Prescanned Shakespeare.com
presented by Acoustic Learning


The Taming of the Shrew

Act IV, Scene 3

A room in PETRUCHIO'S house.
 
[Enter KATHERINA and GRUMIO]
 
GRUMIO
       ,            ,         ,     ,             ,
      No, no | forsooth | I dare | not for | my life.
 
KATHERINE
            ,         ,           ,          ,         ,
      The more | my wrong,| the more | his spite | appears.
        ,             ,      ,       ,       ,
      What, did | he mar|ry me | to fam|ish me?
       ,               ,       ,       ,          ,
      Beggars | that come | unto | my fath|er's door,
        ,        ,       ,       ,         ,
      Upon | entrea|ty have | a pres|ent alms,
          ,      ,                ,           ,    ,
      If not,| elsewhere | they meet | with char|ity:
          ,        ,       ,     ,           ,
      But I,| who nev|er knew | how to | entreat,
           ,       ,       ,         ,         ,
      Nor nev|er need|ed that | I should | entreat,
            ,            ,     ,            ,         ,
      Am starved | for meat,| giddy | for lack | of sleep:
             ,          ,        ,           ,        ,
      With oath | kept wak|ing, and | with brawl|ing fed,
            ,             ,          ,          ,            ,
      And that | which spites | me more | than all | these wants,
           ,        ,       ,        ,         ,
      He does | it und|er name | of per|fect love:
          ,            ,       ,            ,         ,
      As who | should say,| if I | should sleep | or eat
               ,       ,               ,   ,         ,
      'Twere dead|ly sick|ness, or / else pres|ent death:
          ,       ,        ,         ,        ,
      I prith|ee go,| and get | me some | repast,
          ,          ,        ,        ,          ,
      I care | not what,| so it | be whole|some food.
 
GRUMIO
        T   T   T     ,      ___      __
      What say you | to a | neat's | foot?
 
KATHERINE
            ,         ,       ,        ,           x
      'Tis pas|sing good,| I prith|ee let | me have it.
 
GRUMIO
          ,        ,         ,     ,       ,
      I fear | it is | too chol|eric | a meat.
           ,     ,    2     T    T    T         ,
      How say | you to a | fat tripe fine|ly broiled?
 
KATHERINE
          ,         ,          ,   2    ,         ,
      I like | it well,| good Grum|io fetch | it me.
 
GRUMIO
         ,        ,        ,          ,     ,
      I can|not tell,| I fear | 'tis chol|eric.
            ,     ,    2      ,          ,         ,
      What say | you to a | piece of | beef and | mustard?
 
KATHERINE
          ,         ,        ,         ,      ,
      A dish | that I | do love | to feed | upon.
 
GRUMIO
       ,      2       ,            ,     ,       ,
      Aye, but the | mustard | is too | hot a | little.
 
KATHERINE
            ,          ,         ,          ,        ,
      Why then | the beef,| and let | the must|ard rest.
 
GRUMIO
       ,         ,         ,      2          ,         ,
      Nay then | I will | not, you shall | have the | mustard,
           ,         ,         ,        ,    ,
      Or else | you get | no beef | of Grum|io.
 
KATHERINE
             ,        ,       ,     ,            ,
      Then both | or one,| or an|ything | thou wilt.
 
GRUMIO
            ,         ,       o        ,          ,
      Why then | the mus|tard   | without | the beef.
 
KATHERINE
          ,           ,           ,        ,        ,
      Go get | thee gone,| thou false | delud|ing slave,
              ,          ,         ,      ,         ,
      That feedst | me with | the ve|ry name | of meat.
       ,            ,         ,          ,         ,
      Sorrow | on thee,| and all | the pack | of you,
            ,         ,      ,        ,    ,
      That tri|umph thus | upon | my mis|ery:
          ,           ,       ,
      Go get | thee gone,| I say.  \\
 
[Enter PETRUCHIO and HORTENSIO with meat]
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,          ,           ,        ,       ,
      How fares | my Kate,| What sweet|ing all | amort?
 
HORTENSIO
       ,                ,
      Mistress,| what cheer?
 
KATHERINE
                              ,          ,            ,
                            Faith as | cold as | can be.
 
PETRUCHIO
        ,     2         x              ,       ,    ,
      Pluck up thy | spirits, look | cheerful|ly u|pon me.
        ,                ,          ,     ,       ,
      Here love,| thou seest | how dil|igent | I am,
           ,           ,        ,          ,          ,
      To dress | thy meat | myself,| and bring | it thee.
       2     ,             ,           ,        ,         ,
      I am sure | sweet* Kate,| this kind|ness mer|its thanks.
        ,             ,     ,                ,         ,
      What, not | a word?| Nay then,| thou lovst | it not:
           ,         ,          ,          ,   ,
      And all | my pains | is sort|ed to / no proof.
             ,       ,          ,
      Here take | away | this dish.
 
