And she can have no more than all I have.
If you like me, she shall have me and mine.

Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the world,
By your firm promise; Gremio is outvied.

Bap. I must confess your offer is the best;

But should you die before your father, where's her dower?
Tra. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young.

Gre. And may not young men die, as well as old ?
Bap. Well, gentlemen, I am thus resolv'd:-

On Sunday next you know

My daughter Katharine is to be married :
Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca

Be bride to you, if your father assure for you;
If not, to signior Gremio:

And so I take my leave, and thank you both.

[Exit, R.

Gre. Adieu, good neighbor.

Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool
To give thee all, and, in his waning age,

Set foot under thy table: tut! a toy!

An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy.

[Exit, c.

Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide!

Lucentio now must get a father call'd-Vincentio ;
And that's a wonder; fathers, commonly,

Do

get their children; but, in this case of wooing, A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cunning.

[Exit, C..

BAPTISTA.

Enter KATHARINE, R. Crosses to L., followed by Baptista.

Kath. How? Turn'd adrift, nor know my father's house! Reduc'd to this, or none? the maid's last prayer?

Sent to be woo'd, like bear unto the stake?

Trim wooing like to be!-and he the bear;
For I shall bait him.

Bap. Well, daughter, though the man be somewhat wild,
And thereto frantic, yet his means are great:
Thou hast done well to seize the first kind offer;
For, by thy mother's soul, 'twill be the last.

Kath. Is't so? Then watch me well and see.

[Exit, L.

The scorned Katharine make her husband stoop unto her lure;

And hold her head as high, and be as proud, as e'er a wife in

Padua,

Or double as my portion be my scorn!

Look to your seat, Petruchio, or I throw you :
Katharine shall tame this haggard; or, if she fails,
Shall tie her tongue up, and pare down her nails.

CURTAIN.

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