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I am sure, I saw her wear it. To bring forth this discovery.-Seek these suitors Ber. You are deceiv'd, my lord, she never saw it: Go, speedily, and bring again the count. In Florence was it from a casement thrown me,

[Ereunt Gentleman, and some Attendants.] Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain’d the name I am afeard, the life of Helen, lady, Of her that threw it: noble she was, and thought Was foully snatch'd. I stood ingag'd: but when I had subscrib'd


Now, justice on the doers ! To mine own fortune, and inform’d her fully, I could not answer in that course of honour

Enter BERTRAM, guarded. As she had made the overture, she ceas'd,

King. I wonder, sir, since wives are monsters to In beavy satisfaction, and would never

you, Receive the ring again.

And that you fly them as you swear them lordship, king. Plutus himself,

Yet you desire to marry.

- What woman's that? That knows the tinct and multiplying medicine, Hath not in nature's mystery more science,

Re-enter Gentleman, with Widow, and Diana. Than I have in this ring : 'twas mine, 'twas H len's, Dia. I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine, Whoever gave it you : Then, if you know

Derived from the ancient Capulet; That you are well acquainted with yourself, My suit, as I do understand, you know, Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforcement And therefore know how far I may be pitied. You got it from her: she call’d the saints to surety, Wid. I am her mother, sir, whose age and honour That she would never put it from her finger,

Both suffer under this complaint we bring, Unless she gave it to yourself in bed,

And both shall cease, without your remedy. (Where you have never come,) or sent it us

k'ing. Come hither, count; Do you know these Upon her great disaster.

women? Ber. She never saw it.

Ber. My lord, I neither can, nor will deny K’ing. Thou speak'st it falsely, as I love mine But that I know them: Do they charge me further ? honour;

Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me,

wife? Which I would fain shut out: If it should prove Ber. She's none of mine, my lord. That thou art so inhuman, —'twill not prove so;- Dia.

If you shall marry, And yet I know not :— thou didst hate her deadly, You give away this hand, and that is mine; And she is dead; which nothing, but to close You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine ; Her eyes myself, could win me to believe,

You give away myself, which is known mine; More than to see this ring:

Take him away.

For I by vow am so embodied yours, [Guards seize BERTRAM. That she, which marries you, must marry me, My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall,

Either both or none. Shall tax my fears of little vanity,

Laf. Your reputation [to Bertram.] comes too Having vainly fear'd too little. -Away with him;: short for my daughter, you are no husband for her. We'll sift this matter further.

Ber. My lord, this is a fond and desperate creaBer. If you shall prove

ture, This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy

Whom sometime I have laugh'd with : let your Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florence,

Where yet she never was. [Erit BERTRAM, guarded. Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour,

Than for to think that I would sink it here.
Enter a Gentleman.

King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill to King. I am wrapp'd in dismal thinkings.

friend, Gent.

Gracious sovereign, | Till your deeds gain them : Fairer prove your ho Whether I have been to blame, or no, I know not;

nour, Here's a petition from a Florentine,

Than in my thought it lies ! Who hath, for four or five removes, come short


Good my lord, To tender it herself. I undertook it,

Ask him upon his oath, if he does think Vanquish'd thereto by the fair grace and speech

He had not my virginity. Of the poor suppliant, who by this, I know,

l'ing. What say'st thou to her ? Is here attending : her business looks in her


She's impudent, my lord; With an importing visage; and she told me, And was a common gamester to the camp. In a sweet verbal brief, it did concern

Dia. He does me wrong, my lord ; if I were so, Your highness with herself.

He might have bought me at a common price :

Do not believe him : 0, behold this ring, King. [Reads.] Upon his many protestations to

Whose high respect, and rich validity, marry me, when his wife was dead, I blush to say

Did lack a parallel ; yet, for all that, it, he won me. Now is the count Rousillon a


gave it to a commoner o' the camp, widower ; his vows are forfeited to me, and my

If I be one. honour's paid to him. He stole from Florence,

Count. He blushes, and 'tis it : laking no leave, and I follow him to his country for Of six preceding ancestors, that gem justice : Grunt it me, o king ; in you it best lies ;

Conferr'd by testament to the sequent issue, otherwise a seducer flourishes, and a poor maid is un- Hath it been ow'd and worn. This is his wife ; done.


That ring's a thousand proofs. Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and toll K'ing.

