ACT 1
Scene 1
...Padua shall beget.
Enter Baptista with his two daughters, Katherine and Bianca; Gremio, a pantaloon, and Hortensio, suitors to Bianca.
...at your pleasure.
To cart her, rather. She’s too rough for me.—
There, there, Hortensio, will you any wife?
...Lord, deliver us!
And me too, good Lord.
...effects Bianca’s grief.
Why will you mew her up,
Signior Baptista, for this fiend of hell,
And make her bear the penance of her tongue?
...to leave? Ha!
You may go to the Devil’s dam! Your gifts are
so good here’s none will hold you.—Their love is
not so great, Hortensio, but we may blow our nails
together and fast it fairly out. Our cake’s dough on
both sides. Farewell. Yet for the love I bear my
sweet Bianca, if I can by any means light on a fit
man to teach her that wherein she delights, I will
wish him to her father.
...one thing specially.
What’s that, I pray?
...for her sister.
A husband? A devil!
...say “a husband.”
I say “a devil.” Think’st thou, Hortensio,
though her father be very rich, any man is so very a
fool to be married to hell?
...and money enough.
I cannot tell. But I had as lief take her dowry
with this condition: to be whipped at the high cross
every morning.
...you, Signior Gremio?
I am agreed, and would I had given him the
best horse in Padua to begin his wooing that would
thoroughly woo her, wed her, and bed her, and rid
the house of her. Come on.
Gremio and Hortensio exit. Tranio and Lucentio remain onstage.
Scene 2
...their heads together!
Enter Gremio and Lucentio, disguised as Cambio, a schoolmaster.
...and an amorous.
to Lucentio
O, very well, I have perused the note.
Hark you, sir, I’ll have them very fairly bound,
All books of love. See that at any hand,
And see you read no other lectures to her.
You understand me. Over and beside
Signior Baptista’s liberality,
I’ll mend it with a largess. Take your paper too.
And let me have them very well perfumed,
For she is sweeter than perfume itself
To whom they go to. What will you read to her?
...a scholar, sir.
O this learning, what a thing it is!
...you, Signior Gremio.
And you are well met, Signior Hortensio.
Trow you whither I am going? To Baptista Minola.
I promised to enquire carefully
About a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca,
And by good fortune I have lighted well
On this young man, for learning and behavior
Fit for her turn, well read in poetry
And other books—good ones, I warrant you.
...beloved of me.
Beloved of me, and that my deeds shall prove.
...her dowry please.
So said, so done, is well.
Hortensio, have you told him all her faults?
...hear no harm.
No? Sayst me so, friend? What countryman?
...long to see.
Oh, sir, such a life with such a wife were strange.
But if you have a stomach, to ’t, i’ God’s name!
You shall have me assisting you in all.
But will you woo this wildcat?
...he fears none.
Hortensio, hark.
This gentleman is happily arrived,
My mind presumes, for his own good and yours.
...of wooing whatsoe’er.
And so we will, provided that he win her.
...Even he, Biondello.
Hark you, sir, you mean not her to—
...it any offense?
No, if without more words you will get you hence.
...as for you?
But so is not she.
...I beseech you?
For this reason, if you’ll know:
That she’s the choice love of Signior Gremio.
...to speed alone.
What, this gentleman will out-talk us all!
...her go by.
Yea, leave that labor to great Hercules,
And let it be more than Alcides’ twelve.
...your ben venuto.
They exit.
ACT 2
Scene 1
...who comes here?
Enter Gremio; Lucentio disguised as Cambio in the habit of a mean man; Petruchio with Hortensio disguised as Litio; and Tranio disguised as Lucentio, with his boy, Biondello bearing a lute and books.
Good morrow, neighbor Baptista.
...sir, called Katherina.
to Petruchio
You are too blunt. Go to it orderly.
...for his sake.
Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray
Let us that are poor petitioners speak too!
Bacare, you are marvelous forward.
...be doing.
I doubt it not, sir. But you will curse your wooing.
To Baptista.
Neighbor, this is a gift very grateful,
I am sure of it. To express the like kindness, myself,
that have been more kindly beholding to you than
any, freely give unto you this young scholar presenting Lucentio, disguised as Cambio
that hath
been long studying at Rheims, as cunning in Greek,
Latin, and other languages as the other in music and
mathematics. His name is Cambio. Pray accept his
service.
...attend her here—
All but Petruchio exit.
...other household Kates.
Enter Baptista, Gremio, and Tranio as Lucentio.
...on Sunday first.
Hark, Petruchio, she says she’ll see thee
hanged first.