KATHERINE
                                        ,       3   3     ,
                                    I pray | you let it stand.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,       ,        ,       ,            ,
      The poor|est serv|ice is | repaid | with thanks,
           ,           ,        ,          ,           ,
      And so | shall mine,| before | you touch | the meat.
 
KATHERINE
               ,           ,
       \\  I thank | you, sir.
 
HORTENSIO
       ,            ,    2   ,         ,         ,
      Signior | Petruch|io, fie | you are | to blame:
             ,         ,           ,         ,     ,
      Come^mist|ress Kate,| I'll bear | you comp|any.
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,    2     ,       ,  2     ,          ,
      Eat it up^|all Hor|tensio,| if thou | lovst me:
        T    T   Tx      ,          ,        ,
      Much good do it | unto | thy gent|le heart:
        T   T  .  T         ,        ,       ,
      Kate eat apace:| and now | my hon|ey love,
        ,           ,     ,          ,          ,
      Will we | return | unto | thy fath|er's house,
           ,      ,        ,       ,         ,
      And rev|el it | as brave|ly as | the best,
             ,       ,           ,         ,        ,
      With silk|en coats | and caps,| and gold|en rings,
             ,           ,          ,       ,            ,
      With ruffs | and cuffs,| and fard|ingales,| and things:
              ,           ,         ,        ,           ,    ,
      With scarfs,| and fans,| and doub|le change | of brav|ery,
            ,       ,           ,          ,           ,    ,
      With amb|er brace|lets, beads,| and all | this knav|ery.  (hex with prev)
             ,           ,           ,       ,          ,       o
      What hast | thou dined?| The tail|or stays | thy leis|ure,
           ,         ,      ,         ,          ,       o
      To deck | thy bo|dy with | his ruf|fling treas|ure.   (hex with prev)
        ,    ,                ,           ,     ,
      Come tail/or, let | us see | these orn|aments.
       T    T    .    T           ,          ,         o
      Lay forth the gown.| What news | with you | sir?
 
HABERDASHER
        ,            ,           ,       ,        ,
      Here is | the cap | your worsh|ip did | bespeak.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,          ,      ,      ,      ,
      Why this | was mold|ed on | a por|ringer,
         ,        ,     T    T     .    T         ,       ->
      A vel|vet dish:| fie, fie, 'tis^lewd | and filth||y,
       ,        2    ,      ,      ,        ,
      Why | 'tis a cock|le or | a wal|nut-shell,
           ,       ,        ,        ,       ,
      A knack,| a toy,| a trick,| a ba|by's cap:
         ,       2      ,     ,         ,       ,
      Away | with it, come | let me | have a | bigger.
 
KATHERINE
             ,        ,         ,          ,          ,
      I'll have | no big|ger, this | doth fit | the time,
            ,     ,       ,           ,         ,
      And gent|lewom|en wear | such caps | as these.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,         ,        ,            ,         ,
      When you | are gent|le, you | shall have | one too,
           ,           ,
      And not | till then.
 
HORTENSIO
                            ,          ,            ,
                          That will | not be | in haste.
 
KATHERINE
           ,        ,        ,           ,          ,
      Why sir | I trust | I may | have leave | to speak,
            ,         ,       ,        ,          ,
      And speak | I will.| I am | no child,| no babe,
            ,         ,        ,         ,         ,
      Your bet|ters have | endured | me say | my mind,
           ,            ,     ,          ,           ,
      And if | you can/not, best | you stop | your ears.
            ,            ,         ,      ,        ,
      My tongue | will tell | the ang|er of | my heart,
           ,         ,         ,        ,          ,
      Or else | my heart | conceal|ing it | will break,
           ,        ,         ,         ,         ,
      And rath|er than | it shall,| I will | be free,
        x            ,      ,      2     ,          ,
      Even to | the ut|termost | as I please | in words.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,      T     T    T     2   ,       ,
      Why thou | sayst true, it | is a pal|try cap,
          ,       ,      2     x         ,      ,
      A cust|ard-cof|fin, a bauble,| a silk|en pie,
          ,           ,         ,           ,         ,
      I love | thee well | in that | thou likst | it not.
 
KATHERINE
        ,            ,        ,        ,         ,
      Love me | or love | me not,| I like | the cap,
           ,       ,      ,        ,               ,
      And it | I will | have, or | I will | have none.
 
