Pet. Padua affords nothing but what is kind. Pet. How! she is busy, and she cannot come? Hor. For both our sales, I would that word were Is that an answer? true.

Gre.

Ay, and a kind one too : Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow. Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse. Wud. Then never trust ine if I be ateard.

Pel. I hope, better. Pet. You are sensible, and yet you miss my Hor. Sırrah, Biondello, go, and entreat my wife sen se; I mean Hortensio is afeard of you.

To come to me forthwith. (Erit BIONDELLO. Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns

Pet.

O ho! entreat her! round.

Nay, then she must needs come. Pet. Roundly replied.

Hor.

I am afraid, sir Kuh.

Mistress, how mean you that? Do what you can, yours will not be entreated. Will. Thus I conceive by him.

Re-enter BIONDELLO.
Pet. Conceives by me!-How likes Hortensio that?
Hor. My widow says, thus she conceives her tale. Now, where's my wife ?
Pet. Very well mended: Kiss him for that, good

Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in

hand; widow, Kath. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns She will not come; she bids you come to her. round:

Pet. Wurse, and worse; she will not come! O vile,
I pray you, tell me what you meant hy that. Intolerable, not to be endured!
Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a shrew, Say, I'command her come to me. (Exit GrumIO.

Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress;
Measures my husband's surrows by his woe:
And now you know my meaning.

Hor. I know her answer.
Kalth. A very mean meaning:

Pet.

What?
Wid.
Right, I mean you.
Hor.

She will not come. Kath. And I am mean, indeed, respecting you.

Pel. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end. Pet. To her, Kate!

Enter KATHARINA. Hor. To her, widow !

Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes KathPet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her

arina! down.

Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send for me? Hor. That's my office.

Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife? Pet. Spoke like an officer:-Ha, to thee, lad.

Kuth. They sit conferring by the parlor fire. Drinks to HONTENSIO.

Pet. Go fetch them hither; if they deny to come, Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted tolks? Swinge me thein soundly forth unto their husbands : Gre. Believe me, sir, they bult together well. Bian. Head, and butt? a hasiy-witted body

Away, I say, and bring them hither straight.

|Exit KATHARINA. Would say, your head and butt were head and horn.

Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you ?

Hor. And so it is; I wonder what it bodes. Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll

Pet. Marry, peace it boues, and love, and quiet sleep again.

lite, Pit. Nay, that you shall not; since you have an awful rule, and right supremacy; be un,

And, to be short, whai not, ihat's sweet and happy Have at you for a bitter jest or two.

Bup. Now, fair befal thee, good Petruchio! Biun. Am 1 your bird? I mean to shift my bush, The wayer thou hast won; and I will add And then pursue me as you draw your bow :- Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns; You are welcome all.

Another dowry to another daughter, (Exeuni BLANCA, KATHARINA, and Widow.

For she is changed, as she had never been.
Pet.. She hath prevented me.- liere signior

Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet;
Tranio,

And show inore sign of hier obedience,
This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her noi;

Her new-built viriue and obedience. Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd. Tra. O sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his grey- Re-enter KATHARINA, with Bianca and Widow hound,

See, where she comes; and brings your froward Which runs himself, and catches for his master.

wives Pet. A good swift simile, but something currish. As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.Tra. 'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself; Katharine, that cap of yours become you not ; 'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. Of with that bauble, throw it under foot. Biip. O ho, Petruchio, Tranjo hits you now.

(KATHARINA pulls off her cap, and throws Luc. I thank thee for that girl,' good Tranio.

it down. Hur. Confess, confess, hath he not hit you here? Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Pet. 'A has a little gall’d me, I confess;

Till I be brought to such a silly pass ! And as the jest did glance awiry from me,

Biun. Fye! what a foolish duty call you this? "Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright.

Luc. I would your duty were as foolish too: Bup. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all.

Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time. Pet. Well, I say-10 : and therefore, for assu

Bim. The more fool you, for laying on my duty. rance,

Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headLet's each one send unto his wife;

strong women And he, whose wife is most obedient

What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. To come at tirst when he doch send for her,

Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have Shall win the wager which we will propose.

no telling. Hur. Content- What is the war er!

Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her. Luc.

Twenty crowns.

Wid. She shall not. Pct. Twenty crowns!

Pet. I say, she shall ;-and first begin with her. I'll venture so much on my hawk, or bound,

Kath. Fye, fye! unknit that threat'ning unkind But twenty times so much upon my wife.

brow; L'ic. A hundred then.

And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, Hor. Content.

To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor; Pet.

A match ; 'tis done. It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads; Hor. Who shall begin ?

Confounds thy farne, as whirlwinds shakic tair buds, Luc. That will l. Go,

And in no sense is meet, or amiable. Biondello, bid your mistress come to me.

A woman mov’d, is like a fountain troubled, Bion. I go.

(Exit. Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, berefit of beautyi Bup. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. And, while it is so, none so dry or thirsty Luc. I'll have no halves: I'll bear it all myself. Will deign to sip, or touch one drop of it. Re-enter BIONDELLO.

Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thiy keeper,

Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, How now! what news?

And for thy maintenance: comunits his body Bion.

Sir, my mistress sends you word To painful labor, both by sea and land; That she is busy, and she cannot come !

To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, 1 Sarcasm.

While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe ;

SCENE 1.-Sicilia. An Antechamber in Leontes' Cam. Yes: if there were no other excuse why Palace.

they should desire to live.

Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire Enter CAMILLO and ARCUIDAMUS.

to live on crutches till he had one. (Exeunt. Arch. If you shall chance. Camillo, to visit Bo

SCENE II.-A Room of State in the Palace. hemin, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great Enter LEOXTES, POLIXENES, HERMIOXE, MAMILdifference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia.

LIUS, CAMILLO, and Attendants. Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have been Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which the shepherd's note, since we have left our throne he justly owes him.

Withoui a burden : time its long again Årch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us, Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks; we will be justified in our loves: for, indeed, - And yet we should, for perpetuity, Cam. 'Beseech you,

Go hence in debt: And iherefore, like a cipher, Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my Yet standing in rich place, I multiply,

I knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence With one we-thank-you, many thousands more in so rare-I know not what to say. We will give That go before it. you sleepy drinks: that your senses, unintelligent Leon.

Stay your thanks awhile ; of our insufficience, may, though they cannot praise And pay them when you part. us, as little accuse us.

Pol.

Sir, that's to-morrow, Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's I am question d by my fears, of wliat may chance, given freely.

Or breed upon our absence: That may blow Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding in. No sneapingt winds at home, to make us say, structs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. This is put forih too truly! Besides, I have stay'd

Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to To tire your royalty. Bohemia. They were trained together in their Leon.

We are tougher, brother, childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then than you can put us to't. such an affection, which cannot choose but branch

Pol.

No longer stay. now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal Leon. One seven-night longer. necessities, made separation of their society, their Pol.

Very sooth, to-morrow. encounters, though not personal, have been royally Leon. We'll part the time between's then : and attornied,' with interchange of gifts, letters, loving

in that embassies; that they have seemed to be together, I'll no gain-saying. though absent; shook hands, as over a vast ;2 and Pol.

Press me not, 'bescech you so: embraced as it were, from the ends of opposed | There is no tongue that moves, none, none i’the winds. The heavens continue their loves!

world, Arch. I think, there is not in the world either. So soon as yours, could win me: so it should now, malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an un- Were there necessity in your request, although speakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius; , 'Twere needful I denied it. My atlairs it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder, came into my note.

Were, in your love, a whip to me; my stay, Cum. I very well agree with you in the hopes of To you a charge, and trouble: to save both, him: it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, pliysics Farewell, our brother. the subject,makes old hearts fresh: they, that went Leon. Tongue-lied, our queen ? speak you. on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their life, lo Her. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace, see him a man.

until Arch. Would they else be content to die? You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. Yol,

sir, 1 Supplied by substitution of embassies.

Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure, 9 Wide waste of country. & Affords a cordial to the state.

• Nipping.

nose!