...’Tis a match.
as Lucentio
Amen, say we. We will be witnesses.
...married o’ Sunday.
Was ever match clapped up so suddenly?
...in the match.
No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch.
But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter.
Now is the day we long have lookèd for.
I am your neighbor and was suitor first.
...thoughts can guess.
Youngling, thou canst not love so dear as I.
...love doth freeze.
But thine doth fry!
Skipper, stand back. ’Tis age that nourisheth.
...you assure her?
First, as you know, my house within the city
Is richly furnishèd with plate and gold,
Basins and ewers to lave her dainty hands;
My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry;
In ivory coffers I have stuffed my crowns,
In cypress chests my arras counterpoints,
Costly apparel, tents, and canopies,
Fine linen, Turkey cushions bossed with pearl,
Valance of Venice gold in needlework,
Pewter and brass, and all things that belongs
To house or housekeeping. Then, at my farm
I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail,
Six score fat oxen standing in my stalls,
And all things answerable to this portion.
Myself am struck in years, I must confess,
And if I die tomorrow this is hers,
If whilst I live she will be only mine.
...you, Signior Gremio?
Two thousand ducats by the year of land?
Aside.
My land amounts not to so much in all.—
That she shall have, besides an argosy
That now is lying in Marcellus’ road.
To Tranio.
What, have I choked you with an argosy?
...thou off’rest next.
Nay, I have offered all. I have no more,
And she can have no more than all I have.
To Baptista.
If you like me, she shall have me and mine.
...old, I young.
And may not young men die as well as old?
...thank you both.
Adieu, good neighbor. Now I fear thee not.
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.
Gremio exits.
ACT 3
Scene 2
...thee by changing.
Enter Baptista, Gremio, Tranio as Lucentio, Katherine, Bianca, Lucentio as Cambio, and others, Attendants.
...event of this.
All except Tranio and Lucentio exit.
...master’s sake, Lucentio.
Enter Gremio.
...from the church?
As willingly as e’er I came from school.
...bridegroom coming home?
A bridegroom, say you? ’Tis a groom indeed,
A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find.
...Why, ’tis impossible.
Why, he’s a devil, a devil, a very fiend.
...the devil’s dam.
Tut, she’s a lamb, a dove, a fool to him.
I’ll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priest
Should ask if Katherine should be his wife,
“Ay, by gog’s wouns!” quoth he, and swore so loud
That, all amazed, the priest let fall the book,
And as he stooped again to take it up,
This mad-brained bridegroom took him such a cuff
That down fell priest and book, and book and priest.
“Now, take them up,” quoth he, “if any list.”
...he rose again?
Trembled and shook, for why he stamped and swore
As if the vicar meant to cozen him.
But after many ceremonies done,
He calls for wine. “A health!” quoth he, as if
He had been aboard, carousing to his mates
After a storm; quaffed off the muscatel
And threw the sops all in the sexton’s face,
Having no other reason
But that his beard grew thin and hungerly,
And seemed to ask him sops as he was drinking.
This done, he took the bride about the neck
And kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack
That at the parting all the church did echo.
And I, seeing this, came thence for very shame,
And after me I know the rout is coming.
Such a mad marriage never was before!
Music plays.
Hark, hark, I hear the minstrels play.
...may not be.
Let me entreat you.
...stay my leisure.
Ay, marry, sir, now it begins to work.
...of quiet ones!
Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing.
...she’s madly mated.
I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated.
...gentlemen, let’s go.
They exit.
ACT 5
Scene 1
...to be untoward.
Enter Biondello, Lucentio as himself, and Bianca. Gremio is out before and stands to the side.
...as I can.
I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.
...toward. He knocks.
coming forward
They’re busy within. You were best knock louder.
...to the jail?
Stay, officer. He shall not go to prison.
...go to prison.
Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest you be cony-catched
in this business. I dare swear this is the
right Vincentio.
...if thou dar’st.
Nay, I dare not swear it.
...am not Lucentio.
Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio.
...bleared thine eyne.
Here’s packing, with a witness, to deceive us all!
...will not frown.
My cake is dough, but I’ll in among the rest,
Out of hope of all but my share of the feast.
He exits.
Scene 2
...never too late.
Enter Baptista, Vincentio, Gremio, the Merchant, Lucentio, and Bianca; Hortensio and the Widow, Petruchio and Katherine; Tranio, Biondello, and Grumio, with Servingmen bringing in a banquet.
...well as eat.
They sit.
...these quick-witted folks?
Believe me, sir, they butt together well.
...that an answer?
Ay, and a kind one, too.
Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse.
...be tamed so.
They exit.