[Exit Haberdasher]
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,         ,      ,    ,                 x
      Thy gown,| why aye:| come tail/or let | us see it.
          ,      ,           ,        ,          ,
      Oh mer|cy God,| what mask|ing stuff | is here?
               ,         ,       ,          ,     ,
      What's this?| A sleeve?| 'Tis like | demi-|cannon,
        T    T  .    T       T     T   .  T       ,
      What, up and down | carved like an ap|ple tart?
               ,         ,         ,          ,           ,
      Here's snip,| and nip,| and cut,| and slish | and slash,
        ,          ,       ,      ,          ,
      Like to | a cen|ser in | a bar|ber's shop:
       ,      2      Tx      T   T         ,            ,
      Why what a | devil's name tail|or callst | thou this?
 
HORTENSIO
         ,            ,         ,        2     ,          ,
      I see | she's like | to have | *neither cap | nor gown.
 
TAILOR
           ,         ,        ,     ,         ,
      You bid | me make | it ord|erly | and well,
         ,        ,        ,         ,          ,
      Accord|ing to | the fash|ion, and | the time.
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,   2       ,          ,        ,     ,
      Marry and | did: but | if you | be re|membered,
         ,         ,         ,        ,         ,
      I did | not bid | you mar | it to | the time.
          ,        ,     ,      ,        ,
      Go hop | me ov|er eve|ry ken|nel home,
           ,           ,         ,         ,      ,
      For you | shall hop | without | my cust|om sir:
             ,              ,      ,           ,        ,
      I'll none | of it;/ hence, make | your best | of it.
 
KATHERINE
         ,      ,       ,        ,          ,
      I nev|er saw | a bet|ter-fash|ioned gown,
              ,            ,         ,      ,        ,   2
      More quaint,| more pleas|ing, nor | more com|mendable:
          ,          ,         ,       ,     2    ,
      Belike | you mean | to make | a pup|pet of me.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,         ,          ,       ,     2     ,
      Why true,| he means | to make | a pup|pet of thee.
 
TAILOR
She says your worship means to make a puppet of her.
 
PETRUCHIO
         ,          ,      ,
      O monst|rous ar|rogance:
             ,             ,             x
      Thou liest,| thou thread,| thou thimble,  (tri with prev)
             ,             ,          ,           ,         ,
      Thou yard | three* quart|ers, half-|yard, quart|er, nail,
             ,          ,          ,        ,        ,
      Thou flea,| thou nit,| thou wint|er-crick|et thou:
         ,              ,      ,              ,           ,
      Braved in | mine^own | house with | a skein | of thread:
         ,         ,           ,     2    ,     ,
      Away | thou rag,| thou quant|ity, thou | remnant,
         ,          ,        ,           ,          ,
      Or I | shall so | be-mete | thee with | thy yard,
           ,            ,         ,          ,            ,
      As thou | shalt think | on prat|ing whilst | thou livst:
          ,          ,           ,            ,           ,
      I tell | thee aye,| that thou | hast marred | her gown.
 
TAILOR
             ,       ,        ,           ,         ,
      Your worsh|ip is | deceived,| the gown | is made
        ,           ,       ,       ,     ,
      Just as | my mast|er had | direc|tion:
       ,  2          ,      ,          ,          ,
      Grumio | gave^ord|er how | it should | be done.
 
GRUMIO
          ,         ,    ,          ,       2      ,
      I gave | him no | order,| I gave | him the stuff.
 
TAILOR
           ,         ,        ,          ,          ,
      But how | did you | desire | it should | be made?
 
GRUMIO
       ,       ,           ,             ,     oo
      Marry | sir with | needle | and thread.|
 
TAILOR
           ,         ,        ,          ,        ,
      But did | you not | request | to have | it cut?
 
GRUMIO
        ,          ,       ,        ,
      Thou hast | faced | many | things.
 
TAILOR
                                            __
                                         I have.
 
GRUMIO
Face not me: thou hast braved many men; brave not me; I will neither be faced nor braved. I say unto thee, I bid thy master cut out the gown, but I did not bid him cut it to pieces. Ergo thou liest.
 
TAILOR
            ,      2      ,      2      ,     2    ,     ,
      Why here | is the note | of the fash|ion to tes|tify.
 
PETRUCHIO
        ,
      Read it.
 
GRUMIO
                     ,      ,    2         ,            ,         ,      2->
               The note | lies in his | throat if | he say || I said | so.
 
TAILOR
         ,             ,    ,        ,
      Impri|mis, a / loose-bod|ied gown.
 
GRUMIO
Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said a gown.
 
PETRUCHIO
Proceed.
 
TAILOR
                 ,     ,          ,
      With a / small comp|assed cape.
 
GRUMIO
                                       2     ,          ,
                                      I confess | the cape.
 
TAILOR
                 ,      ,
      With a / trunk sleeve.
 
GRUMIO
                                    ,   ,      ___
                            I con/fess two | sleeves.
 
TAILOR
             ,       ,   2       ,
      The sleeves | curiously | cut.
 
