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Pet. And you, good Sir; pray, have you not a daughter call'd Catharina, fair and virtuous? Bap. I have a daughter, Sir, call'd Catharina, Gre. You are too blunt; go to it orderly.
Pet. You wrong me, Signior Gremio, give me leave. I am a gentleman of Verona, Sir,
That, hearing of her beauty and her wit,
Her wondrous qualities and mild behaviour,
Bap You're welcome, Sir, and he for your good fake. But for my daughter Catharina, this I know, She is not for your turn, the more's my grief. Pet. I fee you do not mean to part with her; Or else you like not of my company.
Bap. Miftake me not, I fpeak but what I find. Whence are you, Sir? what may I call your name? Pet. Petruchio is my name, Antonio's fon,
A man well known throughout all Italy.
Bap. Iknow him well: you are welcome for his fake. Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, let us, that are poor petitioners, fpeak too.
you are marvellous forward.
Baccare, you are mar- tuous man! the word is used fcornfully, upon any one that would affume a port of grandeur. WARBURTON. Pet.
vellous forward.] We muft read, Baccalare; by which the Italians mean, thou arrogant, prefump
Pet. Oh, pardon me, Signior Gremio, I would fain
Gre. I doubt it not, Sir, but you will curfe
wooing. Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am fure of it. To exprefs the like kindness myself, that have been more kindly beholden to you than any, free leave give to this young scholar, that hath been long studying at Reims, Prefenting Lucentio.] as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in mufick and mathematicks; his name is Cambio; pray; accept his fervice.
Bap. A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio: welcome, good Cambio. But, gentle Sir, methinks, you walk like a ftranger; [To Tranio] may I be fo bold to know the caufe of your coming?
Tra. Pardon me, Sir, the boldness is mine own,
Nor is your firm refolve unknown to me,
That, upon knowledge of my parentage,
I may have welcome 'mongst the reft that, wooe,
And, toward the education of your daughters,
And this finall packet of Greek and Latin books.
9 I doubt it not, Sir, but you will curfe your wooing neighbours. This is a gift] This nonfenfe may be rectified by only pointing
[They greet privately.
it thus, I doubt it not, Sir, but you will curfe your wooing Neighbour, this is a gift, &c. addreffing himself to Baptifta.
Bap. Lucentio is your name? of whence, I pray?
Bap. A mighty man of Pifa; by Report I know him well; you are very welcome, Sir, Take You the lute, and You the Set of books, [To Hortenfio and Lucentio.
You fhall go fee your pupils prefently.
Enter a Servant.
Sirrah, lead thefe gentlemen
To my two daughters; and then tell them Both,
[Exit. Serv. with Hortenfio and Lucentio,
Pet. Signior Baptifta, my business asketh hafte,
Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands:
Bap. Ay, when the fpecial thing is well obtain'd, That is, her love; for that is all in all.
Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father, I am as peremptory as the proud-minded. And where two raging fires meet together,
They do confume the thing that feeds their fury :
Tho' little fire grows great with little wind, f
For I am rough, and wooe not like a babe.:
Bap. Well may'ft thou wooe, and happy be thy: Speed!
But be thou arm'd for fome unhappy words.
Pet. Ay, to the proof, as mountains are for winds, That shake not, tho' they blow perpetually.
Enter Hortenfio with his bead broke.
Bap. How now, my friend, why doft thou look fo pale?
Hor. For fear, I promise you, if I look pale. Bap. What, will my daughter prove a good mu fician?
Hor. I think, fhe'll fooner prove a foldier; Iron may hold with her, but never lutes.
Bap. Why, then thou canst not break her to the lute?
And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering,
Frets call you them? quoth fhe: I'll fume with them.
As on a pillory, looking through the lute:
And twangling Jack, with twenty fuch vile terms,
Pet. Now, by the world, it is a lufty wench;
Bap. Well, go with me, and be not fo difcomfited,
Signior Petruchio, will you go with us,
[Exit. Bap. with Grem. Horten. and Tranio.
Say, that the frowns; I'll fay, the looks as clear
And fay, the uttereth piercing eloquence:
When I fhall afk the banns, and when be married?
Good for that's your name, I hear. orrow, Kate; Cath. Well have you heard, but fomething hard of hearing.
They call me Catharine, that do talk of me.
Pet. You lye, in faith, for you are call'd plain Kate. And bonny Kate, and fometimes Kate the curft: But Kate, the prettiest Kate in christendom, Kate of Kate-ball, my fuper-dainty Kate, (For dainties are all Cates) and therefore Kate Take this of me, Kate of my confolation! Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every Town, Thy virtues fpoke of, and thy beauty founded, Yet not fo deeply as to thee belongs : Myfelf am mov'd to wooe thee for my wife.
Cath. Mov'd?in good time-let him that mov'd you hither,
Remove you hence; I knew you at the firft
You were a moveable.