To know the cause why mufic was ordain'd: After his ftudies, or his ufual pain? Hor. Sirrah, I will not bear these Braves of thine. Hor. You'll leave his lecture, when I am in tune? Luc. Here, Madam : Hac ibat Simois, hic eft Sigeia tellus, Hic fteterat Priami regia celfa fenis. Bian. Conftrue them. Luc. Hac ibat, as I told you before, Simois, I am Lucentio, hic eft, fon unto Lucentio of Pifa, Sigeia tellus, disguised thus to get your love, hic fteterat, and that Lucentio that comes a wooing, Priami, is my man Tranio, regia, bearing my port, celfa fenis, that we might beguile the old Pantaloon 4. Hor. Madam, my inftrument's in tune. [Returning. Bian. Let's hear. O fie, the treble jars. Luc. Spit in the hole, man, and tune again. Bian. Now let me fee, if I can conftrue it: Hac ibat Simois, I know you not, hic eft Sigeia tellus, I trust you not, bic fteterat Priami, take heed he hear us not, regia, prefume not, celfa fenis, despair not. Hor. Madam, 'tis now in tune. • Pantaloon, the old cully in Italian farces. Luc. Luc. All but the bafe. Hor. The bafe is right, 'tis the bafe knave that jars. How fiery and how froward is our Pedant! Now, for my life, that knave doth court my love; · Pedafcule, I'll watch you better yet'. Bian. In time I may believe, yet I mistrüft. Luc. Miftruft it not,-for, fure Eacides Was Ajax, call'd fo from his grandfather. Bian. I muft believe my mafter, elfe I promise you, I should be arguing ftill upon that doubt; But let it reft. Now, Licio, to you: Good mafters, take it not unkindly, pray, That I have been thus pleafant with you both. Hor. You may go walk, and give me leave awhile; My leffons make no musick in three parts. Luc. Are you fo formal, Sir? well I muft wait, And watch withal; for, but I be deceived, Our fine mufician groweth amorous. [Afide. Hor. Madam, before you touch the inftrument, Bian. [reading] Gamut I am, the ground of all Are, to plead Hortenfio's paffion; s' Pedafcule, - he would have faid Didascale, but thinking this too honourable, he coins the word Pedafcale in imitation of it, from Pedant. WARBURTON. miftruft.] This and the feven Verfes, that follow, have in all the Editions been ftupidly fhuffled and mifplac'd to wrong Speakers; fo that every Word faid was glaringly out of Character. THEOBALD. E D fol D folre, one cliff, but two notes have I. Call you this Gamut? tut, I like it not; Enter a Servant. Serv. Mistress, your father prays you leave your And help to dress your fifter's chamber up; Bian. Farewel, fweet masters, both; I must be gone. Luc. Faith, mistress, then I have no cause to stay. [Exit. [Exit. Hor. But I have cause to pry into this pedant, SCENE II. [Exit. Enter Baptifta, Gremio, Tranio, Catharina, Lu- Bap. Signior Lucentio, this is the 'pointed day 7 Old fashions pleafe me beft; I'm not fo nice To change true Rules for new Inventions.] This is Senfe and the Meaning of the Paffage ; but the Reading of the Second Verfe, for all that, is fophifti- To change true Rules for old THEOBALD. To To want the Bridegroom, when the Prieft attends Cath. No fhame, but mine; I muft, forfooth, be To give my hand oppos'd against my heart, He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage, Cath. Would Catharine had never seen him tho'! Much more a Shrew of thy impatient humour. Bion. Mafter, Mafter; old news, and such news as you never heard of. Bap. Is it new and old too? how may that be? Full of Spleen.] That is, full of humour, caprice, and incon fancy. Bion. Why, is it not news to hear of Petruchio's coming? Bap. Is he come? Bion. Why, no, Sir. Bep. What then? Bion. He is coming. Bap. When will he be here? Bion. When he ftands where I am, and fees there. Tra. But, fay, what to thine old news? you Eion. Why, Petruchio is coming in a new hat and an old jerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turn'd; ' a pair of boots that have been candle-cafes, one buckled, another lac'd: an old rufty fword ta'en out of the town-armory, with a broken hilt, and chapelefs, with two broken points; his horfe hipp'd with an old mothy faddle, the ftirrups of no kindred; befides, poffelt with the glanders, and like to mofe in the chine, troubled with the lampaffe, if ected with the fashions, full of windgalls, fped with fpavins, raied with the yellows, paft cure of the fives, flark spoiled with the flaggers, begnawn with the bots, waid in the back and fhoulder-fhotten, near-legg'd before, and with a halfcheck't bit, and a headftall of fheep's leather, which being refrain'd, to keep him from ftumbling, hath been often burft, and now repair'd with knots; one girt fix times piec'd, and a woman's crupper of velure, which hath two letters for her name, fairly let down in ftuds, and here and there piec'd with packthread. Bap. Who comes with him? Bion. Oh, Sir, his lackey, for all the world capari 9 A pair of boots -one buckled, another laced; an old rufty fword ta'en out of the town-armory, with a broken bilt, and chapeless, with two broken points.] How a fword fhould have two broken points I cannot tell. There is, I think, a tranfpofition caused by the feeming relation of point to fword. I read, a pair of boots, one buckled, another laced with two broken points; an old rufty fword — with a broken bilt, and chapeless. fon'd |