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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 fa|mish me?
       ,               ,       ,       ,          ,
      Beggars | that come | unto | my fa|ther's door,
        ,        ,       ,       ,         ,
5     Upon | entrea|ty have | a pre|sent alms;
          ,      ,                ,           ,    ,
      If not,| elsewhere | they meet | with char|ity:
          ,        ,       ,     ,           ,
      But I,| who ne|ver knew | how to | entreat,
           ,      ,        ,         ,         ,
      Nor ne|ver nee|ded that | I should | entreat,
            ,            ,     ,            ,         ,
      Am starved | for meat,| giddy | for lack | of sleep,
             ,          ,       ,           ,        ,
10    With oath | kept wa|king and | with braw|ling fed:
            ,             ,          ,          ,            ,
      And that | which spites | me more | than all | these wants,
           ,        ,       ,        ,         ,
      He does | it un|der name | of per|fect love;
          ,            ,       ,            ,         ,
      As who | should say,| if I | should sleep | or eat,
               ,       ,              ,   ,         ,
      'Twere dead|ly sick|ness or / else pre|sent death.
         ,        ,        ,         ,        ,
15    I pri|thee 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 pri|thee let | me have it.
 
GRUMIO
          ,        ,        ,     ,        ,
      I fear | it is | too cho|leric | a meat.
           ,     ,    2     T    T    T         ,
20    How say | you to a | fat tripe fine|ly broiled?
 
KATHERINE
          ,         ,          ,   2    ,         ,
      I like | it well:| good Gru|mio fetch | it me.
 
GRUMIO
         ,        ,        ,          ,     ,
      I can|not tell;| I fear | 'tis cho|leric.
            ,     ,    2      ,          ,         ,
      What say | you to a | piece of | beef and | mustard?
 
KATHERINE
          ,         ,        ,         ,      ,
      A dish | that I | do love | to feed | upon.
 
GRUMIO
       ,     2       ,            ,     ,       ,
25    Aye but the | mustard | is too | hot a | little.
 
KATHERINE
            ,          ,         ,         ,         ,
      Why then | the beef,| and let | the mus|tard rest.
 
GRUMIO
       ,         ,         ,      2          ,         ,
      Nay then | I will | not: you shall | have the | mustard,
           ,         ,         ,        ,    ,
      Or else | you get | no beef | of Gru|mio.
 
KATHERINE
             ,        ,       ,     ,            ,
      Then both | or one,| or a|nything | thou wilt.
 
GRUMIO
            ,         ,       o        ,          ,
30    Why then | the mus|tard   | without | the beef.
 
KATHERINE
          ,           ,           ,        ,        ,
      Go get | thee gone,| thou false | delu|ding slave,
 
[Beats him]
              ,          ,         ,      ,         ,
      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 mi|sery:
          ,           ,       ,
35    Go get | thee gone,| I say.  \\
 
[Enter PETRUCHIO and HORTENSIO with meat]
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,          ,           ,        ,       ,
      How fares | my Kate?| What swee|ting 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.
        ,                ,          ,     ,       ,
40    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 sor|ted to / no proof.
             ,       ,          ,
45    Here take | away | this dish.
 
KATHERINE
                                        ,        3   3     ,
                                    I pray | you, let it stand.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,       ,        ,       ,            ,
      The poor|est ser|vice is | repaid | with thanks;
           ,           ,        ,          ,           ,
      And so | shall mine,| before | you touch | the meat.
 
KATHERINE
       oo   oo   oo       ,           ,
          |    |    | I thank | you, sir.
 
HORTENSIO
       ,           ,    2    ,         ,         ,
50    Signior | Petru|chio, fie | you are | to blame.
        ,              ,           ,         ,     ,
      Come mis|tress Kate,| I'll bear | you com|pany.
 