PETRUCHIO
                                              ,           ,   2
                                     Aye | there's the | villainy.
 
GRUMIO
Error in the bill sir, error in the bill? I commanded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed up again, and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble.
 
TAILOR
This is true that I say, and I had thee in place where thou shouldst know it.
 
GRUMIO
I am for thee straight: take thou the bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me.
 
HORTENSIO
God-a-mercy Grumio, then he shall have no odds.
 
PETRUCHIO
        ,             ,           ,        ,         ,
      Well sir | in brief | the gown | is not | for me.
 
GRUMIO
           ,      2      ,      ,           ,        ,
      You are | in the right | sir, 'tis | for my | mistress.
 
PETRUCHIO
           ,        ,      ,        ,         ,
      Go take | it up | unto | thy mast|er's use.
 
GRUMIO
Villain, not for thy life: take up my mistress' gown for thy master's use.
 
PETRUCHIO
           ,      ,                ,         ,
      Why sir,| what's your | conceit | in that?
 
GRUMIO
      <-    ,       2     ,          ,       ,          ,           o
        Oh sir,|| the conceit | is deep|er than | you think | for,
            ,       ,           ,      2     ,         ,
      Take^up | my mist|ress' gown | to his mast|er's use.
          ,    ___   ___   oo
      Oh fie,| fie,| fie.|
 
PETRUCHIO
      <-    ,    2    ,           ,     ,         ,        __
        Horten||sio, say | thou wilt | see the | tailor | paid:
           ,         ,          ,         ,         ,
      Go take | it hence,| be gone,| and say | no more.
 
HORTENSIO
       ,             ,      ,     2        ,      ,
      Tailor,| I'll pay | thee for thy | gown to|morrow,
        ,           ,        ,        ,       ,
      Take no | unkind|ness of | his has|ty words:
         ,      ,         ,     ,   2       ,
      Away | I say,| commend | me to thy | master.
 
[Exit TAILOR]
 
PETRUCHIO
              ,         ,         ,     ,  2        ,
      Well, come | my Kate;| we will | unto your | father's,
      ,           ,      ,         ,      ,   2
      Even | in these | honest | mean ha|biliments:
            ,       ,          ,          ,          ,
      Our purs|es shall | be proud,| our gar|ments poor:
            ,          ,           ,          ,      ,
      For 'tis | the mind | that makes | the bo|dy rich.
           ,    .   T     T      T            ,         ,
      And as | the sun breaks through | the dark|est clouds,
          ,       ,       ,         ,        x
      So hon|or peer|eth in | the mean|est habit.
        ,            ,          ,          ,          ,
      What is | the jay | more pre|cious than | the lark?
          ,           ,               ,    ,     ,
      Because | his feath|ers are / more beaut|iful.
          ,        ,      ,        ,         ,
      Or is | the ad|der bet|ter than | the eel,
          ,           ,        ,         ,          ,
      Because | his paint|ed skin | contents | the eye.
          ,          ,     ,              ,          ,
      Oh no | good^Kate:| neither | art thou | the worse
                   ,    ,     ,          ,       ,
      For this / poor furn|iture,| and mean | array.
           ,         ,           ,      ,           ,
      If thou | accountst | it shame,| lay it | on me,
            ,          ,       ,          ,            ,
      And there|fore frol|ic, we | will hence | forthwith,
           ,           ,         ,         ,         ,
      To feast | and sport | us at | thy fath|er's house,
           ,        ,         ,          ,        ,
      Go call | my men,| and let | us straight | to him,
            ,           ,       x      T    T   T
      And bring | our hors|es unto | Long-lane end,
        ,               ,           ,        ,         ,
      There will | we mount,| and thith|er walk | on foot,
             ,        ,           ,           x         ,
      Let's see,| I think | 'tis now | some seven | o'clock,
            ,               ,    ,         ,       ,
      And well | we may / come there | by din|nertime.
 
KATHERINE
          ,        ,         ,          ,       ,
      I dare | assure | you sir,| 'tis al|most two,
             ,         ,       ,                ,    ,
      And 'twill | be sup|pertime | ere you / come there.
 
PETRUCHIO
           ,         ,      ,       ,        ,
      It shall | be sev|en ere | I go | to horse:
        ,             ,         ,        ,         ,
      Look what | I speak,| or do,| or think | to do,
         2      ,       ,              ,     ,          ,
      You are still | crossing | it, sirs | let it | alone:
          ,         ,      ,         ,       ,
      I will | not go | today;| and ere | I do,
           ,          ,        ,        ,        ,
      It shall | be what | o'clock | I say | it is.
 
HORTENSIO
           ,         ,         ,         ,         ,
      Why so | this gal|lant will | command | the sun.
 
[Exeunt]

← Previous Scene | Next Scene →


Home