1979Gru. No, no forsooth I dare not for my life.

1980Ka. The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.

1981What, did he marrie me to famish me?

1982Beggers that come vnto my fathers doore,

1983Vpon intreatie haue a present almes,

1984If not, elsewhere they meete with charitie:

1985But I, who neuer knew how to intreat,

1986Nor neuer needed that I should intreate,

1987Am staru'd for meate, giddie for lacke of sleepe:

1988With oathes kept waking, and with brawling fed,

1989And that which spights me more then all these wants,

1990He does it vnder name of perfect loue:

1991As who should say. if I should sleepe or eate

1992'Twere deadly sicknesse, or else present death.

1993I prethee go, aud get me some repast,

1994I care not what, so it be holsome foode.

1995Gru. What say you to a Neats foote?

1996Kate. 'Tis passing good, I prethee let me haue it.

1997Gru. I feare it is too chollericke a meate.

1998How say you to a fat Tripe finely broyl'd?

1999Kate. I like it well, good Grumio fetch it me.

2000Gru. I cannot tell, I feare 'tis chollericke.

2001What say you to a peece of Beefe and Mustard?

2002Kate. A dish that I do loue to feede vpon.

2003Gru. I, but the Mustard is too hot a little.

2004Kate. Why then the Beefe, and let the Mustard rest.

2005Gru. Nay then I wil not, you shal haue the Mustard

2006Or else you get no beefe of Grumio.

2007Kate. Then both or one, or any thing thou wilt.

2008Gru. Why then the Mustard without the beefe.

2009Kate. Go get thee gone, thou false deluding slaue,

2011That feed'st me with the verie name of meate.

2012Sorrow on thee, and all the packe of you

2013That triumph thus vpon my misery:

2014Go get thee gone, I say.

2016Petr. How fares my Kate, what sweeting all a-mort?

2017 Hor. Mistris, what cheere?

2018Kate. Faith as cold as can be.

2019Pet. Plucke vp thy spirits, looke cheerfully vpon me.

2020Heere Loue, thou seest how diligent I am,

2021To dresse thy meate my selfe, and bring it thee.

2022I am sure sweet Kate, this kindnesse merites thankes.

2023What, not a word? Nay then, thou lou'st it not:

2024And all my paines is sorted to no proofe.

2025Heere take away this dish.

2026Kate. I pray you let it stand.

2027Pet. The poorest seruice is repaide with thankes,

2028And so shall mine before you touch the meate.

2029Kate. I thanke you sir.

2030Hor. Signior Petruchio, fie you are too blame:

2031Come Mistris Kate, Ile beare you companie.

2032Petr. Eate it vp all Hortensio, if thou louest mee:

2033Much good do it vnto thy gentle heart:

2034Kate eate apace; and now my honie Loue,

2035Will we returne vnto thy Fathers house,

2036And reuell it as brauely as the best,

2037With silken coats and caps, and golden Rings,

2038With Ruffes and Cuffes, and Fardingales, and things:

2039With Scarfes, and Fannes, & double change of brau'ry,

2040With Amber Bracelets, Beades, and all this knau'ry.

2041What hast thou din'd? The Tailor staies thy leasure,

2042To decke thy bodie with his ruffling treasure.

2044Come Tailor, let vs see these ornaments.

2046Lay forth the gowne. What newes with you sir?

2047Fel. Heere is the cap your Worship did bespeake.

2048Pet. Why this was moulded on a porrenger,

2049A Veluet dish: Fie, fie, 'tis lewd and filthy,

2050Why 'tis a cockle or a walnut-shell,

2051A knacke, a toy, a tricke, a babies cap:

2052Away with it, come let me haue a bigger.

2053Kate. Ile haue no bigger, this doth fit the time,

2054And Gentlewomen weare such caps as these.

2055Pet. When you are gentle, you shall haue one too,

2056And not till then.

2057Hor. That will not be in hast.

2058Kate. Why sir I trust I may haue leaue to speake,

2059And speake I will. I am no childe, no babe,

2060Your betters haue indur'd me say my minde,

2061And If you cannot, best you stop your eares.

2062My tongue will tell the anger of my heart,

2063Or els my heart concealing it wil breake,

2064And rather then it shall, I will be free,

2065Euen to the vttermost as I please in words.

2066Pet. Why thou saist true, it is paltrie cap,

2067A custard coffen, a bauble, a silken pie,

2068I loue thee well in that thou lik'st it not.

2069Kate. Loue me, or loue me not, I like the cap,

2070And it I will haue, or I will haue none.

2071Pet. Thy gowne, why I: come Tailor let vs see't.

2072Oh mercie God, what masking stuffe is heere?

2073Whats this? a sleeue? 'tis like demi cannon,

2074What, vp and downe caru'd like an apple Tart?

2075Heers snip, and nip, and cut, and slish and slash,

2076Like to a Censor in a barbers shoppe:

2077Why what a deuils name Tailor cal'st thou this?

2078Hor. I see shees like to haue neither cap nor gowne.