PETRUCHIO [Aside]
       ,    2     ,        ,  2     ,          ,
      Eat it up^|all, Hor|tensio,| if thou | lovst me.
        T    T   Tx      ,          ,        ,
      Much good do it | unto | thy gen|tle heart:
        T   T  .  T         ,        ,       ,
      Kate eat apace:| and now | my hon|ey love,
        ,           ,     ,          ,          ,
55    Will we | return | unto | thy fa|ther's house
           ,      ,        ,       ,         ,
      And re|vel it | as brave|ly as | the best,
            ,        ,           ,         ,        ,
      With sil|ken coats | and caps | and gol|den rings,
             ,           ,          ,       ,            ,
      With ruffs | and cuffs,| and far|dingales,| and things;
              ,           ,         ,        ,          ,     ,
      With scarfs,| and fans,| and dou|ble change | of bra|very,
            ,       ,           ,          ,          ,     ,
60    With am|ber brace|lets, beads,| and all | this kna|very.  (hex with prev)
             ,           ,          ,        ,          ,       o
      What hast | thou dined?| The tai|lor stays | thy lei|sure,
           ,         ,      ,         ,          ,       o
      To deck | thy bo|dy with | his ruf|fling trea|sure.   (hex with prev)
        ,   ,                 ,           ,     ,
      Come tai/lor, let | us see | these or|naments;
       T    T    .    T           ,          ,         o
      Lay forth the gown.| What news | with you,| sir?
 
HABERDASHER
        ,            ,          ,        ,        ,
65    Here is | the cap | your wor|ship did | bespeak.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,         ,       ,      ,      ,
      Why this | was mol|ded on | a por|ringer;
         ,        ,     T    T     .    T         ,       ->
      A vel|vet dish:| fie, fie, 'tis^lewd | and fil||thy:
       ,        2    ,      ,      ,        ,
      Why | 'tis a coc|kle or | a wal|nut-shell,
           ,       ,        ,        ,       ,
      A knack,| a toy,| a trick,| a ba|by's cap:
         ,       2      ,     ,         ,       ,
70    Away | with it, come | let me | have a | bigger.
 
KATHERINE
             ,        ,         ,          ,          ,
      I'll have | no big|ger: this | doth fit | the time,
           ,      ,       ,           ,         ,
      And gen|tlewo|men wear | such caps | as these.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,         ,        ,            ,         ,
      When you | are gen|tle, you | shall have | one too,
           ,           ,
      And not | till then.
 
HORTENSIO [Aside]
                            ,              ,        ,
75                        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.
            ,            ,         ,      ,        ,
80    My tongue | will tell | the an|ger of | my heart,
           ,         ,         ,        ,          ,
      Or else | my heart | concea|ling it | will break,
           ,        ,         ,         ,         ,
      And ra|ther than | it shall,| I will | be free
      ,        2     ,      ,      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   ,      2   ,       ,
85    A cus|tard-cof|fin, a bau|ble, a sil|ken 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 tai/lor let | us see it.
         ,      ,          ,          ,          ,
90    O mer|cy God,| what mas|quing stuff | is here?
               ,         ,       ,          ,     ,
      What's this?| A sleeve?| 'Tis like | demi-|cannon:
            ,         ,       ,              ,       ,
      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         ,            ,
95    Why what a | devil's name tai|lor callst | thou this?
 
HORTENSIO [Aside]
         ,            ,         ,       2     ,          ,
      I see | she's like | to have | neither cap | nor gown.
 
TAILOR
           ,         ,        ,     ,         ,
      You bid | me make | it or|derly | and well,
         ,        ,        ,        ,          ,
      Accor|ding to | the fa|shion and | the time.
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,   2       ,          ,        ,     ,
      Marry and | did; but | if you | be re|membered,
         ,         ,         ,        ,         ,
100   I did | not bid | you mar | it to | the time.
          ,       ,      ,      ,        ,
      Go hop | me o|ver ev|ery ken|nel home,
           ,           ,         ,        ,        ,
      For you | shall hop | without | my cus|tom sir:
             ,        ,     ,                  ,        ,
      I'll none | of it:| hence, make | your best | of it.
 
KATHERINE
         ,      ,       ,        ,          ,
      I ne|ver saw | a bet|ter-fash|ioned gown,
              ,            ,         ,        2    ,     ,
105   More quaint,| more plea|sing, nor | more commen|dable:
          ,          ,         ,       ,     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 mon|strous ar|rogance:
             ,             ,             x
      Thou liest,| thou thread,| thou thimble,  (tri with prev)
             ,            ,          ,           ,         ,
      Thou yard | three-quar|ters, half-|yard, quar|ter, nail,
             ,          ,          ,        ,        ,
110   Thou flea,| thou nit,| thou win|ter-crick|et thou:
         ,              ,      ,              ,           ,
      Braved in | mine^own | house with | a skein | of thread?
         ,         ,           ,     ,         ,     ,  ->
      Away | thou rag,| thou quan|tity,| thou rem||nant,
       ,              T  .   T    T        2      ,
      Or / I shall | so be-mete thee | with thy yard
           ,            ,         ,          ,            ,
      As thou | shalt think | on pra|ting whilst | thou livst:
          ,          ,          ,            ,           ,
115   I tell | thee aye,| that thou | hast marred | her gown.
 
