ACT 1
Scene 1
...Padua shall beget.
Enter Baptista with his two daughters, Katherine and Bianca; Gremio, a pantaloon, and Hortensio, suitors to Bianca.
...amongst these mates?
“Mates,” maid? How mean you that? No mates for you,
Unless you were of gentler, milder mold.
...like a fool.
From all such devils, good Lord, deliver us!
...hear Minerva speak!
Signior Baptista, will you be so strange?
Sorry am I that our goodwill effects
Bianca’s grief.
...to her father.
So will I, Signior Gremio. But a word, I
pray. Though the nature of our quarrel yet never
brooked parle, know now upon advice, it toucheth
us both (that we may yet again have access to our
fair mistress and be happy rivals in Bianca’s love) to
labor and effect one thing specially.
...that, I pray?
Marry, sir, to get a husband for her sister.
...husband? A devil!
I say “a husband.”
...married to hell?
Tush, Gremio. Though it pass your patience
and mine to endure her loud alarums, why,
man, there be good fellows in the world, an a man
could light on them, would take her with all faults,
and money enough.
...cross every morning.
Faith, as you say, there’s small choice in
rotten apples. But come, since this bar in law
makes us friends, it shall be so far forth friendly
maintained till by helping Baptista’s eldest daughter
to a husband we set his youngest free for a
husband, and then have to ’t afresh. Sweet Bianca!
Happy man be his dole! He that runs fastest gets the
ring. How say you, Signior Gremio?
...her. Come on.
Gremio and Hortensio exit. Tranio and Lucentio remain onstage.
Scene 2
...you, sirrah villain.
Enter Hortensio.
How now, what’s the matter? My old
friend Grumio and my good friend Petruchio? How
do you all at Verona?
...may I say.
Alia nostra casa ben venuto, molto
honorato signor mio Petruchio.—Rise, Grumio,
rise. We will compound this quarrel.
...I advise you.
Petruchio, patience. I am Grumio’s pledge.
Why, this’ a heavy chance ’twixt him and you,
Your ancient, trusty, pleasant servant Grumio.
And tell me now, sweet friend, what happy gale
Blows you to Padua here from old Verona?
...see the world.
Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to thee
And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favored wife?
Thou ’dst thank me but a little for my counsel—
And yet I’ll promise thee she shall be rich,
And very rich. But thou ’rt too much my friend,
And I’ll not wish thee to her.
...money comes withal.
Petruchio, since we are stepped thus far in,
I will continue that I broached in jest.
I can, Petruchio, help thee to a wife
With wealth enough, and young and beauteous,
Brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman.
Her only fault, and that is faults enough,
Is that she is intolerable curst,
And shrewd, and froward, so beyond all measure
That, were my state far worser than it is,
I would not wed her for a mine of gold.
...in autumn crack.
Her father is Baptista Minola,
An affable and courteous gentleman.
Her name is Katherina Minola,
Renowned in Padua for her scolding tongue.
...him not, sir.
Tarry, Petruchio. I must go with thee,
For in Baptista’s keep my treasure is.
He hath the jewel of my life in hold,
His youngest daughter, beautiful Bianca,
And her withholds from me and other more,
Suitors to her and rivals in my love,
Supposing it a thing impossible,
For those defects I have before rehearsed,
That ever Katherina will be wooed.
Therefore this order hath Baptista ta’en,
That none shall have access unto Bianca
Till Katherine the curst have got a husband.
...titles the worst.
Now shall my friend Petruchio do me grace
And offer me disguised in sober robes
To old Baptista as a schoolmaster
Well seen in music, to instruct Bianca,
That so I may, by this device at least,
Have leave and leisure to make love to her
And unsuspected court her by herself.
...goes there, ha?
Peace, Grumio, it is the rival of my love.
Petruchio, stand by awhile.
Petruchio, Hortensio, and Grumio stand aside.
...is! Peace, sirrah.
aside
Grumio, mum.Coming forward.
God save you, Signior Gremio.
...I warrant you.
’Tis well. And I have met a gentleman
Hath promised me to help me to another,
A fine musician to instruct our mistress.
So shall I no whit be behind in duty
To fair Bianca, so beloved of me.
...bags shall prove.
Gremio, ’tis now no time to vent our love.
Listen to me, and if you speak me fair
I’ll tell you news indifferent good for either. Presenting Petruchio.
Here is a gentleman whom by chance I met,
Upon agreement from us to his liking,
Will undertake to woo curst Katherine,
Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please.
...good and yours.
I promised we would be contributors
And bear his charge of wooing whatsoe’er.
...Well begun, Tranio.
Sir, a word ere you go.
Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea or no?
...of Signior Gremio.
That she’s the chosen of Signior Hortensio.
...all these words?
to Tranio
Sir, let me be so bold as ask you,
Did you yet ever see Baptista’s daughter?
...to be ingrate.
Sir, you say well, and well you do conceive.
And since you do profess to be a suitor,
You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman,
To whom we all rest generally beholding.
...let’s be gone.
The motion’s good indeed, and be it so.—
Petruchio, I shall be 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.
...man of mine,
Presenting Hortensio, disguised as Litio
...use them well.
Servant exits with Hortensio and Lucentio.
...they blow perpetually.
Enter Hortensio as Litio with his head broke.
...look so pale?
as Litio
For fear, I promise you, if I look pale.
...a good musician?
as Litio
I think she’ll sooner prove a soldier!
Iron may hold with her, but never lutes.
...to the lute?
as Litio
Why, no, for she hath broke the lute to me.