All in Bohemia's well : this satisfaction

What was my first? it has an elder sister, The by-gone day proclaiın'd: say this to him, Or I mistake you: 0, would ber name were Grace! He's beat from his best ward.

But once before I spoke to the purpose : When? Leon.

Well said, Hermione. Nay, let me have't, I long. Her. To tell, he longs to see his son, were strong : Three crabbd months had sourd themselves to death

Leon.

Why, that was when But let him say so then, and let him go; But let him swear so, and he shall not stay,

Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, We'll thwack him hence with dista tls.

And clap thyself my love; then didst thou uiter, Yet of your royal presence [TO POLIXENES.] I'll I am yours for ever. adventure

Her.

It is Grace, indeed.The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia

Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose twice: You take my lord, I'll give him my commission, The one forever earned a royal husband; To let him there a month, behind the gests

The other, for some while a friend. Prefixed for his parting : yet, good deed, Leontes,

(Giring her hand to POLIXENES. I love thee not a jar o'the clock behind

Leon.

Too hot, too hot : (Aside. What lady she her lord.--You'll stay?

To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. Pol.

No, madam. I have tremor cordis: on me :--my heart dances; Her. Nay, but you will.

But not for joy,--not joy.--This entertainment Pol.

I may not, verily. May a free face put on : derive a liberty Her. Verily!

From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom, You put me off with limber vows: But I,

And weil become the agent: it may, I grant: Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with But to be paddling palms, and pinching fingers, oaths,

As now they are ; and making practis d smiles, Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily,

As in a looking-glass ;-and then to sigh, as ’lwere You shall not go ; a lady's verily is

The mort o' the deer; 0), that is entertainment As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet?

My bosom likes not, nor my brows.—Mamilius, Force me to keep you as a prisoner,

Art thou my boy? Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees,

Mam.

Ay, my good lord. When you depart, and save your thanks. How Leon.

T'fecks ? say you?

Why that's my bawcock. What, hast smutch'd thy My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread verily, One of them you shall be.

They say it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain, Pol.

Your guest then, madam : We inust be neat; not neat, but cleanly, capiain: To be your prisoner, should import offending; And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf, Which is for me less easy to commit,

Are all call'd neat.--Still virginalling? Than you to punish.

(Observing PoLXENES and HERMIONE, Her

Not your gaoler then, Upon his palm ?-How now, you wanton calf? But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question you art thou my calf ? of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you were boys:

Мат.

Yes, if you will, my lord. You were pretty lordlingst then.

Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the shoots Pol. We were, fair queen,

that I have, Two lads, that thought there was no more bei.ind, To be full like me :-yet, they say we are But such a day to-morrow as to day,

Almost as like as eggs; women say so, And to be boy eternal.

That will say any thing: but were they false Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o'the two? As o'er-died blacks, as wind, as waters; false Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk As dice are to be wish'd, by one that fixes j'the sun,

No bourn 'twixt bis and mine; yet were it true And bleat the one at the other: what we changed, To say this boy were like me.-Come, sir page, Was innocence for innocence; we knew not Look on me with your welkin. eye: Sweet villain! The doctrine of ill-doing, no, nor dream'd

Most dearest! my collop!--Can thy dam?-may't be! That any did: Had we pursued that life,

Aflection ! thy intention stabs the centre : And our weak spirits ne'er been higher reared Thou dost make possible, things not so held, With stronger blood, we should have answer'd Communicat'st with dreams;-(How can this be ?) heaven

With what's unreal thou co-aclive art, Boldly, Not guilty: the imposition clear'd, And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very credent, Hereditary ours.

Thou nay'st co-join with something; and thou dost: Her. By this we gather,

(And thai beyoud cominission; and I find it :) You have tripp'd since.

And that to the intection of my brains, Pol.

O my most sacred lady, And hardening of iny brows. Temptations have since then been borne to us: för Po..

What means Sicilia ? In those unfledg d days was my wife a girl ;

Her. He something seems unsettled. Your precious self had then not cross d the eyes Pol.

How, my lord ? Of my young play-fellow.