TAILOR
            ,        ,        ,           ,         ,
      Your wor|ship is | deceived;| the gown | is made
        ,           ,       ,       ,
      Just as | my mas|ter had | direc|tion:
      <- ,     ,         ,      ,          ,          ,
        Gru||mio | gave^or|der how | it should | be done.
 
GRUMIO
          ,         ,    ,          ,       2      ,
      I gave | him no | order;| I gave | him the stuff.
 
TAILOR
           ,         ,        ,          ,          ,
120   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 ma|ny 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->
125            The note | lies in his | throat, if | he say || I said | so.
 
TAILOR [Reads]
         ,             ,    ,        ,
      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 [Reads]
                 ,    ,           ,
      With a / small com|passed cape.
 
GRUMIO
                                       2     ,          ,
                                      I confess | the cape.
 
TAILOR [Reads]
                 ,      ,
      With a / trunk sleeve.
 
GRUMIO
                                    ,   ,      ___
130                         I con/fess two | sleeves.
 
TAILOR [Reads]
             ,       ,   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: an 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
           ,        ,      ,        ,         ,
135   Go take | it up | unto | thy mas|ter'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
        O sir,|| the conceit | is dee|per than | you think | for:
            ,       ,           ,      2     ,         ,
      Take^up | my mis|tress' gown | to his mas|ter's use.
          ,    ___   ___   oo
      Oh fie,| fie,| fie.|
 
PETRUCHIO  [Aside]
      <-    ,    2    ,           ,     ,         ,        __
140     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        ,
145   Well* come | my Kate;| we will | unto your | father's
      ,           ,      ,         ,      ,   2
      Even | in these | honest | mean ha|biliments:
           ,        ,          ,          ,          ,
      Our pur|ses 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 dar|kest clouds,
          ,      ,        ,         ,        x
150   So hon|or pee|reth in | the mean|est habit.
            ,        ,          ,          ,          ,
      What is | the jay | more pre|cious than | the lark?
          ,          ,                ,    ,     ,
      Because | his fea|thers are / more beau|tiful.
          ,        ,      ,        ,         ,
      Or is | the ad|der bet|ter than | the eel,
          ,           ,        ,         ,          ,
      Because | his pain|ted skin | contents | the eye.
          ,          ,     ,         ,               ,
155   Oh no | good Kate;| neither | art thou | the worse
                   ,   ,      ,          ,       ,
      For this / poor fur|niture | and mean | array.
           ,         ,           ,      ,           ,
      If thou | accountst | it shame,| lay it | on me,
            ,         ,        ,          ,            ,
      And there|fore fro|lic: we | will hence | forthwith,
           ,           ,         ,        ,          ,
      To feast | and sport | us at | thy fa|ther's house.
           ,        ,         ,          ,        ,
160   Go call | my men,| and let | us straight | to him;
            ,          ,        x      T    T   T
      And bring | our hor|ses unto | Long-lane end;
        ,               ,          ,         ,         ,
      There will | we mount,| and thi|ther walk | on foot,
             ,        ,           ,          ,    2    ,
      Let's see,| I think | 'tis now | some se|ven o'clock,
            ,               ,    ,         ,        ,
      And well | we may / come there | by din|ner-time.
 
KATHERINE
          ,        ,         ,          ,       ,
165   I dare | assure | you sir,| 'tis al|most two;
             ,         ,        ,                ,    ,
      And 'twill | be sup|per-time | ere you / come there.
 
PETRUCHIO
           ,         ,      ,       ,        ,
      It shall | be se|ven 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:
          ,         ,      ,         ,       ,
170   I will | not go | today;| and ere | I do,
           ,          ,        ,        ,        ,
      It shall | be what | o'clock | I say | it is.
 
HORTENSIO [Aside]
           ,         ,         ,         ,         ,
      Why so | this gal|lant will | command | the sun.
 
[Exeunt]

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