In resolution as I swore before.

[Exit Hortensio.-Lucentio and Bianca advance. Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case!

Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love;

And have forsworn you, with Hortensio.

Bian. Tranio, you jest: but have you both forsworn me?

Tra. Mistress, we have.

Luc.

Then we are rid of Licio.

Tra. I'faith, he'll have a lusty widow now,

That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day.

Bian. God give him joy!

Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her.

Bian.

He says so, Tranio.

Tra. Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school. Bian. The taming-school! what, is there such a

place?

Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master; That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long,—

To tame a shrew, and charm her chattering tongue.

Enter BIONDELLO, running.

Bion. O master, master, I have watch'd so long, That I'm dog-weary: but at last I spied

An ancient angel1 coming down the hill,
Will serve the turn.

Tra.

What is he, Biondello?

I Messenger.

Bion. Master, a mercatantè or a pedant,1
I know not what; but formal in apparel;
In gait and countenance surely like a father.
Luc. And what of him, Tranio ?

Tra. If he be credulous, and trust my tale,
I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio,
And give assurance to Baptista Minola,
As if he were the right Vincentio.

Take in your love, and then let me alone.

[Exeunt Lucentio and Bianca.

Enter a PEDant.

Ped. God save you, sir!

Tra.
And you, sir! you are welcome.
Travel you far on, or are you at the farthest?
Ped. Sir, at the farthest for a week or two;
And then up farther, and as far as Rome;

And so to Tripoly, if God lend me life.
Tra. What countryman, I pray ?

Ped.

Of Mantua.

Tra. Of Mantua, sir?—marry, God forbid!

And come to Padua, careless of your life?

Ped. My life, sir! how, I pray? for that goes hard.

Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua
To come to Padua. Know you not the cause?
Your ships are stay'd at Venice; and the duke
(For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him)

1 A merchant or a schoolmaster.

Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly.
"Tis marvel; but that you're but newly come,
You might have heard it else proclaim'd about.
Ped. Alas, sir, it is worse for me than so;
For I have bills for money by exchange
From Florence, and must here deliver them.
Tra. Well, sir, to do you courtesy,
This will I do, and this will I advise you :-
First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa:

Ped. Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been;
Pisa, renowned for grave citizens.

Tra. Among them know you one Vincentio ? Ped. I know him not, but I have heard of him:

A merchant of incomparable wealth.

Tra. He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say, In countenance somewhat doth resemble you. Bion. As much as an apple doth an oyster, and all one.

Tra. To save your life in this extremity, This favor will I do you for his sake;

[aside.

And think it not the worst of all your fortunes,
That you are like to sir Vincentio.

His name and credit shall you undertake,

And in my house you shall be friendly lodged :—
Look, that you take upon you as you should;
You understand me, sir :-so shall you stay
Till you have done your business in the city.

If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it.

Ped. O, sir, I do; and will repute you ever The patron of my life and liberty.

Tra. Then go with me, to make the matter good.

1

This, by the way, I let you understand;—
My father is here look'd for every day,
To pass assurance 1 of a dower in marriage
"Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here.
In all these circumstances I'll instruct you:
Go with me, sir, to clothe you as becomes you.

[Exeunt.

SCENE III.

A room in Petruchio's house.

Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO.

Gru. No, no, forsooth; I dare not, for my life. Kath. The more my wrong, the more his spite

appears.

What, did he marry me to famish me?

Beggars, that come unto my father's door,

Upon entreaty, have a present alms;

If not, elsewhere they meet with charity:
But I,-who never knew how to entreat,—
Am starved for meat, giddy for lack of sleep;
With oaths kept waking, and with brawling fed :
And that which spites me more than all these

wants,

He does it under name of perfect love;

As who should say,-if I should sleep or eat,
"Twere deadly sickness, or else present death.-
I pr'ythee, go, and get me some repast;

1 To make a conveyance or deed.

I care not what, so it be wholesome food.
Gru. What say you to a neat's foot?

Kath. 'Tis passing good: I pr'ythee, let me have it.

Gru. I fear, it is too choleric a meat.

How say you to a fat tripe, finely broil'd?

Kath. I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me. Gru. I cannot tell; I fear, 'tis choleric.What say you to a piece of beef, and mustard? Kath. A dish that I do love to feed upon. Gru. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little. Kath. Why, then, the beef, and let the mustard rest. Gru. Nay, then, I will not: you shall have the mustard,

Or else you get no beef of Grumio.

Kath. Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt. Gru. Why, then, the mustard without the beef. Kath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave, [beats him. That feed'st me with the very name of meat.

Sorrow on thee, and all the pack of you,

That triumph thus upon my misery!

Go,

get thee gone, I say.

Enter PETRUCHIO, with a dish of meat; and

HORTENSIO.

Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all amort ? 1

Dispirited: a Gallicism.