I did but tell her she mistook her frets,
And bowed her hand to teach her fingering,
When, with a most impatient devilish spirit,
“‘Frets’ call you these?” quoth she. “I’ll fume with them!”
And with that word she struck me on the head,
And through the instrument my pate made way,
And there I stood amazèd for a while,
As on a pillory, looking through the lute,
While she did call me “rascal fiddler,”
And “twangling Jack,” with twenty such vile terms,
As had she studied to misuse me so.
...attend her here—
All but Petruchio exit.
ACT 3
Scene 1
...of my cunning.
Enter Lucentio as Cambio, Hortensio as Litio, and Bianca.
...welcomed you withal?
as Litio
But, wrangling pedant, this is
The patroness of heavenly harmony.
Then give me leave to have prerogative,
And when in music we have spent an hour,
Your lecture shall have leisure for as much.
...in your harmony.
as Litio
Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine.
...you have tuned.
as Litio
You’ll leave his lecture when I am in tune?
...your instrument.
Hortensio steps aside to tune his lute.
...the old pantaloon.
as Litio
Madam, my instrument’s in
tune.
... Let’s hear.
He plays.
...and tune again.
Hortensio tunes his lute again.
...senis, despair not.
as Litio
Madam, ’tis now in tune.
He plays again.
...but the bass.
as Litio
The bass is right. ’Tis the base knave that jars.
Aside.
How fiery and forward our pedant is.
Now for my life the knave doth court my love!
Pedascule, I’ll watch you better yet.
...with you both.
as Litio, to Lucentio
You may go walk, and give me leave awhile.
My lessons make no music in three parts.
...He steps aside.
as Litio
Madam, before you touch the instrument,
To learn the order of my fingering
I must begin with rudiments of art,
To teach you gamut in a briefer sort,
More pleasant, pithy, and effectual
Than hath been taught by any of my trade.
And there it is in writing fairly drawn.
...gamut long ago.
Yet read the gamut of Hortensio.
Giving her a paper.
...cause to stay.
But I have cause to pry into this pedant.
Methinks he looks as though he were in love.
Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so humble
To cast thy wand’ring eyes on every stale,
Seize thee that list! If once I find thee ranging,
Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing.
He exits.
Scene 2
...the minstrels play.
Enter Petruchio, Katherine, Bianca, Hortensio, Baptista, Grumio, and Attendants.
...gentlemen, let’s go.
They exit.
ACT 4
Scene 2
...charity to shew.
Enter Tranio as Lucentio and Hortensio as Litio.
...fair in hand.
as Litio
Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said,
Stand by, and mark the manner of his teaching.
They stand aside.
...kiss and talk.
as Litio
Quick proceeders, marry! Now tell me, I pray,
You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca
Loved none in the world so well as Lucentio.
...this is wonderful!
Mistake no more. I am not Litio,
Nor a musician as I seem to be,
But one that scorn to live in this disguise
For such a one as leaves a gentleman
And makes a god of such a cullion.
Know, sir, that I am called Hortensio.
...her love forever.
See how they kiss and court! Signior Lucentio,
Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow
Never to woo her more, but do forswear her
As one unworthy all the former favors
That I have fondly flattered her withal.
...doth court him!
Would all the world but he had quite forsworn!
For me, that I may surely keep mine oath,
I will be married to a wealthy widow
Ere three days pass, which hath as long loved me
As I have loved this proud disdainful haggard.
And so farewell, Signior Lucentio.
Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks,
Shall win my love, and so I take my leave,
In resolution as I swore before.
Hortensio exits;
Scene 3
...gone, I say.
Enter Petruchio and Hortensio with meat.
...sweeting, all amort?
Mistress, what cheer?
...thank you, sir.
Signior Petruchio, fie, you are to blame.
Come, Mistress Kate, I’ll bear you company.
...Kate, eat apace.
Katherine and Hortensio prepare to eat.
...not till then.
aside
That will not be in haste.
...call’st thou this?
aside
I see she’s like to have neither cap nor gown.
...spare not me.
God-a-mercy, Grumio, then he shall have
no odds.
...no more.
aside to Tailor
Tailor, I’ll pay thee for thy gown tomorrow.
Take no unkindness of his hasty words.
Away, I say. Commend me to thy master.
...say it is.
aside
Why, so, this gallant will command the sun!
They exit.
Scene 5
...go without her.
Enter Petruchio, Katherine, Hortensio, and Servants.
...nothing but crossed!
to Katherine
Say as he says, or we shall never go.
...so for Katherine.
Petruchio, go thy ways, the field is won.
...her beauty’s sake.
aside
He will make the man mad, to make the woman of him.
...company you overtake?
I do assure thee, father, so it is.
...made thee jealous.
Well, Petruchio, this has put me in heart!
Have to my widow, and if she be froward,
Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward.
He exits.
ACT 5
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.
...what is kind.
For both our sakes I would that word were true.
...likes Hortensio that?
My widow says, thus she conceives her tale.
...To her, Kate!
To her, widow!
...put her down.
That’s my office.
...gird, good Tranio.
Confess, confess! Hath he not hit you here?
...we will propose.
Content, what’s the wager?
...A hundred, then.
Content.
...match! ’Tis done.
Who shall begin?
...I hope better.
Sirrah Biondello, go and entreat my wife
To come to me forthwith.
...must needs come.
I am afraid, sir,
Do what you can, yours will not be entreated.
Enter Biondello.
Now, where’s my wife?
...come to me.
I know her answer.
... What?
She will not.
...of a wonder.
And so it is. I wonder what it bodes.
...you good night.
Now, go thy ways, thou hast tamed a curst shrow.
...be tamed so.
They exit.