She will not come. Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end. Enter Katharina. Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Katharina! Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send for me ? Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife? Pet. Go, fetch them hither; if they deny to come, [Exit Grumio. Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands: [Erit Katharina. Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. Hor. And so it is: I wonder what it bodes. Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet An awful rule, and right supremacy; Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet; Re-enter Katharina, with Bianca, and Widow. [Katharina pulls off her cap, and throws it down. Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass! Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this? What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her. Pet. I say, she shall; - and first begin with her. And dart not scornful glances from those eyes, (1) Gentle temper. Our strength as weak, our weakness past com pare, That seeming to be most, which we least are. Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and kiss Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed:We three are married, but you two are sped. 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white; [To Lucentio. And, being a winner, God give you good night! [Exeunt Petruchio and Kath. Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tam'd a curst shrew. Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tam'd so. [Exeunt. i In old shepherd, reputed father of Perdita. ACT I. SCENE I.-Sicilia. An Antechamber in Leon- Archidamus. IF you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us, we will be justified in our loves: for, indeed, Cam. 'Beseech you, Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: we cannot with such magnificencein se rare-I know not what to say. --We will give you sleepy drinks; that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse us. Clown, his son. Servant to the old shepheru. Autolycus, a rogue. Time, as Chorus. Hermione, queen to Leontes. Perdita, daughter to Leontes and Hermione. Paulina, wife to Antigonus. Emilia, a lady, Two other ladies, } attending the queen. Mopsa, Shepherdesses. Dorcas, Lords, ladies, and attendants; satyrs for a dance, shepherds, shepherdesses, guards, &c. Scene, sometimes in Sicilia, sometimes in Bohemia. [malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever came into my note. Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, physics the subject, makes old hearts fresh: they, went there he was born, desire yet their life, to see him a man. Arch. Would they else be content to die? Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live. Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one. [Exeunt. A room of state in the SCENE II.-The same. Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's Go hence in debt: And therefore, like Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utter ance. a cipher, Yet standing in rich place, I multiply, Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to And pay them when you part. Sir, that's to-morrow. attornied with interchange of gifts, letters, loving Arch. I think, there is not in the world either (1) Nobly supplied by substitution of embassies. Leon. We are tougher, brother, No longer stay. Very sooth, to-morrow. longer. Leon. We'll part the time between's then: and in that Pol. (3) Affords a cordial to the state. (4) Nipping. Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. You put me off with limber vows: But I, Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with Or I mistake you: O, would her name were Grace! oaths, Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily, You shall not go; a lady's verily is As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet? Force me to keep you as a prisoner, Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees, When you depart, and save your thanks. How say you? My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread verily, One of them you shall be. Pol. Your guest then, madam: To be your prisoner, should import offending; Than you to punish. Her. Not your gaoler then, But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question you Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you were boys; You were pretty lordingss then. Pol. We were, fair queen, Two lads, that thought there was no more behind, But such a day to-morrow as to-day, And to be boy eternal. Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the two? Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk i' the sun, And bleat the one at the other: what we chang'd, And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd (1) Gests were the names of the stages where the king appointed to lie, during a royal progress. (2) Indeed. (3) Tick. (4) Flimsy. (5) A diminutive of lords. But once before I spoke to the purpose. When? Why, that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to Why, to you now, I have spoke to the purpose twice: The one for ever earn'd a royal husband; The other, for some while a friend. Leon. [Giving her hand to Polixenes. To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. |