Methought, you said, him: for this, I'll none of him.

You saw one here in court could witness it. King. The heavens have thought well on thee, Dia. I did, my lord, but loath am to produce Lafeu,

So bad an instrument ; his name's Parolles.

Laf. I saw the man to-day, if man he be. loved her, -- for, indeed, he was mad for her, and King. Find him, and bring him hither.

talked of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, and I Ber.

What of him? know not what : yet I was in that credit with them lle's quoted for a most perfidious slave,

at that time, that I knew of their going to bed; and With all the spots o' the world tax'd and debosh'd; of other motions, as promising her marriage, and Whose nature sickens, but to speak a truth : things that would derive me ill will to speak of, Am I or that, or this, for what he'll utter,

therefore I will not speak what I know. That will speak any thing?

King. Thou hast spoken all already, unless thou King.

She hath that ring of yours. canst say they are married : But thou art too fine in Ber. I think, she has : certain it is, I lik'd her, thy evidence; therefore stand aside. And boarded her i' the wanton way of youth:

This ring, you say, was yours? She knew her distance, and did angle for me,


Ay, my good lord. Madding my eagerness with her restraint,

King. Where did you buy it? or who gave it you? As all impediments in fancy's course

Dia. It was not given me, nor I did not buy it. Are motives of more fancy; and, in fine,

King. Who lent it you ? Her insuit coming with her modern grace,


It was not lent me neither. Subdued me to her rate : she got the ring ;

K’ing. Where did you find it ther? And I had that which any inferior might


I found it not. At market-price have bought.

King. If it were yours by none of all these ways, Dia.

I must be patient; How could you give it him? You, that turn'd off a first so noble wife,


I never gave it him. May justly diet me. I pray you yet,

Laf. This woman's an easy glove, my lord ; she (Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband,) goes off and on at pleasure. Send for your ring, I will return it home,

king. This ring was mine, I gave it his first wife. And give me mine again.

Dia. It might be yours, or hers, for aught I Ber. I have it not.

know. King. What ring was yours, I pray you ?

King. Take her away, I do not like her now ; Dra.

Sir, much like To prison with her : and away with him. The same upon your finger.

Unless thou tell’st me where thou hadst this ring, King. Know you this ring? this ring was his of Thou diest within this hour. late.


I'll never tell you. Dia. And this was it I gave him, being a-bed. King. Take her away. king. The story then goes false, you threw it him Dia.

I'll put in bail, my liege. Out of a casement.

King. I think thee now some common customer. Dia. I have spoke the truth.

Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas you.

King. Wherefore hast thou accus'd him all this Enter PAROLLES.

while ? Ber. My lord, I do confess, the ring was hers. Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty: King. You boggle shrewdly, every feather starts He knows I am no maid, and he'll swear to't : you.

I'll swear I am a maid, and he knows not. Is this the man you speak of?

Great king, I am no strumpet, by my life; Dia.

Ay, my lord.

I am either maid, or else this old man's wife. King. Tell me, sirrah, but, tell me true, I charge

(Pointing to Lareu. you,

King. She does abuse our ears; to prison with her. Not fearing the displeasure of your master,

Dia. Good mother, fetch my bail. Stay, royal (Which, on your just proceeding, I'll keep off,)

[Erit Widow. By him, and by this woman here, what know The jeweller, that owes the ring, is sent for,

And he shall surety me. But for this lord, Par. So please your majesty, my master hath Who hath abus'd me, as he knows himself, been an honourable gentleman; tricks he hath had Though yet he never harm’d me, here I quit him : in him, which gentlemen have.

He knows himself my bed he hath defil'd; King. Come, come, to the purpose : Did he love And at that time he got his wife with child : this woman?

Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick; Par. 'Faith, sir, he did love her ; But how ? So there's my riddle, One, that's dead, is quick ; King. How, I pray you?

And now behold the meaning. Par. He did love her, sir, as a gentleman loves

Re-enter Widow, with HELENA. King. How is that?


Is there no exorcist Par. He loved her, sir, and loved her not. Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes? King. As thou art a knave, and no knave : - Is't real, that I see? What an equivocal companion is this?


No, my good lord; Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's 'Tis but the shadow of a wife you see, command.

The name, and not the thing. Laf. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty Ber.

Both, both; 0, pardon .

