The Taming of the Shrew (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Taming of the Shrew.
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Enter Baptista.
¶Bap. Why how now Dame, whence growes this in-
880solence?
¶Go ply thy Needle, meddle not with her.
¶Why dost thou wrong her, that did nere wrong thee?
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Flies after Bianca
¶I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day,
¶And for your loue to her, leade Apes in hell.
¶Talke not to me, I will go sit and weepe,
¶Till I can finde occasion of reuenge.
895Bap. Was euer Gentleman thus greeu'd as I?
¶But who comes heere.
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Enter Gremio, Lucentio, in the habit of a meane man,
¶you Gentlemen.
¶ter, cal'd Katerina, faire and vertuous.
¶Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly.
¶I am a Gentleman of Verona sir,
¶That hearing of her beautie, and her wit,
¶Her wondrous qualities, and milde behauiour,
¶Of that report, which I so oft haue heard,
915And for an entrance to my entertainment,
¶I do present you with a man of mine
¶Cunning in Musicke, and the Mathematickes,
¶Whereof I know she is not ignorant,
920Accept of him, or else you do me wrong,
¶His name is Litio, borne in Mantua.
¶But for my daughter Katerine, this I know,
¶She is not for your turne, the more my greefe.
¶Or else you like not of my companie.
¶Whence are you sir? What may I call your name.
930A man well knowne throughout all Italy.
¶Gre. Sauing your tale Petruchio, I pray let vs that are
¶poore petitioners speake too? Bacare, you are meruay-
¶lous forward.
¶doing.
¶Your wooing neighbors: this is a guift
¶More kindely beholding to you then any:
¶Freely giue vnto this yong Scholler, that hath
¶Beene long studying at Rhemes, as cunning
¶In Greeke, Latine, and other Languages,
945As the other in Musicke and Mathematickes:
¶His name is Cambio: pray accept his seruice.
¶Welcome good Cambio. But gentle sir,
¶Me thinkes you walke like a stranger,
¶That being a stranger in this Cittie heere,
¶Vnto Bianca, faire and vertuous:
955Nor is your firme resolue vnknowne to me,
¶This liberty is all that I request,
¶That vpon knowledge of my Parentage,
¶And toward the education of your daughters:
¶And this small packet of Greeke and Latine bookes:
¶If you accept them, then their worth is great:
965Bap. Lucentio is your name, of whence I pray.
¶I know him well: you are verie welcome sir:
¶Take you the Lute, and you the set of bookes,
¶Holla, within.
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Enter a Seruant.
¶Sirrah, leade these Gentlemen
¶To my daughters, and tell them both
¶We will go walke a little in the Orchard,
980And euerie day I cannot come to woo,
¶You knew my father well, and in him me,
¶Left solie heire to all his Lands and goods,
¶Which I haue bettered rather then decreast,
¶Then tell me, if I get your daughters loue,
985What dowrie shall I haue with her to wife.
¶Bap. After my death, the one halfe of my Lands,
¶Let specialties be therefore drawne betweene vs,
¶That couenants may be kept on either hand.
¶That is her loue: for that is all in all.
995Pet. Why that is nothing: for I tell you father,
¶I am as peremptorie as she proud minded:
¶And where two raging fires meete together,
¶They do consume the thing that feedes their furie.
¶Though little fire growes great with little winde,
1000yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all:
¶For I am rough, and woo not like a babe.
¶But be thou arm'd for some vnhappie words.
1005Pet. I to the proofe, as Mountaines are for windes,
¶That shakes not, though they blow perpetually.
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Enter Hortensio with his head broke.
Bpa.
