Array ( [TITLE] => The Taming of the Shrew [PERSONA] => Array ( [TITLE] => Introduction Actors [ACTORS] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => A Lord. [1] => CHRISTOPHER SLY, a tinker. [2] => Hostess, Page, Players, Huntsmen, and Servants. ) [GRPDESCR] => Persons in the Induction. ) [1] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => GREMIO [1] => HORTENSIO ) [GRPDESCR] => suitors to Bianca. ) [2] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => TRANIO [1] => BIONDELLO ) [GRPDESCR] => servants to Lucentio. ) [3] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => GRUMIO [1] => CURTIS [2] => NATHANIEL [3] => NICHOLAS [4] => JOSEPH [5] => PHILIP [6] => PETER ) [GRPDESCR] => servants to Petruchio. ) [4] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => KATHARINA the shrew, [1] => BIANCA ) [GRPDESCR] => daughters to Baptista. ) ) [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => BAPTISTA, a rich gentleman of Padua. [1] => VINCENTIO, an old gentleman of Pisa. [2] => LUCENTIO, son to Vincentio, in love with Bianca. [3] => PETRUCHIO, a gentleman of Verona, a suitor to Katharina. [4] => A Pedant. [5] => Widow. [6] => Tailor, Haberdasher, and Servants attending on Baptista and Petruchio. ) ) [SCNDESCR] => SCENE Padua, and Petruchio's country house. [PLAYSUBT] => THE TAMING OF THE SHREW [INDUCT] => Array ( [TITLE] => INDUCTION [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Before an alehouse on a heath. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter Hostess and SLY [1] => Exit [2] => Falls asleep [3] => Horns winded. Enter a Lord from hunting, with his train [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => I'll pheeze you, in faith. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Hostess [LINE] => A pair of stocks, you rogue! ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ye are a baggage: the Slys are no rogues; look in [1] => the chronicles; we came in with Richard Conqueror. [2] => Therefore paucas pallabris; let the world slide: sessa! ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Hostess [LINE] => You will not pay for the glasses you have burst? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, not a denier. Go by, Jeronimy: go to thy cold [1] => bed, and warm thee. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Hostess [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know my remedy; I must go fetch the [1] => third--borough. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer him [1] => by law: I'll not budge an inch, boy: let him come, [2] => and kindly. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds: [1] => Brach Merriman, the poor cur is emboss'd; [2] => And couple Clowder with the deep--mouth'd brach. [3] => Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good [4] => At the hedge-corner, in the coldest fault? [5] => I would not lose the dog for twenty pound. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Huntsman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, Belman is as good as he, my lord; [1] => He cried upon it at the merest loss [2] => And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent: [3] => Trust me, I take him for the better dog. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou art a fool: if Echo were as fleet, [1] => I would esteem him worth a dozen such. [2] => But sup them well and look unto them all: [3] => To-morrow I intend to hunt again. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Huntsman [LINE] => I will, my lord. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => What's here? one dead, or drunk? See, doth he breathe? ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Huntsman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He breathes, my lord. Were he not warm'd with ale, [1] => This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O monstrous beast! how like a swine he lies! [1] => Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image! [2] => Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man. [3] => What think you, if he were convey'd to bed, [4] => Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers, [5] => A most delicious banquet by his bed, [6] => And brave attendants near him when he wakes, [7] => Would not the beggar then forget himself? ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Huntsman [LINE] => Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Huntsman [LINE] => It would seem strange unto him when he waked. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Even as a flattering dream or worthless fancy. [1] => Then take him up and manage well the jest: [2] => Carry him gently to my fairest chamber [3] => And hang it round with all my wanton pictures: [4] => Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters [5] => And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet: [6] => Procure me music ready when he wakes, [7] => To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound; [8] => And if he chance to speak, be ready straight [9] => And with a low submissive reverence [10] => Say 'What is it your honour will command?' [11] => Let one attend him with a silver basin [12] => Full of rose-water and bestrew'd with flowers, [13] => Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper, [14] => And say 'Will't please your lordship cool your hands?' [15] => Some one be ready with a costly suit [16] => And ask him what apparel he will wear; [17] => Another tell him of his hounds and horse, [18] => And that his lady mourns at his disease: [19] => Persuade him that he hath been lunatic; [20] => And when he says he is, say that he dreams, [21] => For he is nothing but a mighty lord. [22] => This do and do it kindly, gentle sirs: [23] => It will be pastime passing excellent, [24] => If it be husbanded with modesty. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Huntsman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, I warrant you we will play our part, [1] => As he shall think by our true diligence [2] => He is no less than what we say he is. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Take him up gently and to bed with him; [1] => And each one to his office when he wakes. [2] => Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds: [3] => Belike, some noble gentleman that means, [4] => Travelling some journey, to repose him here. [5] => How now! who is it? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Some bear out SLY. A trumpet sounds [1] => Exit Servingman [2] => Re-enter Servingman ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An't please your honour, players [1] => That offer service to your lordship. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bid them come near. [1] => Now, fellows, you are welcome. ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter Players ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Players [LINE] => We thank your honour. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Do you intend to stay with me tonight? ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => A Player [LINE] => So please your lordship to accept our duty. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => With all my heart. This fellow I remember, [1] => Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son: [2] => 'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman so well: [3] => I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part [4] => Was aptly fitted and naturally perform'd. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => A Player [LINE] => I think 'twas Soto that your honour means. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis very true: thou didst it excellent. [1] => Well, you are come to me in a happy time; [2] => The rather for I have some sport in hand [3] => Wherein your cunning can assist me much. [4] => There is a lord will hear you play to-night: [5] => But I am doubtful of your modesties; [6] => Lest over-eyeing of his odd behavior,-- [7] => For yet his honour never heard a play-- [8] => You break into some merry passion [9] => And so offend him; for I tell you, sirs, [10] => If you should smile he grows impatient. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => A Player [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fear not, my lord: we can contain ourselves, [1] => Were he the veriest antic in the world. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery, [1] => And give them friendly welcome every one: [2] => Let them want nothing that my house affords. [3] => Sirrah, go you to Barthol'mew my page, [4] => And see him dress'd in all suits like a lady: [5] => That done, conduct him to the drunkard's chamber; [6] => And call him 'madam,' do him obeisance. [7] => Tell him from me, as he will win my love, [8] => He bear himself with honourable action, [9] => Such as he hath observed in noble ladies [10] => Unto their lords, by them accomplished: [11] => Such duty to the drunkard let him do [12] => With soft low tongue and lowly courtesy, [13] => And say 'What is't your honour will command, [14] => Wherein your lady and your humble wife [15] => May show her duty and make known her love?' [16] => And then with kind embracements, tempting kisses, [17] => And with declining head into his bosom, [18] => Bid him shed tears, as being overjoy'd [19] => To see her noble lord restored to health, [20] => Who for this seven years hath esteem'd him [21] => No better than a poor and loathsome beggar: [22] => And if the boy have not a woman's gift [23] => To rain a shower of commanded tears, [24] => An onion will do well for such a shift, [25] => Which in a napkin being close convey'd [26] => Shall in despite enforce a watery eye. [27] => See this dispatch'd with all the haste thou canst: [28] => Anon I'll give thee more instructions. [29] => I know the boy will well usurp the grace, [30] => Voice, gait and action of a gentlewoman: [31] => I long to hear him call the drunkard husband, [32] => And how my men will stay themselves from laughter [33] => When they do homage to this simple peasant. [34] => I'll in to counsel them; haply my presence [35] => May well abate the over-merry spleen [36] => Which otherwise would grow into extremes. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit one with the Players [1] => Exit a Servingman ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. A bedchamber in the Lord's house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter aloft SLY, with Attendants; some with apparel, others with basin and ewer and appurtenances; and Lord [1] => Enter the Page as a lady, with attendants [2] => Enter a Messenger [3] => Flourish ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => For God's sake, a pot of small ale. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Servant [LINE] => Will't please your lordship drink a cup of sack? ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Servant [LINE] => Will't please your honour taste of these conserves? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Servant [LINE] => What raiment will your honour wear to-day? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am Christophero Sly; call not me 'honour' nor [1] => 'lordship:' I ne'er drank sack in my life; and if [2] => you give me any conserves, give me conserves of [3] => beef: ne'er ask me what raiment I'll wear; for I [4] => have no more doublets than backs, no more stockings [5] => than legs, nor no more shoes than feet; nay, [6] => sometimes more feet than shoes, or such shoes as my [7] => toes look through the over-leather. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Heaven cease this idle humour in your honour! [1] => O, that a mighty man of such descent, [2] => Of such possessions and so high esteem, [3] => Should be infused with so foul a spirit! ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, would you make me mad? Am not I Christopher [1] => Sly, old Sly's son of Burtonheath, by birth a [2] => pedlar, by education a cardmaker, by transmutation a [3] => bear-herd, and now by present profession a tinker? [4] => Ask Marian Hacket, the fat ale-wife of Wincot, if [5] => she know me not: if she say I am not fourteen pence [6] => on the score for sheer ale, score me up for the [7] => lyingest knave in Christendom. What! I am not [8] => bestraught: here's-- ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Servant [LINE] => O, this it is that makes your lady mourn! ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Servant [LINE] => O, this is it that makes your servants droop! ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hence comes it that your kindred shuns your house, [1] => As beaten hence by your strange lunacy. [2] => O noble lord, bethink thee of thy birth, [3] => Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment [4] => And banish hence these abject lowly dreams. [5] => Look how thy servants do attend on thee, [6] => Each in his office ready at thy beck. [7] => Wilt thou have music? hark! Apollo plays, [8] => And twenty caged nightingales do sing: [9] => Or wilt thou sleep? we'll have thee to a couch [10] => Softer and sweeter than the lustful bed [11] => On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis. [12] => Say thou wilt walk; we will bestrew the ground: [13] => Or wilt thou ride? thy horses shall be trapp'd, [14] => Their harness studded all with gold and pearl. [15] => Dost thou love hawking? thou hast hawks will soar [16] => Above the morning lark or wilt thou hunt? [17] => Thy hounds shall make the welkin answer them [18] => And fetch shrill echoes from the hollow earth. ) [STAGEDIR] => Music ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Say thou wilt course; thy greyhounds are as swift [1] => As breathed stags, ay, fleeter than the roe. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Dost thou love pictures? we will fetch thee straight [1] => Adonis painted by a running brook, [2] => And Cytherea all in sedges hid, [3] => Which seem to move and wanton with her breath, [4] => Even as the waving sedges play with wind. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We'll show thee Io as she was a maid, [1] => And how she was beguiled and surprised, [2] => As lively painted as the deed was done. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Or Daphne roaming through a thorny wood, [1] => Scratching her legs that one shall swear she bleeds, [2] => And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep, [3] => So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord: [1] => Thou hast a lady far more beautiful [2] => Than any woman in this waning age. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And till the tears that she hath shed for thee [1] => Like envious floods o'er-run her lovely face, [2] => She was the fairest creature in the world; [3] => And yet she is inferior to none. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Am I a lord? and have I such a lady? [1] => Or do I dream? or have I dream'd till now? [2] => I do not sleep: I see, I hear, I speak; [3] => I smell sweet savours and I feel soft things: [4] => Upon my life, I am a lord indeed [5] => And not a tinker nor Christophero Sly. [6] => Well, bring our lady hither to our sight; [7] => And once again, a pot o' the smallest ale. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Will't please your mightiness to wash your hands? [1] => O, how we joy to see your wit restored! [2] => O, that once more you knew but what you are! [3] => These fifteen years you have been in a dream; [4] => Or when you waked, so waked as if you slept. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => These fifteen years! by my fay, a goodly nap. [1] => But did I never speak of all that time? ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, yes, my lord, but very idle words: [1] => For though you lay here in this goodly chamber, [2] => Yet would you say ye were beaten out of door; [3] => And rail upon the hostess of the house; [4] => And say you would present her at the leet, [5] => Because she brought stone jugs and no seal'd quarts: [6] => Sometimes you would call out for Cicely Hacket. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Ay, the woman's maid of the house. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, sir, you know no house nor no such maid, [1] => Nor no such men as you have reckon'd up, [2] => As Stephen Sly and did John Naps of Greece [3] => And Peter Turph and Henry Pimpernell [4] => And twenty more such names and men as these [5] => Which never were nor no man ever saw. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Now Lord be thanked for my good amends! ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => Amen. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => I thank thee: thou shalt not lose by it. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => How fares my noble lord? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, I fare well for here is cheer enough. [1] => Where is my wife? ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => Here, noble lord: what is thy will with her? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Are you my wife and will not call me husband? [1] => My men should call me 'lord:' I am your goodman. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My husband and my lord, my lord and husband; [1] => I am your wife in all obedience. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => I know it well. What must I call her? ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Madam. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Al'ce madam, or Joan madam? ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Madam,' and nothing else: so lords [1] => call ladies. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam wife, they say that I have dream'd [1] => And slept above some fifteen year or more. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, and the time seems thirty unto me, [1] => Being all this time abandon'd from your bed. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis much. Servants, leave me and her alone. [1] => Madam, undress you and come now to bed. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of you [1] => To pardon me yet for a night or two, [2] => Or, if not so, until the sun be set: [3] => For your physicians have expressly charged, [4] => In peril to incur your former malady, [5] => That I should yet absent me from your bed: [6] => I hope this reason stands for my excuse. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, it stands so that I may hardly [1] => tarry so long. But I would be loath to fall into [2] => my dreams again: I will therefore tarry in [3] => despite of the flesh and the blood. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your honour's players, heating your amendment, [1] => Are come to play a pleasant comedy; [2] => For so your doctors hold it very meet, [3] => Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd your blood, [4] => And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy: [5] => Therefore they thought it good you hear a play [6] => And frame your mind to mirth and merriment, [7] => Which bars a thousand harms and lengthens life. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, I will, let them play it. Is not a [1] => comondy a Christmas gambold or a tumbling-trick? ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => No, my good lord; it is more pleasing stuff. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => What, household stuff? ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => It is a kind of history. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, well see't. Come, madam wife, sit by my side [1] => and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger. ) ) ) ) ) ) [ACT] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT I [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Padua. A public place. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter LUCENTIO and his man TRANIO [1] => Enter BAPTISTA, KATHARINA, BIANCA, GREMIO, and HORTENSIO. LUCENTIO and TRANIO stand by [2] => Exit [3] => Exit [4] => Exeunt GREMIO and HORTENSIO [5] => Exit Act [6] => The presenters above speak [7] => They sit and mark ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tranio, since for the great desire I had [1] => To see fair Padua, nursery of arts, [2] => I am arrived for fruitful Lombardy, [3] => The pleasant garden of great Italy; [4] => And by my father's love and leave am arm'd [5] => With his good will and thy good company, [6] => My trusty servant, well approved in all, [7] => Here let us breathe and haply institute [8] => A course of learning and ingenious studies. [9] => Pisa renown'd for grave citizens [10] => Gave me my being and my father first, [11] => A merchant of great traffic through the world, [12] => Vincetino come of Bentivolii. [13] => Vincetino's son brought up in Florence [14] => It shall become to serve all hopes conceived, [15] => To deck his fortune with his virtuous deeds: [16] => And therefore, Tranio, for the time I study, [17] => Virtue and that part of philosophy [18] => Will I apply that treats of happiness [19] => By virtue specially to be achieved. [20] => Tell me thy mind; for I have Pisa left [21] => And am to Padua come, as he that leaves [22] => A shallow plash to plunge him in the deep [23] => And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mi perdonato, gentle master mine, [1] => I am in all affected as yourself; [2] => Glad that you thus continue your resolve [3] => To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy. [4] => Only, good master, while we do admire [5] => This virtue and this moral discipline, [6] => Let's be no stoics nor no stocks, I pray; [7] => Or so devote to Aristotle's cheques [8] => As Ovid be an outcast quite abjured: [9] => Balk logic with acquaintance that you have [10] => And practise rhetoric in your common talk; [11] => Music and poesy use to quicken you; [12] => The mathematics and the metaphysics, [13] => Fall to them as you find your stomach serves you; [14] => No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en: [15] => In brief, sir, study what you most affect. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou advise. [1] => If, Biondello, thou wert come ashore, [2] => We could at once put us in readiness, [3] => And take a lodging fit to entertain [4] => Such friends as time in Padua shall beget. [5] => But stay a while: what company is this? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Master, some show to welcome us to town. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gentlemen, importune me no farther, [1] => For how I firmly am resolved you know; [2] => That is, not bestow my youngest daughter [3] => Before I have a husband for the elder: [4] => If either of you both love Katharina, [5] => Because I know you well and love you well, [6] => Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => There, There, Hortensio, will you any wife? ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, sir, is it your will [1] => To make a stale of me amongst these mates? ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mates, maid! how mean you that? no mates for you, [1] => Unless you were of gentler, milder mould. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'faith, sir, you shall never need to fear: [1] => I wis it is not half way to her heart; [2] => But if it were, doubt not her care should be [3] => To comb your noddle with a three-legg'd stool [4] => And paint your face and use you like a fool. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIA [LINE] => From all such devils, good Lord deliver us! ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => And me too, good Lord! ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hush, master! here's some good pastime toward: [1] => That wench is stark mad or wonderful froward. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But in the other's silence do I see [1] => Maid's mild behavior and sobriety. [2] => Peace, Tranio! ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Well said, master; mum! and gaze your fill. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gentlemen, that I may soon make good [1] => What I have said, Bianca, get you in: [2] => And let it not displease thee, good Bianca, [3] => For I will love thee ne'er the less, my girl. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A pretty peat! it is best [1] => Put finger in the eye, an she knew why. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sister, content you in my discontent. [1] => Sir, to your pleasure humbly I subscribe: [2] => My books and instruments shall be my company, [3] => On them to took and practise by myself. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Hark, Tranio! thou may'st hear Minerva speak. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Signior Baptista, will you be so strange? [1] => Sorry am I that our good will effects [2] => Bianca's grief. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why will you mew her up, [1] => Signior Baptista, for this fiend of hell, [2] => And make her bear the penance of her tongue? ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gentlemen, content ye; I am resolved: [1] => Go in, Bianca: [2] => And for I know she taketh most delight [3] => In music, instruments and poetry, [4] => Schoolmasters will I keep within my house, [5] => Fit to instruct her youth. If you, Hortensio, [6] => Or Signior Gremio, you, know any such, [7] => Prefer them hither; for to cunning men [8] => I will be very kind, and liberal [9] => To mine own children in good bringing up: [10] => And so farewell. Katharina, you may stay; [11] => For I have more to commune with Bianca. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit BIANCA ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, and I trust I may go too, may I not? What, [1] => shall I be appointed hours; as though, belike, I [2] => knew not what to take and what to leave, ha? ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You may go to the devil's dam: your gifts are so [1] => good, here's none will hold you. Their love is not [2] => so great, Hortensio, but we may blow our nails [3] => together, and fast it fairly out: our cakes dough on [4] => both sides. Farewell: yet for the love I bear my [5] => sweet Bianca, if I can by any means light on a fit [6] => man to teach her that wherein she delights, I will [7] => wish him to her father. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So will I, Signior Gremio: but a word, I pray. [1] => Though the nature of our quarrel yet never brooked [2] => parle, know now, upon advice, it toucheth us both, [3] => that we may yet again have access to our fair [4] => mistress and be happy rivals in Bianco's love, to [5] => labour and effect one thing specially. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => What's that, I pray? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Marry, sir, to get a husband for her sister. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => A husband! a devil. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => I say, a husband. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I say, a devil. Thinkest thou, Hortensio, though [1] => her father be very rich, any man is so very a fool [2] => to be married to hell? ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tush, Gremio, though it pass your patience and mine [1] => to endure her loud alarums, why, man, there be good [2] => fellows in the world, an a man could light on them, [3] => would take her with all faults, and money enough. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot tell; but I had as lief take her dowry with [1] => this condition, to be whipped at the high cross [2] => every morning. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Faith, as you say, there's small choice in rotten [1] => apples. But come; since this bar in law makes us [2] => friends, it shall be so far forth friendly [3] => maintained all by helping Baptista's eldest daughter [4] => to a husband we set his youngest free for a husband, [5] => and then have to't a fresh. Sweet Bianca! Happy man [6] => be his dole! He that runs fastest gets the ring. [7] => How say you, Signior Gremio? ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am agreed; and would I had given him the best [1] => horse in Padua to begin his wooing that would [2] => thoroughly woo her, wed her and bed her and rid the [3] => house of her! Come on. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray, sir, tell me, is it possible [1] => That love should of a sudden take such hold? ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Tranio, till I found it to be true, [1] => I never thought it possible or likely; [2] => But see, while idly I stood looking on, [3] => I found the effect of love in idleness: [4] => And now in plainness do confess to thee, [5] => That art to me as secret and as dear [6] => As Anna to the queen of Carthage was, [7] => Tranio, I burn, I pine, I perish, Tranio, [8] => If I achieve not this young modest girl. [9] => Counsel me, Tranio, for I know thou canst; [10] => Assist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Master, it is no time to chide you now; [1] => Affection is not rated from the heart: [2] => If love have touch'd you, nought remains but so, [3] => 'Redime te captum quam queas minimo.' ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gramercies, lad, go forward; this contents: [1] => The rest will comfort, for thy counsel's sound. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Master, you look'd so longly on the maid, [1] => Perhaps you mark'd not what's the pith of all. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face, [1] => Such as the daughter of Agenor had, [2] => That made great Jove to humble him to her hand. [3] => When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan strand. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Saw you no more? mark'd you not how her sister [1] => Began to scold and raise up such a storm [2] => That mortal ears might hardly endure the din? ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move [1] => And with her breath she did perfume the air: [2] => Sacred and sweet was all I saw in her. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, then, 'tis time to stir him from his trance. [1] => I pray, awake, sir: if you love the maid, [2] => Bend thoughts and wits to achieve her. Thus it stands: [3] => Her eldest sister is so curst and shrewd [4] => That till the father rid his hands of her, [5] => Master, your love must live a maid at home; [6] => And therefore has he closely mew'd her up, [7] => Because she will not be annoy'd with suitors. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father's he! [1] => But art thou not advised, he took some care [2] => To get her cunning schoolmasters to instruct her? ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Ay, marry, am I, sir; and now 'tis plotted. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => I have it, Tranio. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Master, for my hand, [1] => Both our inventions meet and jump in one. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Tell me thine first. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You will be schoolmaster [1] => And undertake the teaching of the maid: [2] => That's your device. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => It is: may it be done? ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not possible; for who shall bear your part, [1] => And be in Padua here Vincentio's son, [2] => Keep house and ply his book, welcome his friends, [3] => Visit his countrymen and banquet them? ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Basta; content thee, for I have it full. [1] => We have not yet been seen in any house, [2] => Nor can we lie distinguish'd by our faces [3] => For man or master; then it follows thus; [4] => Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead, [5] => Keep house and port and servants as I should: [6] => I will some other be, some Florentine, [7] => Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of Pisa. [8] => 'Tis hatch'd and shall be so: Tranio, at once [9] => Uncase thee; take my colour'd hat and cloak: [10] => When Biondello comes, he waits on thee; [11] => But I will charm him first to keep his tongue. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So had you need. [1] => In brief, sir, sith it your pleasure is, [2] => And I am tied to be obedient; [3] => For so your father charged me at our parting, [4] => 'Be serviceable to my son,' quoth he, [5] => Although I think 'twas in another sense; [6] => I am content to be Lucentio, [7] => Because so well I love Lucentio. ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves: [1] => And let me be a slave, to achieve that maid [2] => Whose sudden sight hath thrall'd my wounded eye. [3] => Here comes the rogue. [4] => Sirrah, where have you been? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter BIONDELLO ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where have I been! Nay, how now! where are you? [1] => Master, has my fellow Tranio stolen your clothes? Or [2] => you stolen his? or both? pray, what's the news? ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sirrah, come hither: 'tis no time to jest, [1] => And therefore frame your manners to the time. [2] => Your fellow Tranio here, to save my life, [3] => Puts my apparel and my countenance on, [4] => And I for my escape have put on his; [5] => For in a quarrel since I came ashore [6] => I kill'd a man and fear I was descried: [7] => Wait you on him, I charge you, as becomes, [8] => While I make way from hence to save my life: [9] => You understand me? ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => I, sir! ne'er a whit. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth: [1] => Tranio is changed into Lucentio. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => The better for him: would I were so too! ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So could I, faith, boy, to have the next wish after, [1] => That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest daughter. [2] => But, sirrah, not for my sake, but your master's, I advise [3] => You use your manners discreetly in all kind of companies: [4] => When I am alone, why, then I am Tranio; [5] => But in all places else your master Lucentio. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tranio, let's go: one thing more rests, that [1] => thyself execute, to make one among these wooers: if [2] => thou ask me why, sufficeth, my reasons are both good [3] => and weighty. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Servant [LINE] => My lord, you nod; you do not mind the play. ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, by Saint Anne, do I. A good matter, surely: [1] => comes there any more of it? ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => My lord, 'tis but begun. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SLY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam lady: [1] => would 'twere done! ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Padua. Before HORTENSIO'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter PETRUCHIO and his man GRUMIO [1] => He wrings him by the ears [2] => Enter HORTENSIO [3] => Enter TRANIO brave, and BIONDELLO [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Verona, for a while I take my leave, [1] => To see my friends in Padua, but of all [2] => My best beloved and approved friend, [3] => Hortensio; and I trow this is his house. [4] => Here, sirrah Grumio; knock, I say. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Knock, sir! whom should I knock? is there man has [1] => rebused your worship? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Villain, I say, knock me here soundly. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Knock you here, sir! why, sir, what am I, sir, that [1] => I should knock you here, sir? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Villain, I say, knock me at this gate [1] => And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My master is grown quarrelsome. I should knock [1] => you first, [2] => And then I know after who comes by the worst. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Will it not be? [1] => Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock, I'll ring it; [2] => I'll try how you can sol, fa, and sing it. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Help, masters, help! my master is mad. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Now, knock when I bid you, sirrah villain! ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now! what's the matter? My old friend Grumio! [1] => and my good friend Petruchio! How do you all at Verona? ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Signior Hortensio, come you to part the fray? [1] => 'Con tutto il cuore, ben trovato,' may I say. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Alla nostra casa ben venuto, molto honorato signor [1] => mio Petruchio.' Rise, Grumio, rise: we will compound [2] => this quarrel. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, 'tis no matter, sir, what he 'leges in Latin. [1] => if this be not a lawful case for me to leave his [2] => service, look you, sir, he bid me knock him and rap [3] => him soundly, sir: well, was it fit for a servant to [4] => use his master so, being perhaps, for aught I see, [5] => two and thirty, a pip out? Whom would to God I had [6] => well knock'd at first, Then had not Grumio come by the worst. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A senseless villain! Good Hortensio, [1] => I bade the rascal knock upon your gate [2] => And could not get him for my heart to do it. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Knock at the gate! O heavens! Spake you not these [1] => words plain, 'Sirrah, knock me here, rap me here, [2] => knock me well, and knock me soundly'? And come you [3] => now with, 'knocking at the gate'? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I advise you. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Petruchio, patience; I am Grumio's pledge: [1] => Why, this's a heavy chance 'twixt him and you, [2] => Your ancient, trusty, pleasant servant Grumio. [3] => And tell me now, sweet friend, what happy gale [4] => Blows you to Padua here from old Verona? ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Such wind as scatters young men through the world, [1] => To seek their fortunes farther than at home [2] => Where small experience grows. But in a few, [3] => Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me: [4] => Antonio, my father, is deceased; [5] => And I have thrust myself into this maze, [6] => Haply to wive and thrive as best I may: [7] => Crowns in my purse I have and goods at home, [8] => And so am come abroad to see the world. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to thee [1] => And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favour'd wife? [2] => Thou'ldst thank me but a little for my counsel: [3] => And yet I'll promise thee she shall be rich [4] => And very rich: but thou'rt too much my friend, [5] => And I'll not wish thee to her. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as we [1] => Few words suffice; and therefore, if thou know [2] => One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife, [3] => As wealth is burden of my wooing dance, [4] => Be she as foul as was Florentius' love, [5] => As old as Sibyl and as curst and shrewd [6] => As Socrates' Xanthippe, or a worse, [7] => She moves me not, or not removes, at least, [8] => Affection's edge in me, were she as rough [9] => As are the swelling Adriatic seas: [10] => I come to wive it wealthily in Padua; [11] => If wealthily, then happily in Padua. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, look you, sir, he tells you flatly what his [1] => mind is: Why give him gold enough and marry him to [2] => a puppet or an aglet-baby; or an old trot with ne'er [3] => a tooth in her head, though she have as many diseases [4] => as two and fifty horses: why, nothing comes amiss, [5] => so money comes withal. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Petruchio, since we are stepp'd thus far in, [1] => I will continue that I broach'd in jest. [2] => I can, Petruchio, help thee to a wife [3] => With wealth enough and young and beauteous, [4] => Brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman: [5] => Her only fault, and that is faults enough, [6] => Is that she is intolerable curst [7] => And shrewd and froward, so beyond all measure [8] => That, were my state far worser than it is, [9] => I would not wed her for a mine of gold. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hortensio, peace! thou know'st not gold's effect: [1] => Tell me her father's name and 'tis enough; [2] => For I will board her, though she chide as loud [3] => As thunder when the clouds in autumn crack. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Her father is Baptista Minola, [1] => An affable and courteous gentleman: [2] => Her name is Katharina Minola, [3] => Renown'd in Padua for her scolding tongue. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know her father, though I know not her; [1] => And he knew my deceased father well. [2] => I will not sleep, Hortensio, till I see her; [3] => And therefore let me be thus bold with you [4] => To give you over at this first encounter, [5] => Unless you will accompany me thither. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, sir, let him go while the humour lasts. [1] => O' my word, an she knew him as well as I do, she [2] => would think scolding would do little good upon him: [3] => she may perhaps call him half a score knaves or so: [4] => why, that's nothing; an he begin once, he'll rail in [5] => his rope-tricks. I'll tell you what sir, an she [6] => stand him but a little, he will throw a figure in [7] => her face and so disfigure her with it that she [8] => shall have no more eyes to see withal than a cat. [9] => You know him not, sir. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee, [1] => For in Baptista's keep my treasure is: [2] => He hath the jewel of my life in hold, [3] => His youngest daughter, beautiful Binaca, [4] => And her withholds from me and other more, [5] => Suitors to her and rivals in my love, [6] => Supposing it a thing impossible, [7] => For those defects I have before rehearsed, [8] => That ever Katharina will be woo'd; [9] => Therefore this order hath Baptista ta'en, [10] => That none shall have access unto Bianca [11] => Till Katharina the curst have got a husband. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Katharina the curst! [1] => A title for a maid of all titles the worst. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now shall my friend Petruchio do me grace, [1] => And offer me disguised in sober robes [2] => To old Baptista as a schoolmaster [3] => Well seen in music, to instruct Bianca; [4] => That so I may, by this device, at least [5] => Have leave and leisure to make love to her [6] => And unsuspected court her by herself. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here's no knavery! See, to beguile the old folks, [1] => how the young folks lay their heads together! [2] => Master, master, look about you: who goes there, ha? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter GREMIO, and LUCENTIO disguised ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Peace, Grumio! it is the rival of my love. [1] => Petruchio, stand by a while. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => A proper stripling and an amorous! ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, very well; I have perused the note. [1] => Hark you, sir: I'll have them very fairly bound: [2] => All books of love, see that at any hand; [3] => And see you read no other lectures to her: [4] => You understand me: over and beside [5] => Signior Baptista's liberality, [6] => I'll mend it with a largess. Take your paper too, [7] => And let me have them very well perfumed [8] => For she is sweeter than perfume itself [9] => To whom they go to. What will you read to her? ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Whate'er I read to her, I'll plead for you [1] => As for my patron, stand you so assured, [2] => As firmly as yourself were still in place: [3] => Yea, and perhaps with more successful words [4] => Than you, unless you were a scholar, sir. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => O this learning, what a thing it is! ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => O this woodcock, what an ass it is! ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Peace, sirrah! ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Grumio, mum! God save you, Signior Gremio. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And you are well met, Signior Hortensio. [1] => Trow you whither I am going? To Baptista Minola. [2] => I promised to inquire carefully [3] => About a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca: [4] => And by good fortune I have lighted well [5] => On this young man, for learning and behavior [6] => Fit for her turn, well read in poetry [7] => And other books, good ones, I warrant ye. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis well; and I have met a gentleman [1] => Hath promised me to help me to another, [2] => A fine musician to instruct our mistress; [3] => So shall I no whit be behind in duty [4] => To fair Bianca, so beloved of me. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Beloved of me; and that my deeds shall prove. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => And that his bags shall prove. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our love: [1] => Listen to me, and if you speak me fair, [2] => I'll tell you news indifferent good for either. [3] => Here is a gentleman whom by chance I met, [4] => Upon agreement from us to his liking, [5] => Will undertake to woo curst Katharina, [6] => Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So said, so done, is well. [1] => Hortensio, have you told him all her faults? ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know she is an irksome brawling scold: [1] => If that be all, masters, I hear no harm. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => No, say'st me so, friend? What countryman? ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Born in Verona, old Antonio's son: [1] => My father dead, my fortune lives for me; [2] => And I do hope good days and long to see. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O sir, such a life, with such a wife, were strange! [1] => But if you have a stomach, to't i' God's name: [2] => You shall have me assisting you in all. [3] => But will you woo this wild-cat? ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Will I live? ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Will he woo her? ay, or I'll hang her. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why came I hither but to that intent? [1] => Think you a little din can daunt mine ears? [2] => Have I not in my time heard lions roar? [3] => Have I not heard the sea puff'd up with winds [4] => Rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat? [5] => Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, [6] => And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies? [7] => Have I not in a pitched battle heard [8] => Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang? [9] => And do you tell me of a woman's tongue, [10] => That gives not half so great a blow to hear [11] => As will a chestnut in a farmer's fire? [12] => Tush, tush! fear boys with bugs. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => For he fears none. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hortensio, hark: [1] => This gentleman is happily arrived, [2] => My mind presumes, for his own good and ours. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I promised we would be contributors [1] => And bear his charging of wooing, whatsoe'er. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => And so we will, provided that he win her. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => I would I were as sure of a good dinner. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gentlemen, God save you. If I may be bold, [1] => Tell me, I beseech you, which is the readiest way [2] => To the house of Signior Baptista Minola? ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => He that has the two fair daughters: is't he you mean? ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Even he, Biondello. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Hark you, sir; you mean not her to-- ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Perhaps, him and her, sir: what have you to do? ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Not her that chides, sir, at any hand, I pray. ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => I love no chiders, sir. Biondello, let's away. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Well begun, Tranio. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, a word ere you go; [1] => Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea or no? ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => And if I be, sir, is it any offence? ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => No; if without more words you will get you hence. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, sir, I pray, are not the streets as free [1] => For me as for you? ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => But so is not she. ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => For what reason, I beseech you? ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For this reason, if you'll know, [1] => That she's the choice love of Signior Gremio. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => That she's the chosen of Signior Hortensio. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Softly, my masters! if you be gentlemen, [1] => Do me this right; hear me with patience. [2] => Baptista is a noble gentleman, [3] => To whom my father is not all unknown; [4] => And were his daughter fairer than she is, [5] => She may more suitors have and me for one. [6] => Fair Leda's daughter had a thousand wooers; [7] => Then well one more may fair Bianca have: [8] => And so she shall; Lucentio shall make one, [9] => Though Paris came in hope to speed alone. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => What! this gentleman will out-talk us all. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Sir, give him head: I know he'll prove a jade. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Hortensio, to what end are all these words? ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, let me be so bold as ask you, [1] => Did you yet ever see Baptista's daughter? ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, sir; but hear I do that he hath two, [1] => The one as famous for a scolding tongue [2] => As is the other for beauteous modesty. ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Sir, sir, the first's for me; let her go by. ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules; [1] => And let it be more than Alcides' twelve. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, understand you this of me in sooth: [1] => The youngest daughter whom you hearken for [2] => Her father keeps from all access of suitors, [3] => And will not promise her to any man [4] => Until the elder sister first be wed: [5] => The younger then is free and not before. ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If it be so, sir, that you are the man [1] => Must stead us all and me amongst the rest, [2] => And if you break the ice and do this feat, [3] => Achieve the elder, set the younger free [4] => For our access, whose hap shall be to have her [5] => Will not so graceless be to be ingrate. ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, you say well and well you do conceive; [1] => And since you do profess to be a suitor, [2] => You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman, [3] => To whom we all rest generally beholding. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, I shall not be slack: in sign whereof, [1] => Please ye we may contrive this afternoon, [2] => And quaff carouses to our mistress' health, [3] => And do as adversaries do in law, [4] => Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Array ( [0] => GRUMIO [1] => BIONDELLO ) [LINE] => O excellent motion! Fellows, let's be gone. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The motion's good indeed and be it so, [1] => Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto. ) ) ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT II [SCENE] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Padua. A room in BAPTISTA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter KATHARINA and BIANCA [1] => Strikes her [2] => Enter BAPTISTA [3] => Flies after BIANCA [4] => Exit BIANCA [5] => Exit [6] => Enter GREMIO, LUCENTIO in the habit of a mean man; PETRUCHIO, with HORTENSIO as a musician; and TRANIO, with BIONDELLO bearing a lute and books [7] => Re-enter HORTENSIO, with his head broke [8] => She strikes him [9] => Re-enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and TRANIO [10] => Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA severally [11] => Exit [12] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong yourself, [1] => To make a bondmaid and a slave of me; [2] => That I disdain: but for these other gawds, [3] => Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself, [4] => Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat; [5] => Or what you will command me will I do, [6] => So well I know my duty to my elders. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell [1] => Whom thou lovest best: see thou dissemble not. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Believe me, sister, of all the men alive [1] => I never yet beheld that special face [2] => Which I could fancy more than any other. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hortensio? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If you affect him, sister, here I swear [1] => I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have [2] => him. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O then, belike, you fancy riches more: [1] => You will have Gremio to keep you fair. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is it for him you do envy me so? [1] => Nay then you jest, and now I well perceive [2] => You have but jested with me all this while: [3] => I prithee, sister Kate, untie my hands. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => If that be jest, then all the rest was so. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, how now, dame! whence grows this insolence? [1] => Bianca, stand aside. Poor girl! she weeps. [2] => Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her. [3] => For shame, thou helding of a devilish spirit, [4] => Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee? [5] => When did she cross thee with a bitter word? ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Her silence flouts me, and I'll be revenged. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => What, in my sight? Bianca, get thee in. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see [1] => She is your treasure, she must have a husband; [2] => I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day [3] => And for your love to her lead apes in hell. [4] => Talk not to me: I will go sit and weep [5] => Till I can find occasion of revenge. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I? [1] => But who comes here? ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Good morrow, neighbour Baptista. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good morrow, neighbour Gremio. [1] => God save you, gentlemen! ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And you, good sir! Pray, have you not a daughter [1] => Call'd Katharina, fair and virtuous? ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => I have a daughter, sir, called Katharina. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => You are too blunt: go to it orderly. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You wrong me, Signior Gremio: give me leave. [1] => I am a gentleman of Verona, sir, [2] => That, hearing of her beauty and her wit, [3] => Her affability and bashful modesty, [4] => Her wondrous qualities and mild behavior, [5] => Am bold to show myself a forward guest [6] => Within your house, to make mine eye the witness [7] => Of that report which I so oft have heard. [8] => And, for an entrance to my entertainment, [9] => I do present you with a man of mine, [10] => Cunning in music and the mathematics, [11] => To instruct her fully in those sciences, [12] => Whereof I know she is not ignorant: [13] => Accept of him, or else you do me wrong: [14] => His name is Licio, born in Mantua. ) [STAGEDIR] => Presenting HORTENSIO ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You're welcome, sir; and he, for your good sake. [1] => But for my daughter Katharina, this I know, [2] => She is not for your turn, the more my grief. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I see you do not mean to part with her, [1] => Or else you like not of my company. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mistake me not; I speak but as I find. [1] => Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name? ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son, [1] => A man well known throughout all Italy. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => I know him well: you are welcome for his sake. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, [1] => Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too: [2] => Baccare! you are marvellous forward. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => O, pardon me, Signior Gremio; I would fain be doing. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your [1] => wooing. Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am [2] => sure of it. To express the like kindness, myself, [3] => that have been more kindly beholding to you than [4] => any, freely give unto you this young scholar, [5] => that hath been long studying at Rheims; as cunning [6] => in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other [7] => in music and mathematics: his name is Cambio; pray, [8] => accept his service. ) [STAGEDIR] => Presenting LUCENTIO ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio. [1] => Welcome, good Cambio. [2] => But, gentle sir, methinks you walk like a stranger: [3] => may I be so bold to know the cause of your coming? ) [STAGEDIR] => To TRANIO ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own, [1] => That, being a stranger in this city here, [2] => Do make myself a suitor to your daughter, [3] => Unto Bianca, fair and virtuous. [4] => Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me, [5] => In the preferment of the eldest sister. [6] => This liberty is all that I request, [7] => That, upon knowledge of my parentage, [8] => I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo [9] => And free access and favour as the rest: [10] => And, toward the education of your daughters, [11] => I here bestow a simple instrument, [12] => And this small packet of Greek and Latin books: [13] => If you accept them, then their worth is great. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Lucentio is your name; of whence, I pray? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A mighty man of Pisa; by report [1] => I know him well: you are very welcome, sir, [2] => Take you the lute, and you the set of books; [3] => You shall go see your pupils presently. [4] => Holla, within! [5] => Sirrah, lead these gentlemen [6] => To my daughters; and tell them both, [7] => These are their tutors: bid them use them well. [8] => We will go walk a little in the orchard, [9] => And then to dinner. You are passing welcome, [10] => And so I pray you all to think yourselves. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter a Servant [1] => Exit Servant, with LUCENTIO and HORTENSIO, BIONDELLO following ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste, [1] => And every day I cannot come to woo. [2] => You knew my father well, and in him me, [3] => Left solely heir to all his lands and goods, [4] => Which I have better'd rather than decreased: [5] => Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love, [6] => What dowry shall I have with her to wife? ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => After my death the one half of my lands, [1] => And in possession twenty thousand crowns. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of [1] => Her widowhood, be it that she survive me, [2] => In all my lands and leases whatsoever: [3] => Let specialties be therefore drawn between us, [4] => That covenants may be kept on either hand. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd, [1] => That is, her love; for that is all in all. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, that is nothing: for I tell you, father, [1] => I am as peremptory as she proud-minded; [2] => And where two raging fires meet together [3] => They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: [4] => Though little fire grows great with little wind, [5] => Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all: [6] => So I to her and so she yields to me; [7] => For I am rough and woo not like a babe. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well mayst thou woo, and happy be thy speed! [1] => But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds, [1] => That shake not, though they blow perpetually. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => How now, my friend! why dost thou look so pale? ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => What, will my daughter prove a good musician? ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I think she'll sooner prove a soldier [1] => Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Why, then thou canst not break her to the lute? ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, no; for she hath broke the lute to me. [1] => I did but tell her she mistook her frets, [2] => And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering; [3] => When, with a most impatient devilish spirit, [4] => 'Frets, call you these?' quoth she; 'I'll fume [5] => with them:' [6] => And, with that word, she struck me on the head, [7] => And through the instrument my pate made way; [8] => And there I stood amazed for a while, [9] => As on a pillory, looking through the lute; [10] => While she did call me rascal fiddler [11] => And twangling Jack; with twenty such vile terms, [12] => As had she studied to misuse me so. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; [1] => I love her ten times more than e'er I did: [2] => O, how I long to have some chat with her! ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, go with me and be not so discomfited: [1] => Proceed in practise with my younger daughter; [2] => She's apt to learn and thankful for good turns. [3] => Signior Petruchio, will you go with us, [4] => Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you? ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you do. [1] => I will attend her here, [2] => And woo her with some spirit when she comes. [3] => Say that she rail; why then I'll tell her plain [4] => She sings as sweetly as a nightingale: [5] => Say that she frown, I'll say she looks as clear [6] => As morning roses newly wash'd with dew: [7] => Say she be mute and will not speak a word; [8] => Then I'll commend her volubility, [9] => And say she uttereth piercing eloquence: [10] => If she do bid me pack, I'll give her thanks, [11] => As though she bid me stay by her a week: [12] => If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day [13] => When I shall ask the banns and when be married. [14] => But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak. [15] => Good morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exeunt all but PETRUCHIO [1] => Enter KATHARINA ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing: [1] => They call me Katharina that do talk of me. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate, [1] => And bonny Kate and sometimes Kate the curst; [2] => But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom [3] => Kate of Kate Hall, my super-dainty Kate, [4] => For dainties are all Kates, and therefore, Kate, [5] => Take this of me, Kate of my consolation; [6] => Hearing thy mildness praised in every town, [7] => Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, [8] => Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs, [9] => Myself am moved to woo thee for my wife. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Moved! in good time: let him that moved you hither [1] => Remove you hence: I knew you at the first [2] => You were a moveable. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Why, what's a moveable? ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => A join'd-stool. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Asses are made to bear, and so are you. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Women are made to bear, and so are you. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => No such jade as you, if me you mean. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas! good Kate, I will not burden thee; [1] => For, knowing thee to be but young and light-- ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Too light for such a swain as you to catch; [1] => And yet as heavy as my weight should be. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Should be! should--buzz! ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => O slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee? ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => If I be waspish, best beware my sting. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => My remedy is then, to pluck it out. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies, ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who knows not where a wasp does [1] => wear his sting? In his tail. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => In his tongue. ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Whose tongue? ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again, [1] => Good Kate; I am a gentleman. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => That I'll try. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So may you lose your arms: [1] => If you strike me, you are no gentleman; [2] => And if no gentleman, why then no arms. ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => A herald, Kate? O, put me in thy books! ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => What is your crest? a coxcomb? ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen. ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => No cock of mine; you crow too like a craven. ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look so sour. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => It is my fashion, when I see a crab. ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Why, here's no crab; and therefore look not sour. ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => There is, there is. ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Then show it me. ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Had I a glass, I would. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => What, you mean my face? ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Well aim'd of such a young one. ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Now, by Saint George, I am too young for you. ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Yet you are wither'd. ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => 'Tis with cares. ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => I care not. ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth you scape not so. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => I chafe you, if I tarry: let me go. ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, not a whit: I find you passing gentle. [1] => 'Twas told me you were rough and coy and sullen, [2] => And now I find report a very liar; [3] => For thou are pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous, [4] => But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers: [5] => Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance, [6] => Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will, [7] => Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk, [8] => But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers, [9] => With gentle conference, soft and affable. [10] => Why does the world report that Kate doth limp? [11] => O slanderous world! Kate like the hazel-twig [12] => Is straight and slender and as brown in hue [13] => As hazel nuts and sweeter than the kernels. [14] => O, let me see thee walk: thou dost not halt. ) ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command. ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Did ever Dian so become a grove [1] => As Kate this chamber with her princely gait? [2] => O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate; [3] => And then let Kate be chaste and Dian sportful! ) ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Where did you study all this goodly speech? ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => It is extempore, from my mother-wit. ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => A witty mother! witless else her son. ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Am I not wise? ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Yes; keep you warm. ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharina, in thy bed: [1] => And therefore, setting all this chat aside, [2] => Thus in plain terms: your father hath consented [3] => That you shall be my wife; your dowry 'greed on; [4] => And, Will you, nill you, I will marry you. [5] => Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn; [6] => For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, [7] => Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well, [8] => Thou must be married to no man but me; [9] => For I am he am born to tame you Kate, [10] => And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate [11] => Conformable as other household Kates. [12] => Here comes your father: never make denial; [13] => I must and will have Katharina to my wife. ) ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with my daughter? ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How but well, sir? how but well? [1] => It were impossible I should speed amiss. ) ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Why, how now, daughter Katharina! in your dumps? ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Call you me daughter? now, I promise you [1] => You have show'd a tender fatherly regard, [2] => To wish me wed to one half lunatic; [3] => A mad-cup ruffian and a swearing Jack, [4] => That thinks with oaths to face the matter out. ) ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Father, 'tis thus: yourself and all the world, [1] => That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her: [2] => If she be curst, it is for policy, [3] => For she's not froward, but modest as the dove; [4] => She is not hot, but temperate as the morn; [5] => For patience she will prove a second Grissel, [6] => And Roman Lucrece for her chastity: [7] => And to conclude, we have 'greed so well together, [8] => That upon Sunday is the wedding-day. ) ) [107] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first. ) [108] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hark, Petruchio; she says she'll see thee [1] => hang'd first. ) ) [109] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Is this your speeding? nay, then, good night our part! ) [110] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for myself: [1] => If she and I be pleased, what's that to you? [2] => 'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone, [3] => That she shall still be curst in company. [4] => I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe [5] => How much she loves me: O, the kindest Kate! [6] => She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss [7] => She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath, [8] => That in a twink she won me to her love. [9] => O, you are novices! 'tis a world to see, [10] => How tame, when men and women are alone, [11] => A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew. [12] => Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice, [13] => To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day. [14] => Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests; [15] => I will be sure my Katharina shall be fine. ) ) [111] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know not what to say: but give me your hands; [1] => God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match. ) ) [112] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Array ( [0] => GREMIO [1] => TRANIO ) [LINE] => Amen, say we: we will be witnesses. ) [113] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu; [1] => I will to Venice; Sunday comes apace: [2] => We will have rings and things and fine array; [3] => And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o'Sunday. ) ) [114] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly? ) [115] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part, [1] => And venture madly on a desperate mart. ) ) [116] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you: [1] => 'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas. ) ) [117] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => The gain I seek is, quiet in the match. ) [118] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch. [1] => But now, Baptists, to your younger daughter: [2] => Now is the day we long have looked for: [3] => I am your neighbour, and was suitor first. ) ) [119] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And I am one that love Bianca more [1] => Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess. ) ) [120] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Youngling, thou canst not love so dear as I. ) [121] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Graybeard, thy love doth freeze. ) [122] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But thine doth fry. [1] => Skipper, stand back: 'tis age that nourisheth. ) ) [123] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => But youth in ladies' eyes that flourisheth. ) [124] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Content you, gentlemen: I will compound this strife: [1] => 'Tis deeds must win the prize; and he of both [2] => That can assure my daughter greatest dower [3] => Shall have my Bianca's love. [4] => Say, Signior Gremio, What can you assure her? ) ) [125] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => First, as you know, my house within the city [1] => Is richly furnished with plate and gold; [2] => Basins and ewers to lave her dainty hands; [3] => My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry; [4] => In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns; [5] => In cypress chests my arras counterpoints, [6] => Costly apparel, tents, and canopies, [7] => Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl, [8] => Valance of Venice gold in needlework, [9] => Pewter and brass and all things that belong [10] => To house or housekeeping: then, at my farm [11] => I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail, [12] => Sixscore fat oxen standing in my stalls, [13] => And all things answerable to this portion. [14] => Myself am struck in years, I must confess; [15] => And if I die to-morrow, this is hers, [16] => If whilst I live she will be only mine. ) ) [126] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That 'only' came well in. Sir, list to me: [1] => I am my father's heir and only son: [2] => If I may have your daughter to my wife, [3] => I'll leave her houses three or four as good, [4] => Within rich Pisa walls, as any one [5] => Old Signior Gremio has in Padua; [6] => Besides two thousand ducats by the year [7] => Of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure. [8] => What, have I pinch'd you, Signior Gremio? ) ) [127] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Two thousand ducats by the year of land! [1] => My land amounts not to so much in all: [2] => That she shall have; besides an argosy [3] => That now is lying in Marseilles' road. [4] => What, have I choked you with an argosy? ) ) [128] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gremio, 'tis known my father hath no less [1] => Than three great argosies; besides two galliases, [2] => And twelve tight galleys: these I will assure her, [3] => And twice as much, whate'er thou offer'st next. ) ) [129] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more; [1] => And she can have no more than all I have: [2] => If you like me, she shall have me and mine. ) ) [130] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then the maid is mine from all the world, [1] => By your firm promise: Gremio is out-vied. ) ) [131] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I must confess your offer is the best; [1] => And, let your father make her the assurance, [2] => She is your own; else, you must pardon me, [3] => if you should die before him, where's her dower? ) ) [132] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => That's but a cavil: he is old, I young. ) [133] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => And may not young men die, as well as old? ) [134] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, gentlemen, [1] => I am thus resolved: on Sunday next you know [2] => My daughter Katharina is to be married: [3] => Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca [4] => Be bride to you, if you this assurance; [5] => If not, Signior Gremio: [6] => And so, I take my leave, and thank you both. ) ) [135] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Adieu, good neighbour. [1] => Now I fear thee not: [2] => Sirrah young gamester, your father were a fool [3] => To give thee all, and in his waning age [4] => Set foot under thy table: tut, a toy! [5] => An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit BAPTISTA ) [136] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide! [1] => Yet I have faced it with a card of ten. [2] => 'Tis in my head to do my master good: [3] => I see no reason but supposed Lucentio [4] => Must get a father, call'd 'supposed Vincentio;' [5] => And that's a wonder: fathers commonly [6] => Do get their children; but in this case of wooing, [7] => A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cunning. ) ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT III [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Padua. BAPTISTA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter LUCENTIO, HORTENSIO, and BIANCA [1] => Enter a Servant [2] => Exeunt BIANCA and Servant [3] => Exit [4] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, sir: [1] => Have you so soon forgot the entertainment [2] => Her sister Katharina welcomed you withal? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But, wrangling pedant, this is [1] => The patroness of heavenly harmony: [2] => Then give me leave to have prerogative; [3] => And when in music we have spent an hour, [4] => Your lecture shall have leisure for as much. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Preposterous ass, that never read so far [1] => To know the cause why music was ordain'd! [2] => Was it not to refresh the mind of man [3] => After his studies or his usual pain? [4] => Then give me leave to read philosophy, [5] => And while I pause, serve in your harmony. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, gentlemen, you do me double wrong, [1] => To strive for that which resteth in my choice: [2] => I am no breeching scholar in the schools; [3] => I'll not be tied to hours nor 'pointed times, [4] => But learn my lessons as I please myself. [5] => And, to cut off all strife, here sit we down: [6] => Take you your instrument, play you the whiles; [7] => His lecture will be done ere you have tuned. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => You'll leave his lecture when I am in tune? ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => That will be never: tune your instrument. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Where left we last? ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here, madam: [1] => 'Hic ibat Simois; hic est Sigeia tellus; [2] => Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis.' ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Construe them. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Hic ibat,' as I told you before, 'Simois,' I am [1] => Lucentio, 'hic est,' son unto Vincentio of Pisa, [2] => 'Sigeia tellus,' disguised thus to get your love; [3] => 'Hic steterat,' and that Lucentio that comes [4] => a-wooing, 'Priami,' is my man Tranio, 'regia,' [5] => bearing my port, 'celsa senis,' that we might [6] => beguile the old pantaloon. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Madam, my instrument's in tune. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Let's hear. O fie! the treble jars. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Spit in the hole, man, and tune again. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now let me see if I can construe it: 'Hic ibat [1] => Simois,' I know you not, 'hic est Sigeia tellus,' I [2] => trust you not; 'Hic steterat Priami,' take heed [3] => he hear us not, 'regia,' presume not, 'celsa senis,' [4] => despair not. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Madam, 'tis now in tune. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => All but the base. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The base is right; 'tis the base knave that jars. [1] => How fiery and forward our pedant is! [2] => Now, for my life, the knave doth court my love: [3] => Pedascule, I'll watch you better yet. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => In time I may believe, yet I mistrust. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mistrust it not: for, sure, AEacides [1] => Was Ajax, call'd so from his grandfather. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I must believe my master; else, I promise you, [1] => I should be arguing still upon that doubt: [2] => But let it rest. Now, Licio, to you: [3] => Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray, [4] => That I have been thus pleasant with you both. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You may go walk, and give me leave a while: [1] => My lessons make no music in three parts. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Are you so formal, sir? well, I must wait, [1] => And watch withal; for, but I be deceived, [2] => Our fine musician groweth amorous. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, before you touch the instrument, [1] => To learn the order of my fingering, [2] => I must begin with rudiments of art; [3] => To teach you gamut in a briefer sort, [4] => More pleasant, pithy and effectual, [5] => Than hath been taught by any of my trade: [6] => And there it is in writing, fairly drawn. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Why, I am past my gamut long ago. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Yet read the gamut of Hortensio. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) [1] => 'A re,' to Plead Hortensio's passion; [2] => 'B mi,' Bianca, take him for thy lord, [3] => 'C fa ut,' that loves with all affection: [4] => 'D sol re,' one clef, two notes have I: [5] => 'E la mi,' show pity, or I die.' [6] => Call you this gamut? tut, I like it not: [7] => Old fashions please me best; I am not so nice, [8] => To change true rules for old inventions. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mistress, your father prays you leave your books [1] => And help to dress your sister's chamber up: [2] => You know to-morrow is the wedding-day. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Farewell, sweet masters both; I must be gone. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Faith, mistress, then I have no cause to stay. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But I have cause to pry into this pedant: [1] => Methinks he looks as though he were in love: [2] => Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so humble [3] => To cast thy wandering eyes on every stale, [4] => Seize thee that list: if once I find thee ranging, [5] => Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, TRANIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA, LUCENTIO, and others, attendants [1] => Exit weeping, followed by BIANCA and others [2] => Enter BIONDELLO [3] => Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO [4] => Exeunt PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO [5] => Exeunt BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and attendants [6] => Music [7] => Re-enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA, BAPTISTA, HORTENSIO, GRUMIO, and Train [8] => Exeunt PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and GRUMIO [9] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To TRANIO ) [1] => 'pointed day. [2] => That Katharina and Petruchio should be married, [3] => And yet we hear not of our son-in-law. [4] => What will be said? what mockery will it be, [5] => To want the bridegroom when the priest attends [6] => To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage! [7] => What says Lucentio to this shame of ours? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be forced [1] => To give my hand opposed against my heart [2] => Unto a mad-brain rudesby full of spleen; [3] => Who woo'd in haste and means to wed at leisure. [4] => I told you, I, he was a frantic fool, [5] => Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behavior: [6] => And, to be noted for a merry man, [7] => He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage, [8] => Make feasts, invite friends, and proclaim the banns; [9] => Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd. [10] => Now must the world point at poor Katharina, [11] => And say, 'Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife, [12] => If it would please him come and marry her!' ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Patience, good Katharina, and Baptista too. [1] => Upon my life, Petruchio means but well, [2] => Whatever fortune stays him from his word: [3] => Though he be blunt, I know him passing wise; [4] => Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Would Katharina had never seen him though! ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep; [1] => For such an injury would vex a very saint, [2] => Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Master, master! news, old news, and such news as [1] => you never heard of! ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Is it new and old too? how may that be? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Why, is it not news, to hear of Petruchio's coming? ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Is he come? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Why, no, sir. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => What then? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => He is coming. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => When will he be here? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => When he stands where I am and sees you there. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => But say, what to thine old news? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, Petruchio is coming in a new hat and an old [1] => jerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned, a pair [2] => of boots that have been candle-cases, one buckled, [3] => another laced, an old rusty sword ta'en out of the [4] => town-armory, with a broken hilt, and chapeless; [5] => with two broken points: his horse hipped with an [6] => old mothy saddle and stirrups of no kindred; [7] => besides, possessed with the glanders and like to mose [8] => in the chine; troubled with the lampass, infected [9] => with the fashions, full of wingdalls, sped with [10] => spavins, rayed with yellows, past cure of the fives, [11] => stark spoiled with the staggers, begnawn with the [12] => bots, swayed in the back and shoulder-shotten; [13] => near-legged before and with, a half-chequed bit [14] => and a head-stall of sheeps leather which, being [15] => restrained to keep him from stumbling, hath been [16] => often burst and now repaired with knots; one girth [17] => six time pieced and a woman's crupper of velure, [18] => which hath two letters for her name fairly set down [19] => in studs, and here and there pieced with packthread. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Who comes with him? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, sir, his lackey, for all the world caparisoned [1] => like the horse; with a linen stock on one leg and a [2] => kersey boot-hose on the other, gartered with a red [3] => and blue list; an old hat and 'the humour of forty [4] => fancies' pricked in't for a feather: a monster, a [5] => very monster in apparel, and not like a Christian [6] => footboy or a gentleman's lackey. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this fashion; [1] => Yet oftentimes he goes but mean-apparell'd. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => I am glad he's come, howsoe'er he comes. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Why, sir, he comes not. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Didst thou not say he comes? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Who? that Petruchio came? ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Ay, that Petruchio came. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => No, sir, I say his horse comes, with him on his back. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Why, that's all one. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, by Saint Jamy, [1] => I hold you a penny, [2] => A horse and a man [3] => Is more than one, [4] => And yet not many. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Come, where be these gallants? who's at home? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => You are welcome, sir. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => And yet I come not well. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => And yet you halt not. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not so well apparell'd [1] => As I wish you were. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Were it better, I should rush in thus. [1] => But where is Kate? where is my lovely bride? [2] => How does my father? Gentles, methinks you frown: [3] => And wherefore gaze this goodly company, [4] => As if they saw some wondrous monument, [5] => Some comet or unusual prodigy? ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, sir, you know this is your wedding-day: [1] => First were we sad, fearing you would not come; [2] => Now sadder, that you come so unprovided. [3] => Fie, doff this habit, shame to your estate, [4] => An eye-sore to our solemn festival! ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And tells us, what occasion of import [1] => Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife, [2] => And sent you hither so unlike yourself? ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear: [1] => Sufficeth I am come to keep my word, [2] => Though in some part enforced to digress; [3] => Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse [4] => As you shall well be satisfied withal. [5] => But where is Kate? I stay too long from her: [6] => The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => See not your bride in these unreverent robes: [1] => Go to my chamber; Put on clothes of mine. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Not I, believe me: thus I'll visit her. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => But thus, I trust, you will not marry her. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good sooth, even thus; therefore ha' done with words: [1] => To me she's married, not unto my clothes: [2] => Could I repair what she will wear in me, [3] => As I can change these poor accoutrements, [4] => 'Twere well for Kate and better for myself. [5] => But what a fool am I to chat with you, [6] => When I should bid good morrow to my bride, [7] => And seal the title with a lovely kiss! ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He hath some meaning in his mad attire: [1] => We will persuade him, be it possible, [2] => To put on better ere he go to church. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => I'll after him, and see the event of this. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But to her love concerneth us to add [1] => Her father's liking: which to bring to pass, [2] => As I before unparted to your worship, [3] => I am to get a man,--whate'er he be, [4] => It skills not much. we'll fit him to our turn,-- [5] => And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa; [6] => And make assurance here in Padua [7] => Of greater sums than I have promised. [8] => So shall you quietly enjoy your hope, [9] => And marry sweet Bianca with consent. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Were it not that my fellow-school-master [1] => Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly, [2] => 'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage; [3] => Which once perform'd, let all the world say no, [4] => I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That by degrees we mean to look into, [1] => And watch our vantage in this business: [2] => We'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio, [3] => The narrow-prying father, Minola, [4] => The quaint musician, amorous Licio; [5] => All for my master's sake, Lucentio. [6] => Signior Gremio, came you from the church? ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter GREMIO ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => As willingly as e'er I came from school. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => And is the bride and bridegroom coming home? ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A bridegroom say you? 'tis a groom indeed, [1] => A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Why he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him! [1] => I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priest [2] => Should ask, if Katharina should be his wife, [3] => 'Ay, by gogs-wouns,' quoth he; and swore so loud, [4] => That, all-amazed, the priest let fall the book; [5] => And, as he stoop'd again to take it up, [6] => The mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff [7] => That down fell priest and book and book and priest: [8] => 'Now take them up,' quoth he, 'if any list.' ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => What said the wench when he rose again? ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Trembled and shook; for why, he stamp'd and swore, [1] => As if the vicar meant to cozen him. [2] => But after many ceremonies done, [3] => He calls for wine: 'A health!' quoth he, as if [4] => He had been aboard, carousing to his mates [5] => After a storm; quaff'd off the muscadel [6] => And threw the sops all in the sexton's face; [7] => Having no other reason [8] => But that his beard grew thin and hungerly [9] => And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drinking. [10] => This done, he took the bride about the neck [11] => And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smack [12] => That at the parting all the church did echo: [13] => And I seeing this came thence for very shame; [14] => And after me, I know, the rout is coming. [15] => Such a mad marriage never was before: [16] => Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains: [1] => I know you think to dine with me to-day, [2] => And have prepared great store of wedding cheer; [3] => But so it is, my haste doth call me hence, [4] => And therefore here I mean to take my leave. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Is't possible you will away to-night? ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I must away to-day, before night come: [1] => Make it no wonder; if you knew my business, [2] => You would entreat me rather go than stay. [3] => And, honest company, I thank you all, [4] => That have beheld me give away myself [5] => To this most patient, sweet and virtuous wife: [6] => Dine with my father, drink a health to me; [7] => For I must hence; and farewell to you all. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Let us entreat you stay till after dinner. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => It may not be. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Let me entreat you. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => It cannot be. ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Let me entreat you. ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => I am content. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Are you content to stay? ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am content you shall entreat me stay; [1] => But yet not stay, entreat me how you can. ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Now, if you love me, stay. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Grumio, my horse. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Ay, sir, they be ready: the oats have eaten the horses. ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, then, [1] => Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day; [2] => No, nor to-morrow, not till I please myself. [3] => The door is open, sir; there lies your way; [4] => You may be jogging whiles your boots are green; [5] => For me, I'll not be gone till I please myself: [6] => 'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom, [7] => That take it on you at the first so roundly. ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => O Kate, content thee; prithee, be not angry. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will be angry: what hast thou to do? [1] => Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Ay, marry, sir, now it begins to work. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner: [1] => I see a woman may be made a fool, [2] => If she had not a spirit to resist. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They shall go forward, Kate, at thy command. [1] => Obey the bride, you that attend on her; [2] => Go to the feast, revel and domineer, [3] => Carouse full measure to her maidenhead, [4] => Be mad and merry, or go hang yourselves: [5] => But for my bonny Kate, she must with me. [6] => Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret; [7] => I will be master of what is mine own: [8] => She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house, [9] => My household stuff, my field, my barn, [10] => My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing; [11] => And here she stands, touch her whoever dare; [12] => I'll bring mine action on the proudest he [13] => That stops my way in Padua. Grumio, [14] => Draw forth thy weapon, we are beset with thieves; [15] => Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man. [16] => Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch [17] => thee, Kate: [18] => I'll buckler thee against a million. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing. ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Of all mad matches never was the like. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister? ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => That, being mad herself, she's madly mated. ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Neighbours and friends, though bride and [1] => bridegroom wants [2] => For to supply the places at the table, [3] => You know there wants no junkets at the feast. [4] => Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's place: [5] => And let Bianca take her sister's room. ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it? ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => She shall, Lucentio. Come, gentlemen, let's go. ) ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT IV [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. PETRUCHIO'S country house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GRUMIO [1] => Enter CURTIS [2] => Strikes him [3] => Enter four or five Serving-men [4] => Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA [5] => Strikes him [6] => Exit Act [7] => Re-enter Servants severally [8] => Re-enter CURTIS [9] => Exit Act [10] => Re-enter PETRUCHIO [11] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie, fie on all tired jades, on all mad masters, and [1] => all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? was ever [2] => man so rayed? was ever man so weary? I am sent [3] => before to make a fire, and they are coming after to [4] => warm them. Now, were not I a little pot and soon [5] => hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my [6] => tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my [7] => belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me: but [8] => I, with blowing the fire, shall warm myself; for, [9] => considering the weather, a taller man than I will [10] => take cold. Holla, ho! Curtis. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Who is that calls so coldly? ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A piece of ice: if thou doubt it, thou mayst slide [1] => from my shoulder to my heel with no greater a run [2] => but my head and my neck. A fire good Curtis. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, fire; cast [1] => on no water. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported? ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She was, good Curtis, before this frost: but, thou [1] => knowest, winter tames man, woman and beast; for it [2] => hath tamed my old master and my new mistress and [3] => myself, fellow Curtis. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Am I but three inches? why, thy horn is a foot; and [1] => so long am I at the least. But wilt thou make a [2] => fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress, [3] => whose hand, she being now at hand, thou shalt soon [4] => feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot office? ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => I prithee, good Grumio, tell me, how goes the world? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine; and [1] => therefore fire: do thy duty, and have thy duty; for [2] => my master and mistress are almost frozen to death. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => There's fire ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, 'Jack, boy! ho! boy!' and as much news as [1] => will thaw. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Come, you are so full of cony-catching! ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, therefore fire; for I have caught extreme cold. [1] => Where's the cook? is supper ready, the house [2] => trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept; the [3] => serving-men in their new fustian, their white [4] => stockings, and every officer his wedding-garment on? [5] => Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without, [6] => the carpets laid, and every thing in order? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => All ready; and therefore, I pray thee, news. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => First, know, my horse is tired; my master and [1] => mistress fallen out. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => How? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Out of their saddles into the dirt; and thereby [1] => hangs a tale. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Let's ha't, good Grumio. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Lend thine ear. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Here. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => There. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => This is to feel a tale, not to hear a tale. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And therefore 'tis called a sensible tale: and this [1] => cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech [2] => listening. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a [3] => foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress,-- ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Both of one horse? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => What's that to thee? ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Why, a horse. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tell thou the tale: but hadst thou not crossed me, [1] => thou shouldst have heard how her horse fell and she [2] => under her horse; thou shouldst have heard in how [3] => miry a place, how she was bemoiled, how he left her [4] => with the horse upon her, how he beat me because [5] => her horse stumbled, how she waded through the dirt [6] => to pluck him off me, how he swore, how she prayed, [7] => that never prayed before, how I cried, how the [8] => horses ran away, how her bridle was burst, how I [9] => lost my crupper, with many things of worthy memory, [10] => which now shall die in oblivion and thou return [11] => unexperienced to thy grave. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => By this reckoning he is more shrew than she. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay; and that thou and the proudest of you all shall [1] => find when he comes home. But what talk I of this? [2] => Call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, [3] => Walter, Sugarsop and the rest: let their heads be [4] => sleekly combed their blue coats brushed and their [5] => garters of an indifferent knit: let them curtsy [6] => with their left legs and not presume to touch a hair [7] => of my master's horse-tail till they kiss their [8] => hands. Are they all ready? ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => They are. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Call them forth. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master to [1] => countenance my mistress. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Why, she hath a face of her own. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Who knows not that? ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou, it seems, that calls for company to [1] => countenance her. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => I call them forth to credit her. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NATHANIEL [LINE] => Welcome home, Grumio! ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PHILIP [LINE] => How now, Grumio! ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JOSEPH [LINE] => What, Grumio! ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NICHOLAS [LINE] => Fellow Grumio! ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NATHANIEL [LINE] => How now, old lad? ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Welcome, you;--how now, you;-- what, you;--fellow, [1] => you;--and thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce [2] => companions, is all ready, and all things neat? ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NATHANIEL [LINE] => All things is ready. How near is our master? ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore be [1] => not--Cock's passion, silence! I hear my master. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where be these knaves? What, no man at door [1] => To hold my stirrup nor to take my horse! [2] => Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip? ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL SERVING-MEN [LINE] => Here, here, sir; here, sir. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here, sir! here, sir! here, sir! here, sir! [1] => You logger-headed and unpolish'd grooms! [2] => What, no attendance? no regard? no duty? [3] => Where is the foolish knave I sent before? ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Here, sir; as foolish as I was before. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You peasant swain! you whoreson malt-horse drudge! [1] => Did I not bid thee meet me in the park, [2] => And bring along these rascal knaves with thee? ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nathaniel's coat, sir, was not fully made, [1] => And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i' the heel; [2] => There was no link to colour Peter's hat, [3] => And Walter's dagger was not come from sheathing: [4] => There were none fine but Adam, Ralph, and Gregory; [5] => The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly; [6] => Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in. [1] => Where is the life that late I led-- [2] => Where are those--Sit down, Kate, and welcome.-- [3] => Sound, sound, sound, sound! [4] => Why, when, I say? Nay, good sweet Kate, be merry. [5] => Off with my boots, you rogues! you villains, when? [6] => It was the friar of orders grey, [7] => As he forth walked on his way:-- [8] => Out, you rogue! you pluck my foot awry: [9] => Take that, and mend the plucking off the other. [10] => Be merry, Kate. Some water, here; what, ho! [11] => Where's my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get you hence, [12] => And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither: [13] => One, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acquainted with. [14] => Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water? [15] => Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily. [16] => You whoreson villain! will you let it fall? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exeunt Servants [1] => Singing [2] => Re-enter Servants with supper [3] => Sings [4] => Strikes him [5] => Enter one with water ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault unwilling. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A whoreson beetle-headed, flap-ear'd knave! [1] => Come, Kate, sit down; I know you have a stomach. [2] => Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else shall I? [3] => What's this? mutton? ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Servant [LINE] => Ay. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Who brought it? ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => I. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis burnt; and so is all the meat. [1] => What dogs are these! Where is the rascal cook? [2] => How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser, [3] => And serve it thus to me that love it not? [4] => Theretake it to you, trenchers, cups, and all; [5] => You heedless joltheads and unmanner'd slaves! [6] => What, do you grumble? I'll be with you straight. ) [STAGEDIR] => Throws the meat, &c. about the stage ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet: [1] => The meat was well, if you were so contented. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried away; [1] => And I expressly am forbid to touch it, [2] => For it engenders choler, planteth anger; [3] => And better 'twere that both of us did fast, [4] => Since, of ourselves, ourselves are choleric, [5] => Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh. [6] => Be patient; to-morrow 't shall be mended, [7] => And, for this night, we'll fast for company: [8] => Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NATHANIEL [LINE] => Peter, didst ever see the like? ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => He kills her in her own humour. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Where is he? ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CURTIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In her chamber, making a sermon of continency to her; [1] => And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, [2] => Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, [3] => And sits as one new-risen from a dream. [4] => Away, away! for he is coming hither. ) ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thus have I politicly begun my reign, [1] => And 'tis my hope to end successfully. [2] => My falcon now is sharp and passing empty; [3] => And till she stoop she must not be full-gorged, [4] => For then she never looks upon her lure. [5] => Another way I have to man my haggard, [6] => To make her come and know her keeper's call, [7] => That is, to watch her, as we watch these kites [8] => That bate and beat and will not be obedient. [9] => She eat no meat to-day, nor none shall eat; [10] => Last night she slept not, nor to-night she shall not; [11] => As with the meat, some undeserved fault [12] => I'll find about the making of the bed; [13] => And here I'll fling the pillow, there the bolster, [14] => This way the coverlet, another way the sheets: [15] => Ay, and amid this hurly I intend [16] => That all is done in reverend care of her; [17] => And in conclusion she shall watch all night: [18] => And if she chance to nod I'll rail and brawl [19] => And with the clamour keep her still awake. [20] => This is a way to kill a wife with kindness; [21] => And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong humour. [22] => He that knows better how to tame a shrew, [23] => Now let him speak: 'tis charity to show. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter TRANIO and HORTENSIO [1] => Enter BIANCA and LUCENTIO [2] => Exit [3] => Enter BIONDELLO [4] => Exeunt LUCENTIO and BIANCA [5] => Enter a Pedant [6] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is't possible, friend Licio, that Mistress Bianca [1] => Doth fancy any other but Lucentio? [2] => I tell you, sir, she bears me fair in hand. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said, [1] => Stand by and mark the manner of his teaching. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Now, mistress, profit you in what you read? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => What, master, read you? first resolve me that. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => I read that I profess, the Art to Love. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => And may you prove, sir, master of your art! ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart! ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, I pray, [1] => You that durst swear at your mistress Bianca [2] => Loved none in the world so well as Lucentio. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O despiteful love! unconstant womankind! [1] => I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mistake no more: I am not Licio, [1] => Nor a musician, as I seem to be; [2] => But one that scorn to live in this disguise, [3] => For such a one as leaves a gentleman, [4] => And makes a god of such a cullion: [5] => Know, sir, that I am call'd Hortensio. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Signior Hortensio, I have often heard [1] => Of your entire affection to Bianca; [2] => And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness, [3] => I will with you, if you be so contented, [4] => Forswear Bianca and her love for ever. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => See, how they kiss and court! Signior Lucentio, [1] => Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow [2] => Never to woo her no more, but do forswear her, [3] => As one unworthy all the former favours [4] => That I have fondly flatter'd her withal. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And here I take the unfeigned oath, [1] => Never to marry with her though she would entreat: [2] => Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him! ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Would all the world but he had quite forsworn! [1] => For me, that I may surely keep mine oath, [2] => I will be married to a wealthy widow, [3] => Ere three days pass, which hath as long loved me [4] => As I have loved this proud disdainful haggard. [5] => And so farewell, Signior Lucentio. [6] => Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, [7] => Shall win my love: and so I take my leave, [8] => In resolution as I swore before. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace [1] => As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case! [2] => Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love, [3] => And have forsworn you with Hortensio. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Tranio, you jest: but have you both forsworn me? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Mistress, we have. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Then we are rid of Licio. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I' faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, [1] => That shall be wood and wedded in a day. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => God give him joy! ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Ay, and he'll tame her. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => He says so, Tranio. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => The taming-school! what, is there such a place? ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master; [1] => That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long, [2] => To tame a shrew and charm her chattering tongue. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O master, master, I have watch'd so long [1] => That I am dog-weary: but at last I spied [2] => An ancient angel coming down the hill, [3] => Will serve the turn. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => What is he, Biondello? ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Master, a mercatante, or a pedant, [1] => I know not what; but format in apparel, [2] => In gait and countenance surely like a father. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => And what of him, Tranio? ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If he be credulous and trust my tale, [1] => I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio, [2] => And give assurance to Baptista Minola, [3] => As if he were the right Vincentio [4] => Take in your love, and then let me alone. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => God save you, sir! ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And you, sir! you are welcome. [1] => Travel you far on, or are you at the farthest? ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, at the farthest for a week or two: [1] => But then up farther, and as for as Rome; [2] => And so to Tripoli, if God lend me life. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => What countryman, I pray? ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Of Mantua. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Of Mantua, sir? marry, God forbid! [1] => And come to Padua, careless of your life? ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => My life, sir! how, I pray? for that goes hard. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis death for any one in Mantua [1] => To come to Padua. Know you not the cause? [2] => Your ships are stay'd at Venice, and the duke, [3] => For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him, [4] => Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly: [5] => 'Tis, marvel, but that you are but newly come, [6] => You might have heard it else proclaim'd about. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas! sir, it is worse for me than so; [1] => For I have bills for money by exchange [2] => From Florence and must here deliver them. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, sir, to do you courtesy, [1] => This will I do, and this I will advise you: [2] => First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa? ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been, [1] => Pisa renowned for grave citizens. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Among them know you one Vincentio? ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know him not, but I have heard of him; [1] => A merchant of incomparable wealth. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say, [1] => In countenance somewhat doth resemble you. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => and all one. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To save your life in this extremity, [1] => This favour will I do you for his sake; [2] => And think it not the worst of an your fortunes [3] => That you are like to Sir Vincentio. [4] => His name and credit shall you undertake, [5] => And in my house you shall be friendly lodged: [6] => Look that you take upon you as you should; [7] => You understand me, sir: so shall you stay [8] => Till you have done your business in the city: [9] => If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O sir, I do; and will repute you ever [1] => The patron of my life and liberty. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then go with me to make the matter good. [1] => This, by the way, I let you understand; [2] => my father is here look'd for every day, [3] => To pass assurance of a dower in marriage [4] => 'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here: [5] => In all these circumstances I'll instruct you: [6] => Go with me to clothe you as becomes you. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. A room in PETRUCHIO'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO [1] => Enter PETRUCHIO and HORTENSIO with meat [2] => Exit Haberdasher [3] => Exit Tailor [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => No, no, forsooth; I dare not for my life. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The more my wrong, the more his spite appears: [1] => What, did he marry me to famish me? [2] => Beggars, that come unto my father's door, [3] => Upon entreaty have a present aims; [4] => If not, elsewhere they meet with charity: [5] => But I, who never knew how to entreat, [6] => Nor never needed that I should entreat, [7] => Am starved for meat, giddy for lack of sleep, [8] => With oath kept waking and with brawling fed: [9] => And that which spites me more than all these wants, [10] => He does it under name of perfect love; [11] => As who should say, if I should sleep or eat, [12] => 'Twere deadly sickness or else present death. [13] => I prithee go and get me some repast; [14] => I care not what, so it be wholesome food. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => What say you to a neat's foot? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => 'Tis passing good: I prithee let me have it. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I fear it is too choleric a meat. [1] => How say you to a fat tripe finely broil'd? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => I like it well: good Grumio, fetch it me. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot tell; I fear 'tis choleric. [1] => What say you to a piece of beef and mustard? ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => A dish that I do love to feed upon. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Why then, the beef, and let the mustard rest. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay then, I will not: you shall have the mustard, [1] => Or else you get no beef of Grumio. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Why then, the mustard without the beef. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave, [1] => That feed'st me with the very name of meat: [2] => Sorrow on thee and all the pack of you, [3] => That triumph thus upon my misery! [4] => Go, get thee gone, I say. ) [STAGEDIR] => Beats him ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all amort? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Mistress, what cheer? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Faith, as cold as can be. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pluck up thy spirits; look cheerfully upon me. [1] => Here love; thou see'st how diligent I am [2] => To dress thy meat myself and bring it thee: [3] => I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits thanks. [4] => What, not a word? Nay, then thou lovest it not; [5] => And all my pains is sorted to no proof. [6] => Here, take away this dish. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => I pray you, let it stand. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The poorest service is repaid with thanks; [1] => And so shall mine, before you touch the meat. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => I thank you, sir. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Signior Petruchio, fie! you are to blame. [1] => Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => Much good do it unto thy gentle heart! [2] => Kate, eat apace: and now, my honey love, [3] => Will we return unto thy father's house [4] => And revel it as bravely as the best, [5] => With silken coats and caps and golden rings, [6] => With ruffs and cuffs and fardingales and things; [7] => With scarfs and fans and double change of bravery, [8] => With amber bracelets, beads and all this knavery. [9] => What, hast thou dined? The tailor stays thy leisure, [10] => To deck thy body with his ruffling treasure. [11] => Come, tailor, let us see these ornaments; [12] => Lay forth the gown. [13] => What news with you, sir? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter Tailor [1] => Enter Haberdasher ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Haberdasher [LINE] => Here is the cap your worship did bespeak. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, this was moulded on a porringer; [1] => A velvet dish: fie, fie! 'tis lewd and filthy: [2] => Why, 'tis a cockle or a walnut-shell, [3] => A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap: [4] => Away with it! come, let me have a bigger. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll have no bigger: this doth fit the time, [1] => And gentlewomen wear such caps as these ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When you are gentle, you shall have one too, [1] => And not till then. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, sir, I trust I may have leave to speak; [1] => And speak I will; I am no child, no babe: [2] => Your betters have endured me say my mind, [3] => And if you cannot, best you stop your ears. [4] => My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, [5] => Or else my heart concealing it will break, [6] => And rather than it shall, I will be free [7] => Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, thou say'st true; it is a paltry cap, [1] => A custard-coffin, a bauble, a silken pie: [2] => I love thee well, in that thou likest it not. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Love me or love me not, I like the cap; [1] => And it I will have, or I will have none. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thy gown? why, ay: come, tailor, let us see't. [1] => O mercy, God! what masquing stuff is here? [2] => What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon: [3] => What, up and down, carved like an apple-tart? [4] => Here's snip and nip and cut and slish and slash, [5] => Like to a censer in a barber's shop: [6] => Why, what, i' devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this? ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You bid me make it orderly and well, [1] => According to the fashion and the time. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, and did; but if you be remember'd, [1] => I did not bid you mar it to the time. [2] => Go, hop me over every kennel home, [3] => For you shall hop without my custom, sir: [4] => I'll none of it: hence! make your best of it. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I never saw a better-fashion'd gown, [1] => More quaint, more pleasing, nor more commendable: [2] => Belike you mean to make a puppet of me. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Why, true; he means to make a puppet of thee. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She says your worship means to make [1] => a puppet of her. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread, [1] => thou thimble, [2] => Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail! [3] => Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter-cricket thou! [4] => Braved in mine own house with a skein of thread? [5] => Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant; [6] => Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard [7] => As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou livest! [8] => I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your worship is deceived; the gown is made [1] => Just as my master had direction: [2] => Grumio gave order how it should be done. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => I gave him no order; I gave him the stuff. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => But how did you desire it should be made? ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Marry, sir, with needle and thread. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => But did you not request to have it cut? ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Thou hast faced many things. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => I have. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Face not me: thou hast braved many men; brave not [1] => me; I will neither be faced nor braved. I say unto [2] => thee, I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did [3] => not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Read it. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => The note lies in's throat, if he say I said so. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in [1] => the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom [2] => of brown thread: I said a gown. ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Proceed. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => I confess the cape. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => I confess two sleeves. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Ay, there's the villany. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Error i' the bill, sir; error i' the bill. [1] => I commanded the sleeves should be cut out and [2] => sewed up again; and that I'll prove upon thee, [3] => though thy little finger be armed in a thimble. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tailor [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is true that I say: an I had thee [1] => in place where, thou shouldst know it. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am for thee straight: take thou the [1] => bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no odds. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => You are i' the right, sir: 'tis for my mistress. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Go, take it up unto thy master's use. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Villain, not for thy life: take up my mistress' [1] => gown for thy master's use! ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Why, sir, what's your conceit in that? ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRUMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, sir, the conceit is deeper than you think for: [1] => Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use! [2] => O, fie, fie, fie! ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => Go take it hence; be gone, and say no more. ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown tomorrow: [1] => Take no unkindness of his hasty words: [2] => Away! I say; commend me to thy master. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's [1] => Even in these honest mean habiliments: [2] => Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor; [3] => For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich; [4] => And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, [5] => So honour peereth in the meanest habit. [6] => What is the jay more precious than the lark, [7] => Because his fathers are more beautiful? [8] => Or is the adder better than the eel, [9] => Because his painted skin contents the eye? [10] => O, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse [11] => For this poor furniture and mean array. [12] => if thou account'st it shame. lay it on me; [13] => And therefore frolic: we will hence forthwith, [14] => To feast and sport us at thy father's house. [15] => Go, call my men, and let us straight to him; [16] => And bring our horses unto Long-lane end; [17] => There will we mount, and thither walk on foot [18] => Let's see; I think 'tis now some seven o'clock, [19] => And well we may come there by dinner-time. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two; [1] => And 'twill be supper-time ere you come there. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It shall be seven ere I go to horse: [1] => Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do, [2] => You are still crossing it. Sirs, let't alone: [3] => I will not go to-day; and ere I do, [4] => It shall be what o'clock I say it is. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter TRANIO, and the Pedant dressed like VINCENTIO [1] => Exeunt TRANIO, Pedant, and BAPTISTA [2] => Re-enter BIONDELLO [3] => Exit [4] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Sir, this is the house: please it you that I call? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, what else? and but I be deceived [1] => Signior Baptista may remember me, [2] => Near twenty years ago, in Genoa, [3] => Where we were lodgers at the Pegasus. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis well; and hold your own, in any case, [1] => With such austerity as 'longeth to a father. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I warrant you. [1] => But, sir, here comes your boy; [2] => 'Twere good he were school'd. ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter BIONDELLO ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fear you not him. Sirrah Biondello, [1] => Now do your duty throughly, I advise you: [2] => Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Tut, fear not me. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I told him that your father was at Venice, [1] => And that you look'd for him this day in Padua. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou'rt a tall fellow: hold thee that to drink. [1] => Here comes Baptista: set your countenance, sir. [2] => Signior Baptista, you are happily met. [3] => Sir, this is the gentleman I told you of: [4] => I pray you stand good father to me now, [5] => Give me Bianca for my patrimony. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter BAPTISTA and LUCENTIO [1] => To the Pedant ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Soft son! [1] => Sir, by your leave: having come to Padua [2] => To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio [3] => Made me acquainted with a weighty cause [4] => Of love between your daughter and himself: [5] => And, for the good report I hear of you [6] => And for the love he beareth to your daughter [7] => And she to him, to stay him not too long, [8] => I am content, in a good father's care, [9] => To have him match'd; and if you please to like [10] => No worse than I, upon some agreement [11] => Me shall you find ready and willing [12] => With one consent to have her so bestow'd; [13] => For curious I cannot be with you, [14] => Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, pardon me in what I have to say: [1] => Your plainness and your shortness please me well. [2] => Right true it is, your son Lucentio here [3] => Doth love my daughter and she loveth him, [4] => Or both dissemble deeply their affections: [5] => And therefore, if you say no more than this, [6] => That like a father you will deal with him [7] => And pass my daughter a sufficient dower, [8] => The match is made, and all is done: [9] => Your son shall have my daughter with consent. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank you, sir. Where then do you know best [1] => We be affied and such assurance ta'en [2] => As shall with either part's agreement stand? ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not in my house, Lucentio; for, you know, [1] => Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants: [2] => Besides, old Gremio is hearkening still; [3] => And happily we might be interrupted. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then at my lodging, an it like you: [1] => There doth my father lie; and there, this night, [2] => We'll pass the business privately and well. [3] => Send for your daughter by your servant here: [4] => My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently. [5] => The worst is this, that, at so slender warning, [6] => You are like to have a thin and slender pittance. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It likes me well. Biondello, hie you home, [1] => And bid Bianca make her ready straight; [2] => And, if you will, tell what hath happened, [3] => Lucentio's father is arrived in Padua, [4] => And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => I pray the gods she may with all my heart! ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. [1] => Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? [2] => Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer: [3] => Come, sir; we will better it in Pisa. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit BIONDELLO ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => I follow you. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Cambio! ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => What sayest thou, Biondello? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => You saw my master wink and laugh upon you? ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Biondello, what of that? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Faith, nothing; but has left me here behind, to [1] => expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => I pray thee, moralize them. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the [1] => deceiving father of a deceitful son. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => And what of him? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => And then? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The old priest of Saint Luke's church is at your [1] => command at all hours. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => And what of all this? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot tell; expect they are busied about a [1] => counterfeit assurance: take you assurance of her, [2] => 'cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum:' to the [3] => church; take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient [4] => honest witnesses: If this be not that you look for, [5] => I have no more to say, But bid Bianca farewell for [6] => ever and a day. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Hearest thou, Biondello? ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an [1] => afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to [2] => stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir: and so, adieu, [3] => sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Saint [4] => Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against [5] => you come with your appendix. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I may, and will, if she be so contented: [1] => She will be pleased; then wherefore should I doubt? [2] => Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her: [3] => It shall go hard if Cambio go without her. ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. A public road. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO, and Servants [1] => Exeunt all but HORTENSIO [2] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come on, i' God's name; once more toward our father's. [1] => Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon! ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => The moon! the sun: it is not moonlight now. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => I say it is the moon that shines so bright. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => I know it is the sun that shines so bright. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself, [1] => It shall be moon, or star, or what I list, [2] => Or ere I journey to your father's house. [3] => Go on, and fetch our horses back again. [4] => Evermore cross'd and cross'd; nothing but cross'd! ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Say as he says, or we shall never go. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Forward, I pray, since we have come so far, [1] => And be it moon, or sun, or what you please: [2] => An if you please to call it a rush-candle, [3] => Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => I say it is the moon. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => I know it is the moon. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Nay, then you lie: it is the blessed sun. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed sun: [1] => But sun it is not, when you say it is not; [2] => And the moon changes even as your mind. [3] => What you will have it named, even that it is; [4] => And so it shall be so for Katharina. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, forward, forward! thus the bowl should run, [1] => And not unluckily against the bias. [2] => But, soft! company is coming here. [3] => Good morrow, gentle mistress: where away? [4] => Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, [5] => Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman? [6] => Such war of white and red within her cheeks! [7] => What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty, [8] => As those two eyes become that heavenly face? [9] => Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee. [10] => Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter VINCENTIO [1] => To VINCENTIO ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => A' will make the man mad, to make a woman of him. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Young budding virgin, fair and fresh and sweet, [1] => Whither away, or where is thy abode? [2] => Happy the parents of so fair a child; [3] => Happier the man, whom favourable stars [4] => Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow! ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad: [1] => This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd, [2] => And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, [1] => That have been so bedazzled with the sun [2] => That everything I look on seemeth green: [3] => Now I perceive thou art a reverend father; [4] => Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do, good old grandsire; and withal make known [1] => Which way thou travellest: if along with us, [2] => We shall be joyful of thy company. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fair sir, and you my merry mistress, [1] => That with your strange encounter much amazed me, [2] => My name is call'd Vincentio; my dwelling Pisa; [3] => And bound I am to Padua; there to visit [4] => A son of mine, which long I have not seen. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => What is his name? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Lucentio, gentle sir. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Happily we met; the happier for thy son. [1] => And now by law, as well as reverend age, [2] => I may entitle thee my loving father: [3] => The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman, [4] => Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not, [5] => Nor be grieved: she is of good esteem, [6] => Her dowery wealthy, and of worthy birth; [7] => Beside, so qualified as may beseem [8] => The spouse of any noble gentleman. [9] => Let me embrace with old Vincentio, [10] => And wander we to see thy honest son, [11] => Who will of thy arrival be full joyous. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But is it true? or else is it your pleasure, [1] => Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest [2] => Upon the company you overtake? ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => I do assure thee, father, so it is. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; [1] => For our first merriment hath made thee jealous. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, Petruchio, this has put me in heart. [1] => Have to my widow! and if she be froward, [2] => Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward. ) ) ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT V [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Padua. Before LUCENTIO'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => GREMIO discovered. Enter behind BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO, and BIANCA [1] => Exeunt LUCENTIO, BIANCA, and BIONDELLO [2] => Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, VINCENTIO, GRUMIO, with Attendants [3] => Knocks [4] => Pedant looks out of the window [5] => Re-enter BIONDELLO [6] => Beats BIONDELLO [7] => Exit [8] => Exit from above [9] => They retire [10] => Re-enter Pedant below; TRANIO, BAPTISTA, and Servants [11] => Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO and BIANCA [12] => Exeunt BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and Pedant, as fast as may be [13] => Exit [14] => Exit [15] => Exeunt LUCENTIO and BIANCA [16] => Exit [17] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need thee [1] => at home; therefore leave us. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your back; and [1] => then come back to my master's as soon as I can. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => I marvel Cambio comes not all this while. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house: [1] => My father's bears more toward the market-place; [2] => Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You shall not choose but drink before you go: [1] => I think I shall command your welcome here, [2] => And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => They're busy within; you were best knock louder. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => What's he that knocks as he would beat down the gate? ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Is Signior Lucentio within, sir? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to [1] => make merry withal? ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Keep your hundred pounds to yourself: he shall [1] => need none, so long as I live. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, I told you your son was well beloved in Padua. [1] => Do you hear, sir? To leave frivolous circumstances, [2] => I pray you, tell Signior Lucentio that his father is [3] => come from Pisa, and is here at the door to speak with him. