you not;

Pet. Why, there's a wench !--Come on, and Off with that bauble, throw it under foot.

kiss me, Kate.

[shalt ha't

. (KATHARINA pulls off her cap, and

Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou throws it down.

"Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh,

are toward. Till I be brought to such a silly pass!

Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this ?

are froward. _ Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too:

Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed: The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca,

We three are married, but you two are sped. Hath cost me an bundred crowns since sup.

'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the per-time

[duty.
white;

(70 LUCENTIO. Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my And, being a winner, God give you good night! Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these

(Eveunt PETRUCÁIo and KATH. headstrong women

(bands. Hor, Now go thy ways, thou hast tamed a What duty they do owe their lords and hus- curst shrew. Wid. Come, come, you're mocking, we will Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she have no telling.

(her. 91-will be tamed so. Wol(Exeunt. Pet. Come on, I say, and first begin with

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KING JOHN.

Persons represented. King JOHN.

JAMES GURNEY, servant to Lady. Farlcon Prince Henry, his son, afterwards King bridge. Henry III.

Peter of Pomfret, a prophet.
ARTHUR, Duke of Bretagne, son of Geffrey, PHILIP, King of France.

late Duke of Bretagne, the elder Lewis, the Dauphin.
brother of King John.

Archduke

of Austria. WILLIAM MARESHALL, Earl of Pembroke. Cardinal PANDULPH, the Pope's legate. GEFFREY Fitz-Peter, Earl of Essex, chief Melun, a French lord. justiciary of England.

CHATILLON, ambassador from France to WILLIAM LONGSWORD, Earl of Salisbury.

King John. ROBERT BIGOT, Earl of Norfolk. HUBERT DE Burgu, chamberlain to the ELINOR, the widow of King Henry II. and King.

mother of King John. ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE, son of Sir Robert CONSTANCE, mother to Arthur. Faulconbridge.

BLANCH, daughter to Alphonso, King of PHILIP PAULCON BRIDGE, his half-brother, Castile, and niece to King John.

bastard son to King Richard : thé Lady FauLCONBRIDGE, mother to the basFirst.

tard, and Robert Faulconbridge. Lords, Ladies, Citizens of Anglers, Sheriff, Heralds, Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and

other Attendants.
Scene, sometimes in England, and sometimes in France.

ACT 1. SCENE I. Northampton. A Room of State Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France; in the Palace.

For ere thou canst report I will be there, Enter King JOHN, Queen ELINOR, PEN- The thunder of my cannon shall be heard :

BROKE, Essex, SALISBURY, and others, So, hence! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath, with CHATILLON.

And sullen presage of your own decay. K. John. Now, say, Chatillon, what would an honourable conduct let him have:

France with us

(of France, Pembroke, look to't: Farewell, Chatillon. Chat. Thus, after greeting, speaks the king [Exeunt CHATILLON and PEMBROKE. n my behaviour, to the majesty,

Eli.What now, my son ? have I not ever said, The borrow'd majesty of England here. How that ambitious Constance would not cease, Eli. A strange beginning ;-borrow'd ma. Till she had kindled France and all the world, jesty!

(embassy. Upon the right and party of her son ? K. John. Silence, good mother; hear the This might have been prevented and made

Chat. Philip of France, in rightand true behalf With very easy arguments of love! (whole, Of thy deceased brother Geffrey's son, Which now the manage t of two kingdoms must Arthur Plantagenet, lays most lawful claim. With fearful bloody issue arbitrate. To this fair island, and the territories;

K. John. Our strong possession, and our To Ireland, Poictiers, Anjou, Touraine, Maine: right for us. Desiring thee to lay aside the sword,

Eli. Yonr strong possession, much more than Which sways usurpingly these several titles; your right; And put the same into young Arthur's hand, Or else it must go wrong with you, and me: Thy nephew, and right royal sovereign. So much my conscience whispers in your ear;

K. John. What follows, if we disallow of this? Which none but heaven, and you, and I, shali Chat. The proud control of fierce and

hear. bloody war,

Enter the Sheriff of Northamptonshire, who Io enforce these rights so forcibly withheld.

whispers Essex. K. John. Here have we war for war, and Essex. My liege, here is the strangest con. blood for blood,

(France. troversy, Controlment for controlment: so answer come from the country to be judged by you, Chat. Then take my king's defiance from That e'er I heard : Shall'I produce the men? my month,

K, John. Let them approach. The furthest limit of my embassy. (in peace:

(Exit Sherid, K. John. Bear mine to him, and so depart | Our abbeys, and our priories, shall pay

• In the manner I now do.

+ Conduct, administration.

Re-enter Sheriff, with ROBERT FAULCON-|Between my father and my mother lay, BRIDGE, and PHILIP, his bastard brother. (As I have heard my father speak himself,) This expedition's charge.-What men are you? When this same lusty gentleman was got.