Hel. O, my good lord, when I was like this maid, Dia. Do you know, he promised me marriage ? I found you wond'rous kind. There is your ring, Par. 'Faith, I know more than I'll speak. And, look you, here's your letter ; This it says, King. But wilt thou not speak all thou know'st ? When from my finger you can get this ring,

Par. Yes, so please your majesty; I did go be- And are by me with child, &c. This is done. tween them, as I said; but more than that, he will you be mine, now you are doubly won?

sir ;


a woman.


Ber If she, my liege, can make me know this | For I can guess, that, by thy honest aid, clearly,

Thou kept'st a wife herself, thyself a maid. I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly.

Of that and all the progress, more and less, Hel. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue, Resolvedly more leisure shall express : Deadly divorce step between me and you ! - All yet seems well; and, if it end so meet, O, my dear mother, do I see you living ?

The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet. Laf. Mine eyes smell onions, I shall weep anon:

(Flourish. Good Tom Drum, (to Parolles.] lend me a hand

kerchief: So, I thank thee; wait on me home, I'll
make sport with thee : Let thy courtesies alone, The king's a beggar, now the play is done :
they are scurvy ones.

All is well ended, if this suit be won,
King. Let us from point to point this story know, That you express content ; which we will pay,
To make the even truth in pleasure flow :

With strife to please you, day erceeding day :
If thou be’st yet a fresh uncropped flower,

Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts ;

(To Diana. Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts. Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower






servants to Lucentio. CHRISTOPHER SLY, a drunken Tinker. Hostess, Page, Players, Huntsmen, Persons in the GRUMIO, and other Servants attending on

servants to Petruchio.


Induction. the Lord.

Pedant, an old fellow set up to personate Vincentio.

Biondello, }


} daughters to Baptista.

BAPTISTA, a rich gentleman of Padua.

KATHARINA, the shrew
Vecentio, an old gentlemen of Pisa.

BIANCA, her sister,
LUCENTIO, son to Vincentio, in love with Bianca. Widow.
PETRUCHIO, a gentleman of Verona, a suitor to

Tailor, Haberdasher, and Servants attending on GREMIO,

Baptista and Petruchio.

suitors to Bianca,
SCENE, — sometimes in Padua; and sometimes in PetruchIO's House in the Country.


SCENE I. - Before an Alehouse on a Heath.

1 Hun. Why, Belman is as good as he, my lord ;

He cried upon it at the merest loss,
Enter Hostess and Sly.

And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent : Sly. I'll pheese you, in faith.

Trust me, I take him for the better dog. Host. A pair of stocks, you rogue !

Lord. Thou art a fool; if Echo were as fleet, Sly. Y'are a baggage; the Slies are no rogues : I would esteem him worth a dozen such. Look in the chronicles, we came in with Richard But sup them well, and look unto them all; Conqueror. Therefore, paucas pallabris ; let the To-morrow I intend to hunt again. world slide : Sessa!

1 Hun. I will, my lord. Host. You will not pay for the glasses you have Lord. What's here ? one dead, or drunk ? See, burst!

doth he breathe ? Sly. No, not a denier : Go by, says Jeronimy ;- 2 Hun. He breathes, my lord : Were he not Go to thy cold bed, and warm thee,

warm'd with ale, Host. I know my remedy, I must go fetch the This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly. thirdborough.

[Erit. Lord. O monstrous beast! how like a swine he Sly. Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll an

lies! swer him by law: I'll not budge an inch, boy ; let Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image! him come, and kindly.

Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man.
(Lies down on the ground, and falls asleep. What think you, if he were convey'd to bed,

Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers, Wind horns. Enter a LORD from hunting, with

A most delicious banquet by his bed,
Huntsmen and Servants.

And brave attendants near him when he wakes, Lord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my Would not the beggar then forget himself? hounds :

1 Hun. Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose. Brach Merriman, — the poor cur is emboss'd, 2 Hun. It would seem strange unto him when he And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd brach.

wak'd. Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good Lord. Even as a flattering dream, or worthless At the hedge corner, in the coldest fault?

fancy. I would not lose the dog for twenty pound. Then take him up, and manage well the jest :

And say,

And say,

Carry him gently to my fairest chamber,

Lord. Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery. And hang it round with all my wanton pictures : And give them friendly welcorne every one : Balm his foul head with warm distilled waters, Let them want nothing that my house affords. And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet :

