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  • Title: The Taming of the Shrew (Folio, 1623)
  • Editor: Erin Kelly

    • ISBN: 978-1-55058-468-4

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Erin Kelly
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    The Taming of the Shrew (Folio, 1623)

    224The Taming of the Shrew.
    Come Tailor, let vs see these ornaments.
    2045Enter Haberdasher.
    Lay forth the gowne. What newes with you sir?
    Fel. Heere is the cap your Worship did bespeake.
    Pet. Why this was moulded on a porrenger,
    A Veluet dish: Fie, fie, 'tis lewd and filthy,
    2050Why 'tis a cockle or a walnut-shell,
    A knacke, a toy, a tricke, a babies cap:
    Away with it, come let me haue a bigger.
    Kate. Ile haue no bigger, this doth fit the time,
    And Gentlewomen weare such caps as these.
    2055Pet. When you are gentle, you shall haue one too,
    And not till then.
    Hor. That will not be in hast.
    Kate. Why sir I trust I may haue leaue to speake,
    And speake I will. I am no childe, no babe,
    2060Your betters haue indur'd me say my minde,
    And If you cannot, best you stop your eares.
    My tongue will tell the anger of my heart,
    Or els my heart concealing it wil breake,
    And rather then it shall, I will be free,
    2065Euen to the vttermost as I please in words.
    Pet. Why thou saist true, it is paltrie cap,
    A custard coffen, a bauble, a silken pie,
    I loue thee well in that thou lik'st it not.
    Kate. Loue me, or loue me not, I like the cap,
    2070And it I will haue, or I will haue none.
    Pet. Thy gowne, why I: come Tailor let vs see't.
    Oh mercie God, what masking stuffe is heere?
    Whats this? a sleeue? 'tis like demi cannon,
    What, vp and downe caru'd like an apple Tart?
    2075Heers snip, and nip, and cut, and slish and slash,
    Like to a Censor in a barbers shoppe:
    Why what a deuils name Tailor cal'st thou this?
    Hor. I see shees like to haue neither cap nor gowne.
    Tai. You bid me make it orderlie and well,
    2080According to the fashion, and the time.
    Pet. Marrie and did: but if you be remembred,
    I did not bid you marre it to the time.
    Go hop me ouer euery kennell home,
    For you shall hop without my custome sir:
    2085Ile none of it; hence, make your best of it.
    Kate. I neuer saw a better fashion'd gowne,
    More queint, more pleasing, nor more commendable:
    Belike you meane to make a puppet of me.
    Pet. Why true, he meanes to make a puppet of thee.
    2090Tail. She saies your Worship meanes to make a
    puppet of her.
    Pet. Oh monstrous arrogance:
    Thou lyest, thou thred, thou thimble,
    Thou yard three quarters, halfe yard, quarter, naile,
    2095Thou Flea, thou Nit, thou winter cricket thou:
    Brau'd in mine owne house with a skeine of thred:
    Away thou Ragge, thou quantitie, thou remnant,
    Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard,
    As thou shalt thinke on prating whil'st thou liu'st:
    2100I tell thee I, that thou hast marr'd her gowne.
    Tail. Your worship is deceiu'd, the gowne is made
    Iust as my master had direction:
    Grumio gaue order how it should be done.
    Gru. I gaue him no order, I gaue him the stuffe.
    2105Tail. But how did you desire it should be made?
    Gru. Marrie sir with needle and thred.
    Tail. But did you not request to haue it cut?
    Gru. Thou hast fac'd many things.
    Tail. I haue.
    2110Gru. Face not mee: thou hast brau'd manie men,
    braue not me; I will neither bee fac'd nor brau'd. I say
    vnto thee, I bid thy Master cut out the gowne, but I did
    not bid him cut it to peeces. Ergo thou liest.
    Tail. Why heere is the note of the fashion to testify.
    2115Pet. Reade it.
    Gru. The note lies in's throate if he say I said so.
    Tail. Inprimis, a loose bodied gowne.
    Gru. Master, if euer I said loose-bodied gowne, sow
    me in the skirts of it, and beate me to death with a bot-
    2120tome of browne thred: I said a gowne.
    Pet. Proceede.
    Tai. With a small compast cape.
    Gru. I confesse the cape.
    Tai. With a trunke sleeue.
    2125Gru. I confesse two sleeues.
    Tai: The sleeues curiously cut.
    Pet. I there's the villanie.
    Gru. Error i'th bill sir, error i'th bill? I commanded
    the sleeues should be cut out, and sow'd vp againe, and
    2130that Ile proue vpon thee, though thy little finger be ar-
    med in a thimble.
    Tail. This is true that I say, and I had thee in place
    where thou shouldst know it.
    Gru. I am for thee straight: take thou the bill, giue
    2135me thy meat-yard, and spare not me.
    Hor. God-a-mercie Grumio, then hee shall haue no
    oddes.
    Pet. Well sir in breefe the gowne is not for me.
    Gru. You are i'th right sir, 'tis for my mistris.
    2140Pet. Go take it vp vnto thy masters vse.
    Gru. Villaine, not for thy life: Take vp my Mistresse
    gowne for thy masters vse.
    Pet. Why sir, what's your conceit in that?
    Gru. Oh sir, the conceit is deeper then you think for:
    2145Take vp my Mistris gowne to his masters vse.
    Oh fie, fie, fie.
    Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the Tailor paide:
    Go take it hence, be gone, and say no more.
    Hor. Tailor, Ile pay thee for thy gowne to morrow,
    2150Take no vnkindnesse of his hastie words:
    Away I say, commend me to thy master. Exit Tail.
    Pet. Well, come my Kate, we will vnto your fathers,
    Euen in these honest meane habiliments:
    Our purses shall be proud, our garments poore:
    2155For 'tis the minde that makes the bodie rich.
    And as the Sunne breakes through the darkest clouds,
    So honor peereth in the meanest habit.
    What is the Iay more precious then the Larke?
    Because his feathers are more beautifull.
    2160Or is the Adder better then the Eele,
    Because his painted skin contents the eye.
    Oh no good Kate: neither art thou the worse
    For this poore furniture, and meane array.
    If thou accountedst it shame, lay it on me,
    2165And therefore frolicke, we will hence forthwith,
    To feast and sport vs at thy fathers house,
    Go call my men, and let vs straight to him,
    And bring our horses vnto Long-lane end,
    There wil we mount, and thither walke on foote,
    2170Let's see, I thinke 'tis now some seuen a clocke,
    And well we may come there by dinner time.
    Kate. I dare assure you sir, 'tis almost two,
    And 'twill be supper time ere you come there.
    Pet. It shall be seuen ere I go to horse:
    2175Looke what I speake, or do, or thinke to doe,
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