2079Tai. You bid me make it orderlie and well,

2080According to the fashion, and the time.

2081Pet. Marrie and did: but if you be remembred,

2082I did not bid you marre it to the time.

2083Go hop me ouer euery kennell home,

2084For you shall hop without my custome sir:

2085Ile none of it; hence, make your best of it.

2086Kate. I neuer saw a better fashion'd gowne,

2087More queint, more pleasing, nor more commendable:

2088Belike you meane to make a puppet of me.

2089Pet. Why true, he meanes to make a puppet of thee.

2090Tail. She saies your Worship meanes to make a

2091puppet of her.

2092Pet. Oh monstrous arrogance:

2093Thou lyest, thou thred, thou thimble,

2094Thou yard three quarters, halfe yard, quarter, naile,

2095Thou Flea, thou Nit, thou winter cricket thou:

2096Brau'd in mine owne house with a skeine of thred:

2097Away thou Ragge, thou quantitie, thou remnant,

2098Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard,

2099As thou shalt thinke on prating whil'st thou liu'st:

2100I tell thee I, that thou hast marr'd her gowne.

2101Tail. Your worship is deceiu'd, the gowne is made

2102Iust as my master had direction:

2103Grumio gaue order how it should be done.

2104Gru. I gaue him no order, I gaue him the stuffe.

2105Tail. But how did you desire it should be made?

2106Gru. Marrie sir with needle and thred.

2107Tail. But did you not request to haue it cut?

2108Gru. Thou hast fac'd many things.

2109Tail. I haue.

2110Gru. Face not mee: thou hast brau'd manie men,

2111braue not me; I will neither bee fac'd nor brau'd. I say

2112vnto thee, I bid thy Master cut out the gowne, but I did

2113not bid him cut it to peeces. Ergo thou liest.

2114Tail. Why heere is the note of the fashion to testify.

2115Pet. Reade it.

2116Gru. The note lies in's throate if he say I said so.

2117Tail. Inprimis, a loose bodied gowne.

2118Gru. Master, if euer I said loose-bodied gowne, sow

2119me in the skirts of it, and beate me to death with a bot-

2120tome of browne thred: I said a gowne.

2121Pet. Proceede.

2122Tai. With a small compast cape.

2123Gru. I confesse the cape.

2124Tai. With a trunke sleeue.

2125Gru. I confesse two sleeues.

2126Tai: The sleeues curiously cut.

2127Pet. I there's the villanie.

2128Gru. Error i'th bill sir, error i'th bill? I commanded

2129the sleeues should be cut out, and sow'd vp againe, and

2130that Ile proue vpon thee, though thy little finger be ar-

2131med in a thimble.

2132Tail. This is true that I say, and I had thee in place

2133where thou shouldst know it.

2134Gru. I am for thee straight: take thou the bill, giue

2135me thy meat-yard, and spare not me.

2136Hor. God-a-mercie Grumio, then hee shall haue no

2137oddes.

2138Pet. Well sir in breefe the gowne is not for me.

2139Gru. You are i'th right sir, 'tis for my mistris.

2140Pet. Go take it vp vnto thy masters vse.

2141Gru. Villaine, not for thy life: Take vp my Mistresse

2142gowne for thy masters vse.

2143Pet. Why sir, what's your conceit in that?

2144Gru. Oh sir, the conceit is deeper then you think for:

2145Take vp my Mistris gowne to his masters vse.

2146Oh fie, fie, fie.

2147Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the Tailor paide:

2148Go take it hence, be gone, and say no more.

2149Hor. Tailor, Ile pay thee for thy gowne to morrow,

2150Take no vnkindnesse of his hastie words:

2151Away I say, commend me to thy master. Exit Tail.

2152Pet. Well, come my Kate, we will vnto your fathers,

2153Euen in these honest meane habiliments:

2154Our purses shall be proud, our garments poore:

2155For 'tis the minde that makes the bodie rich.

2156And as the Sunne breakes through the darkest clouds,

2157So honor peereth in the meanest habit.

2158What is the Iay more precious then the Larke?

2159Because his feathers are more beautifull.

2160Or is the Adder better then the Eele,

2161Because his painted skin contents the eye.

2162Oh no good Kate: neither art thou the worse

2163For this poore furniture, and meane array.

2164If thou accountedst it shame, lay it on me,

2165And therefore frolicke, we will hence forthwith,

2166To feast and sport vs at thy fathers house,

2167Go call my men, and let vs straight to him,

2168And bring our horses vnto Long-lane end,

2169There wil we mount, and thither walke on foote,

2170Let's see, I thinke 'tis now some seuen a clocke,

2171And well we may come there by dinner time.

2172Kate. I dare assure you sir, 'tis almost two,

2173And 'twill be supper time ere you come there.

2174Pet. It shall be seuen ere I go to horse:

2175Looke what I speake, or do, or thinke to doe,

2176You are still crossing it, sirs let't alone,

2177I will not goe to day, and ere I doe,

2178It shall be what a clock I say it is.

2179Hor. Why so this gallant will command the sunne.