Bast. Your faithful subject I, a gentleman, Upon his death-bed he by will bequeath'd Born in Northamptonshire; and eldest son, His lands to me; and took it, on his death, As I suppose, to Robert Faulconbridge; That this, my mother's son, was none of his; A soldier, by the honour-giving hand

And, if he were, he came into the world Of Cour-de-lion knighted in the field.

Full fourteen weeks before the course of time, K. John. What art thou?

Then, good my liege, let me have what is mine, Rob. The son and heir to that same Faulcon- My father's land, as was my father's will. bridge.

[heir ?

K. John. Sirrah, your brother is legitimate; K.John. Is that the elder, and art thou the Your father's wife did after wedlock bear him ; You came not of one mother then, it seems. And, if she did play false, the fault was her's ; Bast. Most certain of one mother, mighty Which fault lies on the hazards of all husbands king,

That marry wives. Tell me, how if my brother, That is well known; and, as I think, one father: Who, as you say, took pains to get this son, But, for the certain knowledge of that truth, Had of your father claim'd this son for his? I put you o'er to heaven, and to my mother; In sooth, good friend, your father might bare Of that I doubt, as all men's children may.

kept Eli. Out on thee, rude man! thoa dost shame Thiscalf bred from his cow, from all the world; thy mother,

In sooth, he might: then, if he were my broAnd wound her honour with this diffidence.

ther's, Bast. I, madam? no, I have no reason forit; My brother might not claim him; vor your That is my brother's plea, and none of mine; father, The which if he can prove,'a pops me out Being none of his refuse him: This concludes; At least from fair five hundred pounds a-year: My mother's son did get your father's heir, Heaven guard my mother's honour, and my Your father's beir must have yonr father's land. land!

(yvunger boru, Rob. Shall then my father's will be of no force, K. John. A good blunt fellow:-Why, being To dispossess that child which is not his? Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance? Bast. Of no more force to dispossess me, sir,

Bast. I know not why, except to get the land. Than was his will to get me, as I think. But once be slander'd me with bastardy : Eli. Whether hadst thou rather,-be a FaulBut whe'r. I be as true-begot, or no,

conbridge, That still I lay upon my mother's head; And like thy brother, to enjoy thy land; But, that I am as well begot, my liege, Or the reputed son of Ceur-de-lion, (Fair fall the bones that took the pains for me!) (Lord of thy presencet, and no land beside? Compare our faces, and be judge yourself. Bast. Madam, an if my brother had my shape, If old sir Robert did beget us both,

And I had his, sir Robert his, like him; And were our father, and this sou like him ; And if my legs were two such riding-rods, 0, old sir Robert, father, on my knee

My arms such eel-skins stuff’d; my face so thin, I give heaven thanks, I was not like to thee. That in mine ear I durst not stick a rose, K. John. Why, what a madcap hath heaven Lest men should say, Look, where three-farlent us here!

things goes ! Eli. He hath a trickt of Ceur-de-lion's face, And, to his shape, were heir to all this land, The accent of his tongue affecteth him: Would I might never stir from off this place, Do you not read some tokens of my son I'd give it every foot to have this face; In the large composition of this man? Eparts, I would not be sir Nob in any case,

K.John. Mine eye hath well examined his Eli. I like thee well; Wilt thou forsake thy And findsthem perfect Richard.-Sirrah,speak, fortune, What doth move you to claim your brother's Bequeath thy land to him, and follow me? land?

(father; I am a soldier, and now bound to France. Bast. Because he hath a half-face, like my Bast. Brother, take you iny land, I'll take With that half-face would he have all my land :

my chance : A half-faced groat five hundred pound a year! Your face hath got five hundred pounds a year; Rob. My gracious liege, when that my father Yet sell yonrface for five pence, and 'tis dear. lived,

Madam, l'il follow you unto the death. Your brother did employ my father much; Eli. Nay, I would have you go before me Bast. Well,sir, by this you cannot get my land; thither.

(way. Yourtale must be how he employ'd my mother. Bast. Our conntry manners give our betters

Rob. And once despatch'd him in an embassy K. Jolin. What is thy name?
To Germany, there, with the emperor, Bast. Phitip, my liege; so is my name begun;
To treat of high affairs touching that time: Philip, good old sir Robert's wife's eldest son.
The advantage of his absence took the king, K. John. From benceforth bear bis naine
And in the mean time sojourn'd at my father's; whose form thou bear'st:
Where how he did prevail, I shame to speak:' Kneel thou down Philip, but arise more great:
But trutbis truth; largelengths of seas and shores Arise sir Richard, and Plantageret.
• Whether. Tracc, ontline. Dignity of appearance.

Robert.

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