What cheer ? how is't with you, best brother? Her. Grace to boot! Her.

You look, Of this make no conclusion; lest you say,

As if you held a brow of much distraction : Your queen and I are devils: Yet go on;

Are you moved, my lord ? The offences we have made you do, we'll answer ; Leon.

No, in good earnest.-
If you first sinn'd with us, and that with us How sometimes nature will betray its fully,
You did continue fault, and that you slipp'd not Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime
With any but with us.

To harder bosoms! Looking on the lines
Leon.
Is he won yet?

Of my boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil
Her. He'll stay, my lord.

Twenty-three years : and saw myself unbreech'd, Leon.

At my request, he would not. In my green velvet coal; my dagger muzzled, Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok’st,

Lest it should bite ils master, and so prove,
To better purpose.

As ornaments ont do, too dangerous.
Her.
Never ?

How like, methought; I then was to this kernel, Leon.

Never, but once. This squash, this gentleman:-- Mine honest triend, Her. What? have I twice said well! when wast Will you take eggs for money ?: before !

Mam. No, my lord, 111 fight. I prythee, tell me: Cram us with praise, and make us Lton. You will? why, happy man be his duse ! As fat as lame things: One good deed, dying

-My brother, tongueless, Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that.

& Trembling of the heart. Our praises are our wages: You may ride us,

9 The tune į layed at the de of the deer. With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere

1 Ilearty follow.

gi.e. Playing with her fingers as if on a spinet. With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal;

3 Thou wantest a rough head, and the budding horns My last good deed was, to entreat his stay ;

that I have • Gests were the names of the stages where the king • Blue, like the sky.

Credible. ap;ointed to lie, during a royal progress.

6 Pea-cod.

1 Will you be cajoled? 6 Indeed.

TA dimunitive of lords. . May his lot in life be a happy one!

Are you so fond of your young prince, as we

Leon.

Ha? Do seem to be of ours?

Cun.

Stays here longer.
Pol.
If at home, sir,

L:01. Ay, but why?
He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter:

Cam. To satisty your highness, and the entreaties
Now my sworn friend, and then mine enerny; Of our mosi gracious mistress.
My parasite, my soldier, statesman. all :

Leon.

Satisfy
He makes a July's day short as December; The entreaties of your mistress ?-_satisfy !-
And, with his varying childness, cures in me Let that suttice. i have trusted thee, Camillo,
Thoughts that would thick my blood.

With all the nearest things to my heart, as well
Leon.

So stands this squire My chamber.councils: wherein, priest-like, thou
Onliced with me: we two will walk, my lord, Hast cleans'd my bosom; I from thee departed
And leave you to your graver steps.—Hermione, Thy penitent reform'd: but we have been
How thou lov'st us, show in our brother's welcome: Deceiv'd m thy mterrity, deceiv'd
Let what is dear in Sicily be cheap:

In that which seems so.
Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's

Cum.

Be it forbid, my lord ! Apparent to my heart.

Leon. To bide upon't;—Thou art noi honest: or,
Her.

Ji you would seek us, If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward;
We are your's i'the garden: Shall's attend you there? Which hoxes' honesty behind, restraining
Leon. To your own bents dispose you: you'll From course required: Or else ihon must be counted
be found,

A servant, kratied in my serious trust,
Be you beneath the sky :-I am angling now, And therein negligent; or else a tool,
Though you perceive me not how I give line. That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake
Go to, go to!

drawn,
| Asile. Observing POLIX and HERMIONE. And tak'st it all for jest.
How she holds up the neb,' the bill to him!

Сат.

My gracious lord, And arins her with the boldness of a wife

I may be negligent, foolish, and tearful; To her allowing husband! Gone already;

In every one of these no man is free, Inch-thick, knee-deep; o'er head and ears a fork'd But that his negligence, his fully, fear, one.

Amongst the infinite doings of the world,
(Exeunt POLIXENES, HERMIONE, and sometime puts forth: In your affairs, my lord,
Attendants.

