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Gru. Why, she hath a face of her own.
Gru. Thou, it seems, that calls for company to countenance her.
Curt. I call them forth to credit her.
Enter four or frue Serving men.
Gru. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them.
Gru. Welcome, you; how now, you ; what, you ; fellow, you; and thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce companions, is ali ready, and all things neat?
Natb. All things are ready; how near is our master? Gru. E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore
-cock's passion, silence !-master.
I hear my
Enter Petruchio and Kate. · Pet. Where be these knaves? what, no man at door to hold my stirrup, nor to take my horse? where is Nathanael, Gregory, Philip?
All Serv. Here, here, Sir ? here, Sir.
Pet. Here, Sir, here, Sir, here, Sir, here, Sir?
Gru. Here, Sir, as foolish as I was before.
Gru. Nathanael's coat, Sir, was not fully made : And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i'th'heel: There was no link to colour Peter's hat', And Walter's dagger was not come from sheathing: There were none fine, but Adam, Ralph, and Gregory; The rest were ragged, old and beggarly, Yet as they are, here are they come to meet you. Pet. Gö, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.
[Exeunt Servants. Where is the life that late I led?
[Singing Where are those sit down, Kate And welcome. Soud, foud, soud, soud ?!
Enter Servants with Supper. Why, when, I say? nay, good sweet Kate, be merry. Off with my boots, you rogue: you villains, when ?
It was the Friar of Orders grey, [Sings.
As he forth walked on bis way.
awry. Take that, and mind the plucking off the other.
[Strikés hiin. Be merry, Kate : some water here ; whac hoa !
Enter one with water. Where's my spaniel Troilus? sirrah, get you hence, And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither : One, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acquainted with. Where are my slippers ; shall I have some water ? Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily: You, whoreson villain, will you let it fall?
Cath. Patience, I pray you, 'twas a fault unwilling. Pet. A whoreson, beatle-headed, Alap-ear'd knave:
— no link to colour Peter's is, sweet, sweet. Scot, good, and
bar,] Link, I believe, is sometimes fcorb, is weet. So the same with what we now call in Milton, to sing foothly, is, to lamp black.
fing sweetly. - Soud, foud, &c.] That
Come, Kate, fit down; I know, you have a stomach.
I Ser. Yes.
Pet. 'Tis burnt, and so is all the meat :
[Throws the meat, &c. about the Stage. You heedless jolt-heads, and unmanner'd Naves ! What, do you grumble ? I'll be with you straight.
Cath. I pray you, husband, be not fo disquiet ; The meat was well, if you were so contented.
Pet. I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dry'd away, And I expresly am forbid to touch it: For it ingenders choler, planteth anger ; And better 'twere, that both of us did fast, Since of ourselves, ourselves are cholerick, Than feed it with such over-rofted flesh: Be patient, for to-morrow't shall be mended, And for this night we'll fast for company. Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber. (Exeunt.
Enter Servants severally.
Natb. Peter, didst ever see the like?
Enter Curtis, a Servant.
Curt. In her chamber, making a sermon of conti
nency to her, And rails and swears, and rates ; that she, poor soul, Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, Vol. III.
And sits as one new-risen from a dream,
Pet. Thus have I politickly begun my reign, And ’tis my hope to end successfully : My faulcon now is sharp, and passing empty, And till she stoop, she must not be full-gorg’d, For then she never looks upon her lure. Another way I have to man my haggard, To make her come, and know her master's Call: That is, to watch her, as we watch these kites, That bait and beat, and will not be obedient. She ate no meat to-day, nor none shall eat. Last night she slept not, nor to-night shall not : As with the meat, some undeserved fault I'll find about the making of the bed. And here I'll fing the pillow, there the bolster, This way the coverlet, that way the sheets; Ay; and, amid this hurly, I'll pretend That all is done in reverend care of her, And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night : And, if the chance to nod, l'll rail and brawl, And with the clamour keep her still awake. This is a way to kill a wife with kindness; And thus I'll curb her mad and headftrong humour. He that knows better how to tame a Shrew, Now let him speak, 'tis charity to thew. [Exit,
10 man my baggard,] A haggard is a wild hawk; to man a hawk is to tame her.
S't po mble, friend Licio, that Bianca 4
Doth fancy any other but Lucentio ?
Ilor. To satisfy you, Sir, in what I said,
[They ji and by.
Enter Bianca and Lucentio. Luc. Now, mistress; profit you in what you read?
li't posible, friend Licio, &c.] indeed, in Rhetorick, call J, This Scene, Mr. Pope, upon üregor ocóreçor: But this is an what Authority I can't pretend Abuse of it, which the Rhetorito guess has in his Editions cians will never adopt upon Mr, made the First of the Fifth A&t: Pupe's Authority. Again, by this in doing which, he has fewn Misplacing, the Pedant makes the very power and Force of his first Entrance, and quits the Criticism. The Consequence of Stage with Iranio in order to go this judicjoys Regulation is, that and dress himtelf like Vincentis, two unpardonable Absurdities are whom he was to personate : but fix'd upon the Author, which he his second Entrance is upon the could not polibly have commit very Heels of his Exi; and ted. For, in che first Place, by without any Interval of an Axl, thus fhuffling the Scenes out of or one Word intervening, he their true Polition, we find Hor comes out again equipp'd like tenfio, in the fourth Aa, already Vincentio. If such a Critick be gone from Baptifla's to Petruchio's fit to publish a Stage-Writer, I Country-house; and afterwards shall not envy Mr. Pope's Adin the beginning of the fifth Act mirers, if they should think fit we find him first forming the Re- to applaud his Sagacity. I have solution of quitting Bianca ; and replac'd the Scenes in that Or. Tranio immediately informs us, der, in which I found them in he is gone to the Taming. Schocl the old Books. THEOBALD, 10 Petruchio. There is a Figure,