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou liest: his father is come from Padua and here [1] => looking out at the window. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Art thou his father? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To VINCENTIO ) [1] => is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lay hands on the villain: I believe a' means to [1] => cozen somebody in this city under my countenance. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have seen them in the church together: God send [1] => 'em good shipping! But who is here? mine old [2] => master Vincentio! now we are undone and brought to nothing. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Seeing BIONDELLO ) [1] => Come hither, crack-hemp. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Hope I may choose, sir. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Come hither, you rogue. What, have you forgot me? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Forgot you! no, sir: I could not forget you, for I [1] => never saw you before in all my life. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see [1] => thy master's father, Vincentio? ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, my old worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir: [1] => see where he looks out of the window. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Is't so, indeed. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Help, son! help, Signior Baptista! ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside and see the end of [1] => this controversy. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Sir, what are you that offer to beat my servant? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What am I, sir! nay, what are you, sir? O immortal [1] => gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! a velvet [2] => hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat! O, I [3] => am undone! I am undone! while I play the good [4] => husband at home, my son and my servant spend all at [5] => the university. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => How now! what's the matter? ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => What, is the man lunatic? ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your [1] => habit, but your words show you a madman. Why, sir, [2] => what 'cerns it you if I wear pearl and gold? I [3] => thank my good father, I am able to maintain it. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Thy father! O villain! he is a sailmaker in Bergamo. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You mistake, sir, you mistake, sir. Pray, what do [1] => you think is his name? ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => His name! as if I knew not his name: I have brought [1] => him up ever since he was three years old, and his [2] => name is Tranio. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio and he is [1] => mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, Signior Vincentio. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lucentio! O, he hath murdered his master! Lay hold [1] => on him, I charge you, in the duke's name. O, my [2] => son, my son! Tell me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio? ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Call forth an officer. [1] => Carry this mad knave to the gaol. Father Baptista, [2] => I charge you see that he be forthcoming. ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter one with an Officer ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Carry me to the gaol! ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Stay, officer: he shall not go to prison. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Talk not, Signior Gremio: I say he shall go to prison. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest you be [1] => cony-catched in this business: I dare swear this [2] => is the right Vincentio. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pedant [LINE] => Swear, if thou darest. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Nay, I dare not swear it. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Then thou wert best say that I am not Lucentio. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Away with the dotard! to the gaol with him! ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thus strangers may be hailed and abused: O [1] => monstrous villain! ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O! we are spoiled and--yonder he is: deny him, [1] => forswear him, or else we are all undone. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Kneeling ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Lives my sweet son? ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Pardon, dear father. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How hast thou offended? [1] => Where is Lucentio? ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here's Lucentio, [1] => Right son to the right Vincentio; [2] => That have by marriage made thy daughter mine, [3] => While counterfeit supposes bleared thine eyne. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Here's packing, with a witness to deceive us all! ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where is that damned villain Tranio, [1] => That faced and braved me in this matter so? ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio? ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Cambio is changed into Lucentio. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love [1] => Made me exchange my state with Tranio, [2] => While he did bear my countenance in the town; [3] => And happily I have arrived at the last [4] => Unto the wished haven of my bliss. [5] => What Tranio did, myself enforced him to; [6] => Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent [1] => me to the gaol. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But do you hear, sir? have you married my daughter [1] => without asking my good will? ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: but [1] => I will in, to be revenged for this villany. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My cake is dough; but I'll in among the rest, [1] => Out of hope of all, but my share of the feast. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado. ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => First kiss me, Kate, and we will. ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => What, in the midst of the street? ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => What, art thou ashamed of me? ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => No, sir, God forbid; but ashamed to kiss. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Why, then let's home again. Come, sirrah, let's away. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee, love, stay. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is not this well? Come, my sweet Kate: [1] => Better once than never, for never too late. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Padua. LUCENTIO'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter BAPTISTA, VINCENTIO, GREMIO, the Pedant, LUCENTIO, BIANCA, PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO, and Widow, TRANIO, BIONDELLO, and GRUMIO the Serving-men with Tranio bringing in a banquet [1] => Drinks to HORTENSIO [2] => Exeunt BIANCA, KATHARINA, and Widow [3] => Exit [4] => Exit BIONDELLO [5] => Exit GRUMIO [6] => Re-enter KATARINA [7] => Exit KATHARINA [8] => Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA [9] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => At last, though long, our jarring notes agree: [1] => And time it is, when raging war is done, [2] => To smile at scapes and perils overblown. [3] => My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome, [4] => While I with self-same kindness welcome thine. [5] => Brother Petruchio, sister Katharina, [6] => And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow, [7] => Feast with the best, and welcome to my house: [8] => My banquet is to close our stomachs up, [9] => After our great good cheer. Pray you, sit down; [10] => For now we sit to chat as well as eat. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat! ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Padua affords nothing but what is kind. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => For both our sakes, I would that word were true. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Widow [LINE] => Then never trust me, if I be afeard. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You are very sensible, and yet you miss my sense: [1] => I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Widow [LINE] => He that is giddy thinks the world turns round. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Roundly replied. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Mistress, how mean you that? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Widow [LINE] => Thus I conceive by him. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Conceives by me! How likes Hortensio that? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => My widow says, thus she conceives her tale. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Very well mended. Kiss him for that, good widow. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'He that is giddy thinks the world turns round:' [1] => I pray you, tell me what you meant by that. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Widow [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your husband, being troubled with a shrew, [1] => Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe: [2] => And now you know my meaning, ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => A very mean meaning. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Widow [LINE] => Right, I mean you. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => And I am mean indeed, respecting you. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => To her, Kate! ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => To her, widow! ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => A hundred marks, my Kate does put her down. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => That's my office. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Spoke like an officer; ha' to thee, lad! ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Believe me, sir, they butt together well. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Head, and butt! an hasty-witted body [1] => Would say your head and butt were head and horn. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you? ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll sleep again. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, that you shall not: since you have begun, [1] => Have at you for a bitter jest or two! ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Am I your bird? I mean to shift my bush; [1] => And then pursue me as you draw your bow. [2] => You are welcome all. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She hath prevented me. Here, Signior Tranio. [1] => This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not; [2] => Therefore a health to all that shot and miss'd. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his greyhound, [1] => Which runs himself and catches for his master. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => A good swift simile, but something currish. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TRANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself: [1] => 'Tis thought your deer does hold you at a bay. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => O ho, Petruchio! Tranio hits you now. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => I thank thee for that gird, good Tranio. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Confess, confess, hath he not hit you here? ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A' has a little gall'd me, I confess; [1] => And, as the jest did glance away from me, [2] => 'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, [1] => I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, I say no: and therefore for assurance [1] => Let's each one send unto his wife; [2] => And he whose wife is most obedient [3] => To come at first when he doth send for her, [4] => Shall win the wager which we will propose. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Content. What is the wager? ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Twenty crowns. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Twenty crowns! [1] => I'll venture so much of my hawk or hound, [2] => But twenty times so much upon my wife. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => A hundred then. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Content. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => A match! 'tis done. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Who shall begin? ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That will I. [1] => Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => I go. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Son, I'll be your half, Bianca comes. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll have no halves; I'll bear it all myself. [1] => How now! what news? ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter BIONDELLO ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, my mistress sends you word [1] => That she is busy and she cannot come. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How! she is busy and she cannot come! [1] => Is that an answer? ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREMIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, and a kind one too: [1] => Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => I hope better. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sirrah Biondello, go and entreat my wife [1] => To come to me forthwith. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, ho! entreat her! [1] => Nay, then she must needs come. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am afraid, sir, [1] => Do what you can, yours will not be entreated. [2] => Now, where's my wife? ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter BIONDELLO ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIONDELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She says you have some goodly jest in hand: [1] => She will not come: she bids you come to her. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Worse and worse; she will not come! O vile, [1] => Intolerable, not to be endured! [2] => Sirrah Grumio, go to your mistress; [3] => Say, I command her to come to me. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => I know her answer. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => What? ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => She will not. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => The fouler fortune mine, and there an end. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Now, by my holidame, here comes Katharina! ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => What is your will, sir, that you send for me? ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife? ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => They sit conferring by the parlor fire. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go fetch them hither: if they deny to come. [1] => Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands: [2] => Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => And so it is: I wonder what it bodes. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, peace it bodes, and love and quiet life, [1] => And awful rule and right supremacy; [2] => And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy? ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BAPTISTA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, fair befal thee, good Petruchio! [1] => The wager thou hast won; and I will add [2] => Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns; [3] => Another dowry to another daughter, [4] => For she is changed, as she had never been. ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, I will win my wager better yet [1] => And show more sign of her obedience, [2] => Her new-built virtue and obedience. [3] => See where she comes and brings your froward wives [4] => As prisoners to her womanly persuasion. [5] => Katharina, that cap of yours becomes you not: [6] => Off with that bauble, throw it under-foot. ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA and Widow ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Widow [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, [1] => Till I be brought to such a silly pass! ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Fie! what a foolish duty call you this? ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would your duty were as foolish too: [1] => The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, [2] => Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => The more fool you, for laying on my duty. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Katharina, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women [1] => What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Widow [LINE] => Come, come, you're mocking: we will have no telling. ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Come on, I say; and first begin with her. ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Widow [LINE] => She shall not. ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => I say she shall: and first begin with her. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KATHARINA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie, fie! unknit that threatening unkind brow, [1] => And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, [2] => To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor: [3] => It blots thy beauty as frosts do bite the meads, [4] => Confounds thy fame as whirlwinds shake fair buds, [5] => And in no sense is meet or amiable. [6] => A woman moved is like a fountain troubled, [7] => Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty; [8] => And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty [9] => Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it. [10] => Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, [11] => Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, [12] => And for thy maintenance commits his body [13] => To painful labour both by sea and land, [14] => To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, [15] => Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; [16] => And craves no other tribute at thy hands [17] => But love, fair looks and true obedience; [18] => Too little payment for so great a debt. [19] => Such duty as the subject owes the prince [20] => Even such a woman oweth to her husband; [21] => And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour, [22] => And not obedient to his honest will, [23] => What is she but a foul contending rebel [24] => And graceless traitor to her loving lord? [25] => I am ashamed that women are so simple [26] => To offer war where they should kneel for peace; [27] => Or seek for rule, supremacy and sway, [28] => When they are bound to serve, love and obey. [29] => Why are our bodies soft and weak and smooth, [30] => Unapt to toil and trouble in the world, [31] => But that our soft conditions and our hearts [32] => Should well agree with our external parts? [33] => Come, come, you froward and unable worms! [34] => My mind hath been as big as one of yours, [35] => My heart as great, my reason haply more, [36] => To bandy word for word and frown for frown; [37] => But now I see our lances are but straws, [38] => Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare, [39] => That seeming to be most which we indeed least are. [40] => Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot, [41] => And place your hands below your husband's foot: [42] => In token of which duty, if he please, [43] => My hand is ready; may it do him ease. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Why, there's a wench! Come on, and kiss me, Kate. ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't. ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VINCENTIO [LINE] => 'Tis a good hearing when children are toward. ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => But a harsh hearing when women are froward. ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETRUCHIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, Kate, we'll to bed. [1] => We three are married, but you two are sped. [2] => 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white; [3] => And, being a winner, God give you good night! ) [STAGEDIR] => To LUCENTIO ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORTENSIO [LINE] => Now, go thy ways; thou hast tamed a curst shrew. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LUCENTIO [LINE] => 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tamed so. ) ) ) ) ) ) )