You heedless joltheads and unmanner'd slaves! [Exeunt PETRUchio, Katharina, and CURTIS. Nath. (advancing). Peter, didst ever see the like? Re-enter CURTIS. Grum. Where is he? Curt. In her chamber, Making a sermon to her, And rails, and swears, and rates; that she, poor soul, Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak; And sits as one new risen from a dream. Away, away! for he is coming hither. Re-enter PETRUCHIO. Pet. Thus have I politickly begun my reign, And 'tis my hope to end successfully. I'll find about the making of the bed; And here I'll fling the pillow, there the bolster, To tame my wild hawk t Bate, flutter. Ay, and amid this hurly, I intend That all is done in reverend care of her: Now let him speak; 'tis charity to shew. SCENE, a Room in the same House. Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO. Gru. No, no; forsooth, I dare not, for my life. Beggars that come unto my father's door, If not, elsewhere they meet with charity : As who should say,—if I should sleep, or eat, Gru. What say you to a neat's foot? Kath. 'Tis passing good: I pr'ythee let me have it. How say you to a fat tripe, finely broiled? Kath. I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me Gru. I cannot tell; I fear, 'tis cholerick. What say you to a piece of beef and mustard? 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 anything thou wilt. Kath Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave, [Exit [Beats him. Sorrow on thee, and all the pack of you, Enter PETRUCHIO, with a dish of meat, and HORTENSIO Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all amort?* Kath. 'Faith, as cold as can be. Pet. Pluck up thy spirits; look cheerfully upon me. Here, love; thou see'st how diligent I am, To dress thy meat myself, and bring it thee. Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks; And so shall mine, before you touch the meat Kath. I thank you, sir. Hor. Signior Petruchio, fye! you are to blame! Come, Mistress Kate, I'll bear you company. [Sets the dish on a table. Pet. (aside to HORTENSIO). Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lov'st me. (Aloud to KATHARINA.) Much good do it unto thy gentle heart! And revel it as bravely as the best, With silken coats, and caps, and golden rings, Enter TAILOR Come, tailor, let us see these ornaments; Enter HABERDASHER Lay forth the gown.-What news with you, sir? Why, 'tis a cockle, or a walnutshell, Dead in spirit. A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap; Away with it; come, let me have a bigger, Kath. I'll have no bigger; this doth fit the time. And gentlewomen wear such caps as these. Pet. When you are gentle, you shall have one too, And not till then. Kath. Why, sir, I trust, I may have leave to speak; And speak I will; I am no child, no babe : Your betters have endured me say my mind; And, if you cannot, best you stop your ears. I love thee well, in that thou lik'st it not. Kath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap: And it I will have, or I will have none. Pet. Thy gown? why, ay:-come, tailor, let us see't O mercy, God! what masking stuff is here? What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon: What! up and down, carv'd like an apple-tart? Here's snip, and nip, and cut, and slish, and slash Like to a censer in a barber's shop: Why, what, o' devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this? Hor. I see, she's like to have neither cap nor gown. (Aside.) Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well, According to the fashion and the time. Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be remember'd, I did not bid you mar it to the time. Go, hop me over every kennel home, For you shall hop without my custom, sir; I'll none of it; hence, make your best of it. Kath. I never saw a better-fashioned gown, Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet of thee. Tai. She says, your worship means to make a puppet of her. Pet. O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread. Thou thimble, Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail, Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter cricket thou : Brav'd in mine own house with a skein of thread! Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant; Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard, As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou liv'st! Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor paid ;-(aside). Go, take it hence; be gone, and say no more. Hor. (aside). Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-morrow Take no unkindness of his hasty words; Away, I say; commend me to thy master. Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's, Even in these honest mean habiliments; Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor : And as the sun breaks through the darkest cloud, Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye? I will not go to-day; and ere I do, It shall be what o'clock Isay it is. Hor. Why, s! This gallant will command the sun. [Exit TAILOR [Exeunt SCENE.-A Public Road. Enter PETRUCHIo, Katharina, and HORTENSIO. Pet. Come on, o' God's name; once more toward our father's. Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon! Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moonlight now |