(Exeunt Servant and Players, Procure me musick ready when he wakes,

Sirrah, go you to Bartholomew my page, To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound;

[To a Servant.
And if he chance to speak, be ready straight, And see him dress'd in all suits like a lady :
And, with a low submissive reverence,

That done, conduct him to the drunkard's chamber,
Say, What is it your honour will command ? And call him — madam, do him obeisance.
Let one attend him with a silver bason,

Tell him from me, (as he will win my love,)
Full of rose-water, and bestrew'd with flowers; He bear himself with honourable action,
Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper,

Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies
Will’t please your lordship cool your

Unto their lords, by them accomplished :

Such duty to the drunkard let him do, Some one be ready with a costly suit,

With soft low tongue, and lowly courtesy ; And ask him what apparel he will wear;

What is't your honour will command, Another tell him of his hounds and horse,

Wherein your lady, and your humble wife, And that his lady mourns at his disease :

May show her duty, and make known her love ? Persuade him, that he hath been lunatick;

And then – with kind embracements, tempting And, when he says he is -, say, that he dreams,

kisses, For he is nothing but a mighty lord.

And with declining head into his bosom, This do, and do it kindly, gentle sirs;

Bid him shed tears, as being overjoy'd It will be pastime passing excellent,

To see her noble lord restor'd to health, If it be husbanded with modesty.

Who, for twice seven years, hath esteemed him 1 Hun. My lord, I warrant you, we'll play our No better than a poor and loathsome beggar: part,

And if the boy hath not a woman's gift, As he shall think, by our true diligence,

To rain a shower of commanded tears, He is no less than what we say he is.

An onion will do well for such a shift; Lord. Take bim up gently, and to bed with him; Which in a napkin being close conveyed, And each one to his office, when he wakes.

Shall in despite enforce a watery eye. (Some bear out Sly. A trumpet sounds. See this despatch'd with all the haste thou canst; Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds : – Anon I'll give thee more instructions. [Erit Servant.

[Erit Servant Belike, some noble gentleman : that means,

I know, the boy will well usurp the grace,
Travelling some journey, to repose him here. Voice, gait, and action of a gentlewoman :

I long to hear him call the drunkard, husband ;
Re-enter a Servant.

And how my men will stay themselves from
How now ? who is it?

laughter, Serv.

An it please your honour, When they do homage to this simple peasarii, Players that offer service to your lordsbip.

I'll in to counsel them : baply, my presence
Lord. Bid them come near :

May well abate their over-merry spleen,
Enter Players.
Which otherwise would grow into extremes.

Now, fellows, you are welcome.
1 Play. We thank your honour.

SCENE II. - A Bedchamber in the Lord's House. Lord. Do you intend to stay with me to-night ? 2 Play. So please your lordship to accept our

Sly is discovered in a rich night-gown, with Attendduty.

ants; some with apparel, others with bason, ewer, Lord. With all my heart. - This fellow I re

and other appurtenances.

Enter LORD, dressed member,

like a servant. Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son ; - Sly. For God's sake, a pot of small ale. 'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman so well : 1 Serv. Will't please your lordship drink a cup of I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part

sack? Was aptly fitted, and naturally perform’d.

2 Scru. Will't please your honour taste of these 1 Play. I think, 'twas Soto that your honour

conserves ?

3 Serv. What raiment will your honour wear toLord. 'Tis very true; - thou didst it excellent. -

day? Well, you are come to me in happy time;

Sly. I am Christophero Sly; call not me — honour, The rather for I have some sport in hand,

nor lordship : I never drank sack in my life; and it Wherein your cunning can assist me much.

you give me any conserves, give me conserves of There is a lord will hear you play to-night :

beef : Ne'er ask me what raiment I'll wear : for I But I am doubtful of your modesties ;

have no more doublets than backs, no more stockLest, over-eying of his odd behaviour,

ings than legs, nor no more shoes than feet; nay, (For yet his honour never heard a play,

sometimes, more feet than shoes, or such shoes as You break into some merry passion,

my toes look through the overleather. And so offend him ; for I tell you, sirs,

Lord. Heaven cease this idle humour in your If you should smile, he grows impatient.

honour! 1 Play. Fear not, my lord; we can contain our- O, that a mighty man of such descent, selves,

Of such possessions, and so high esteem, Were he the veriest antick in the world.

Should be infused with so foul a spirit !

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