Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look fo four. Kath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab. Pet. Why, here's no crab; and therefore look not four. Kath. There is, there is. Pet. Then fhew it me. Kath. Had I a glass, I would. Pet. What, you mean my face? Kath. Well aim'd of fuch a young one. Pet. Now, by faint George, I am too young for you. Pet. Tis with cares. Kath. I care not. Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in footh, you 'fcape not fo. Kath. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go. Pet. No, not a whit; I find you paffing gentle. 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and fullen, And now I find report a very liar; For thou art pleafant, gamefome, paffing courteous, Nor haft thou pleafure to be cross in talk; 9 Go fool, and whom thou keep ft command.] This is exactly the П»ooáμ¤ izíraces of Theocritus, Eid. xv. v. ga. and yet would not be pofitive that Shakspeare had ever read even a tranf lution of Theocritus. TRWHIT. Pet Pet. Did ever Dian fo become a grove, As Kate this chamber with her princely gait? O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate; And then let Kate be chafte, and Dian sportful! Kath. Where did you study all this goodly speech? Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit. Kath. A witty mother! witlefs elfe her fon. Pet. Am I not wife'? Kath, Yes; keep you warm. Pet. Marry, fo I mean, fweet Katharine, in thy bed: And therefore, fetting all this chat afide, Thus in plain terms:-Your father hath confented Am I not wife? Yes; keep you warm.] So, in Beaumont and Fletcher's Scornful Lady: 66 your house has been kept warm, fir. "I am glad to hear it; pray God, you are wife too." Again, in our poet's Much Ado about Nothing: that if he has wit enough to keep himself warm.? STEEVENS. 2-nill you,] So, in the Death of Robert Earl of Huntington, 1601: "Will you or will you, you must yet go in." Again, in Damon and Pythias, 1582: 3 "Neede hath no law; will I, or nill I, it must be done." STEEVENS. a vild Kate to a Kate Conformable,] Thus the folic, and the quarto 1631. The fecond folio readsa wild Kat to a Kate, &c. STEEVENS. Re-enter Re-enter Baptifta, Gremio, and Tranio. Bap. Now, fignior Petruchio; how speed you with my daughter? Pet. How but well, fir? how but well? It were impoffible, I fhould fpeed amifs. Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine in your dumps? Kath. Call you me daughter? now, I promise you, A mad-cap ruffian, and a swearing Jack, For fhe's not froward, but modeft as the dove; And to conclude,-we have 'greed fo well together, Gre. Hark, Petruchio! fhe fays fhe'll fee thee hang'd firft. Tra. Is this your fpeeding? nay, then, good night our part! Pet. Be patient, gentlemen; I chufe her for myself; If the and I be pleas'd, what's that to you? 'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone, a fecond Griffel; &c.] So, in the Fair Maid of Bristow, 1605, bl. 1. "I will become as mild and dutiful "As ever Griffel was unto her lord, "And for my conftancy as Lucrece was. There is a play entered at Stationers' Hall, May 28, 1599, called "The plaie of Patient Griffel." Bocaccio was the inventor of the ftory, and Chaucer copied in it his Clerke of Oxenforde's Tale. STEEVENS, That the fhall ftill be curft in company. I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe How much he loves me: Oh, the kindeft Kate!- Bap. I know not what to fay: but give me your hands; God fend you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match. Gre. Tra. Amen, fay we; we will be witneffes. Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu; I will to Venice, Sunday comes apace:-We will have rings, and things, and fine array; And kifs me, Kate, we will be married o'Sunday. [Exeunt Petruchio, and Katharine feverally. kifs on kifs She vy'd fo faft Vie and revye were terms at cards, now fuperfeded by the more modern word, brag. Our author has in another place, "time revyes us," which has been unneceffarily altered. The words were frequently ufed in a fenfe fomewhat remote from their original one. In the famous trial of the feven bishops, the chief juftice fays, "We must not permit vying and revying upon one another." See vol. iv. p. 126. FARMER. 6 -'tis a world to fee,] i. e. It is wonderful to fee. See vol. ii. p. 342. STEEVENS. 7 -a meacock wretch,] i. e, a timorous daftardly creature. So, in Decker's Honeft Whore, 1635: "A woman's well holp up with fuch a meacock.” Again, in Glapthorne's Hollander, 1640: "They are like my hufband; mere meacocks verily." Again, in Apius and Virginia, 1575: As ftout as a ftockfish, as meek as a meacock. STEEVENS. Gre Gre. Was ever match clap'd up fo fuddenly? Bap. Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part, And venture madly on a defperate mart. Tra. 'Twas a coinmodity lay fretting by you: "Twill bring you gain, or perith on the feas. Bap. The gain I feek is-quiet in the match. Gre. No doubt, but he hath got a quiet catch. But now, Baptifta, to your younger daughter;Now is the day we long have looked for; I am your neighbour, and was fuitor first. Tra. And I am one, that love Bianca more Skipper, stand back; 'tis age that nourisheth. "Tis deeds, muft win the prize; and he, of both, That can affure my daughter greatest dower, Shall have Bianca's love. Say, fignior Gremio, what can you affure her? But thine doth fry.] Old Gremio's notions are confirmed by Shadwell: "The fire of love in youthful blood, "But when crept into aged veins, It flowly burns, and long remains, "It glows, and with a fullen heat, "Like fire in logs, it burns, and warms us long; "And though the flame be not fo great, "Yet is the heat as frong." JOHNSON. A fimilar thought occurs in A Woman never Vex'd, a comedy by Rowley, 1632: *My old dry wood shall make a lufty bonfire, when thy green chips lie hifling in the chimney-corner." STEEVENS. Gre |