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Pet. Such wind as fcatters young men through the
To feek their fortunes farther than at home,
"Where small experience grows. But, in a few,
And I have thruft myself into this maze,
Hor. Petruchio, fhall I then come roundly to thee,
Pet. Signior Hortenfio, 'twixt fuch friends as us
She moves me not; or not removes, at least,
Were the as rough
As are the fwelling Adriatic Seas,
Gru, Nay, look you, Sir, he tells you flatly what` his mind is why, give him gold enough, and marry him to a puppet, or an aglet-baby, or an old Trot with ne'er a tooth in her head, tho' fhe have as many diseases as two and fifty horfes; why, nothing comes amifs, fo money comes withal.
Hor. Petruchio, fince we have stept thus far in, I will continue that I broach'd in jeft.
I can, Petruchio, help thee to a wife
With wealth enough, and young and beauteous;
And fhrewd, and froward, fo beyond all measure,
I would not wed her for a Mine of Gold.
Pet. Hortenfio, peace; thou know'ft not gold's effect;
Tell me her father's nome, and 'tis enough:
For I will board her, tho' fhe chide as loud
An affable and courteous Gentleman;
over with the worst bad qualities proper, as the metaphor is inof age, ugliness and ill-manners. tire to remove offection fieg'd in Yet, after this, he talks of Af-coin. feation's edge being fo ftrong in him that nothing can abate it. Some of the old copies indeed, inftead of me, read time: this will direct us to the true reading, whch I am perfeaded is this,
Affection SIEG DIN COIN, i. e. placed, feated, fixed. This makes him fpeak to the purpose, that his affection is all love of money. The expreffion too is
Surely the fenfe of the present reading is too obvious to be miffed or mistaken. Petruchio fays, that, if a girl has money enough, no bad qualities of mind or body will remove affection's edge; that is, hinder him from liking her.
9aglet, the tag of a point... POPE.
Her name is Catharina Minola,
Renown'd in Padua for her fcolding tongue.
Gru. I pray you, Sir, let him go while the humour lafts. O'my word, an' fhe knew him as well as I do, fhe would think fcolding would do little good upon him. She may, perhaps, call him half a score knaves, or fo: why, that's nothing; an' he begin once, he'll rail-In his rope-tricks (I'll tell you what, Sir) anʼ the ftand him but a little, he will throw a figure in her face, and fo disfigure her with it, that the fhall have no more eyes to fee withal than a cat. You know him not, Sir.
Hor. Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee, For in Baptifta's house my Treasure is :
He hath the jewel of my life in hold,
His youngest daughter, beautiful Bianca;
And her with-holds he from me, and others more
For those defects I have before rehears'd,
* An' he begin once, he'll rail in bis rope-tricks.] This is obfcure. Sir Thomas Hanmer reads, ke'll rail in bis rhetorick; I'll tell you, &c. Rhetorick agrees very well with figure in the fucceeding part of the fpeech, yet I am inclined to believe that Pape-tricks is the true word.
2 It flood thus:
And her withholds be from me. Other more Suitors to her, and Rivals in my Love: &c.] The Regulation, which I have given to the Text, was dictated to me by the ingenious Dr. Thirlby.
Gru. Catharine the curft?
A title for a maid of all titles the worst!
Hor. Now fhall my Friend Petruchio do me grace, And offer me difguis'd in fober robes
To old Baptifta as a school-master,
Well seen in musick, to instruct Bianca;
Enter Gremio, and Lucentio difguis'd.
Gru. Here's no knavery! fee, to beguile the old folks, how the young folks lay their heads together. Mafter, look about you: who goes there? ha!
Hor. Peace, Grumio, 'tis the Rival of my love.
Gru. A proper Stripling, and an amorous ——
I'll mend it with a largefs. Take your papers too, And let me have them very well perfum'd;
For she is sweeter than perfume itself,
To whom they go; what will you read to her?
Hor. Grumio, mum! God fave you. Signior Gremio. Gre. And you are well met, Signior Hortenfio. Trow you, whither I am going? to Baptifta Minola; I promis'd to enquire carefully about a school-mafter for the fair Bianca; and by good fortune I have lighted well on this young man, for Learning and Behaviour fit for her turn, well read in Poetry, and other books; good ones, I warrant ye.
Hor. 'Tis well; and I have met a gentleman,
Gre. Belov'd of me, and that my deeds shall prove. Gru. And that his bags fhall Hor. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our love. Listen to me; and, if you speak me fair, I'll tell you news indifferent good for either. Here is a Gentleman whom by chance I met, Upon agreement from us to his liking, Will undertake to woo curft Catharine ; Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. Gre. So faid, fo done, is well;
Hortenfio, have you told him all her faults?
Pet. I know, fhe is an irksome brawling fcold; If that be all, masters, I hear no harm.
Gre. No, fayeft me fo, friend? what Countryman?
My father's dead, my fortune lives for me,
Gre. Oh, Sir, fuch a life with fuch a wife were ftrange;
But will you wooe this wild cat?
Pet. Will I live?
Gru. Will he wooe her? ay, or I'll hang her. Pet. Why came I hither, but to that intent? Think you, a little din can daunt my ears?