If ever I were wilful-negligenl,
Go, play, boy, play ;-thy mother plays, and I It was my folly; it industriously
Play loo; but so disgraced a part, whose issue I play'd the fool, it was my negligence,
Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamor Not weighing well the end ; if ever fearful
Will be my knell, -Go, play, boy, play;--There To do a thing, where I the issue doubled,
have been,

Whereof the execution did cry out
Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now;

Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear
And many a man there is, even at this present, Which oft affects the wisest: these, my lord,
Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the arm, Are such allow'd infirmities, that honesty
That little thinks she has been sluiced in his absence, Is never free of. But, beseech your grace,
And his pond fish'd by his next neighbor, by Be plainer with me; let me know my trespass
Sir Sinile, his neighbor: nay, there's comfort in't, By its own visage: if I then deny it,
Whiles other men have gates; and those gates 'Tis none of mine.
open'd,

Leon.

Have not you seen, Camillo,
As mine, against their will: Should all despair, (But that's past doubt : you have ; or your eye-glass
That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind Is thicker than a cuckold's horn,) or beard,
Would hang themselves. Physic for't there is none; (For, to a vision so apparent, rumor
It is a bawdy planet. that will strike

Cannot be mute.) or inought, (for cogitation
Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it, Resides not in that man, ihat does not think it.)
From east, west, north, and south; Be it concluded, My wife is slippery? If thou will contess,
No barricado for a belly; know it;

(or else be inpudently negative, It will let in and out the enemy,

To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought,) then say
With bag and baggage : many a thousand of us My wife's a hobby-horse: deserves a naine
Have the disease, and feel't not.-How now, boy? As rank as any tax wench, that puts to
Mam. I am like you, they say:

Before her troill-plight: say it, and justify it.
Leon.

Why, that's some comfort.- Cam. I would not be a stander-by, to hear What! Camillo there?

My sovereign mistress clouded so, without Cum. Ay, my good lord:

My present vengeance taken : 'Shrew my heart, Leon. Go play, Mamillius; thou'rt an honest You never spoke what did become you less man.

(Exit MAMILLIUS. Than this: which to reiterate, were sin Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer.

As deep as that, though true. Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor hold: Leon.

Is whispering nothing? When you cast out, it still came home.

Is leaning cheek to cheek? is meeting noses? Leon.

Didst note it? Kissing with inside lip! stopping the career Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; made of laughter with a sih? (u ilute mutatible His business more material.

Of breaking lionesiy:) horsing foot on foot? Leon.

Didst perceive it? Skulking in corners ? wishing clochs more swift ? They're here with me already; whispering, round-Hours, minutes! noon, inidnight! and ali eyes blind ing.

With the pin and web.e but theirs, theirs only, Sicilia is a so-forth: 'Tis far gone,

That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing? When I shall gusts it last.-How cam't, Camillo, Why, then the world, and all that's iu’l, is nothing; That he did stay?

The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia notung; Cam.

At the good queen's entreaty. My wite is nothing; nor nothing have these nomins, Leon. At the queen's be t; good should be per- Ii this be nothing. tinent;

Cam.

Good my lord, be cured But so it is, it is not. Was this taken

of this diseas'd opinion, and beumes; By any understanding pate but thine!

For 'tis most dangerous. For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in

Leon.

Say, it be ; 'tis true.
More than the common blocks:- Not noted, is't, Cam. No, no, my lord.
But of the finer natures? by some severals,

Leon.

It is; you lie, you lie:
Or' head-piece extraordinary ? lower messes.c I say, thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee;
Perchance, are to this business purblind : s3y. Pronounce thee a gross lout, a mindless slave :
Cam. Business, my lord ? I think, most under- Or else a hovering temporizer, that
stand

Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil,
Bohemia stays here longer.

Inclining to them both. Were my wife s liver Heir apparent, next claimant

Infected as her life, she would noi live 1 Mouth.

* Approving. The running of one glass. SA borned one, a cuckold,

Cam.

Who does infect her! • To round in the ear was to tell secretly * Teste. .loferiors in rank.

• To hox is to hamstring. • Disorders of the eyo.