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The Taming of the Shrew

Act V, Scene 2

Padua. LUCENTIO'S house.
 
[Enter BAPTISTA, VINCENTIO, GREMIO, the Pedant, LUCENTIO, BIANCA, PETRUCHIO, KATHERINA, HORTENSIO, and Widow, TRANIO, BIONDELLO, and GRUMIO the Serving-men with Tranio bringing in a banquet]
 
LUCENTIO
           ,             ,         ,         ,        ,
      At last,| though long,| our jar|ring notes | agree.
            ,        ,         ,       ,         ,
      And time | it is | when rag|ing war | is done,
           ,       2    ,          ,      ,      ,
      To smile | at escapes | and per|ils ov|erblown;
           ,     x        ,        ,        ,
      My fair | Bianca | bid my | father | welcome,
            ,          ,           ,        ,         ,
      While I | with self-|same* kind|ness wel|come thine:
       ,            ,    2   ,        ,     ,
      Brother | Petruch|io, sis|ter Kath|erine,
            ,        ,   2    ,         ,       ,     ->
      And thou | Hortens|io with | thy lov|ing wid||ow:
        ,         2      ,         ,        ,        ,
      Feast | with the best,| and wel|come to | my house,
          ,        ,        ,          ,         ,
      My ban|quet is | to close | our stom|achs up
       ,            ,            ,       ,              ,
      After | our great | good cheer:| Pray you | sit down,
           ,        ,         ,         ,        ,
      For now | we sit | to chat | as well | as eat.
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,             ,         ,         ,         ,
      Nothing | but sit | and sit,| and eat | and eat.
 
BAPTISTA
       , 2        ,            ,         ,       ,     2 ->
      Padua | affords | this kind|ness, son | Petru||chio.
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,  3 3    ,      ,              ,         ,
      Pad|ua affords | nothing | but what | is kind.
 
HORTENSIO
            ,          ,         ,            ,           ,
      For both | our sakes | I would | that word | were true.
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,     2       ,       ,  2      ,          ,
      Now for my | life Hor|tensio | fears his | widow.
 
WIDOW
            ,       ,         ,      ,      ,
      Then nev|er trust | me if | I be | afeard.
 
PETRUCHIO
         2     ,      ,    ,       3   3      ,         ,
      You are ve|ry sens|ible,| and yet you miss | my sense:  ??
          ,        ,    ,     2    ,        ,
      I mean | Hortens|io | is afeard | of you.
 
WIDOW
       ,            ,        ,           ,             ,
      He that | is gid|dy thinks | the world | turns round.
 
PETRUCHIO
        ,           ,
      Roundly | replied.
 
KATHERINE
                         ,               ,          ,
                        Mistress,| how mean | you that?
 
WIDOW
           ,        ,         ,
      Thus I | conceive | by him.  \\
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,      T  T   T      ,        ,        ,
      Conceives | by me, how | likes Hor|tensi|o that?
 
HORTENSIO
          ,       ,      ,              ,           ,
      My wid|ow says,| thus she | conceives | her tale.
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,            ,         ,       2      ,          ,      ->
      Very | well* men|ded: Kiss | him for that,| good wid||ow.
 
KATHERINE
       ,       2    ,        ,           ,             ,
      He | that is gid|dy thinks | the world | turns^round.
          ,          ,         ,          ,          ,
      I pray | you tell | me what | you meant | by that.
 
WIDOW
            ,        ,       ,         ,        ,
      Your hus|band be|ing troub|led with | a shrew,
       ,          ,             ,            ,   ,
      Measures | my hus|band's sor|row by / his woe:
           ,          ,        ,        o
      And now | you know | my mea|ning.
 
KATHERINE
         ,     ,      ,       o
      A ve|ry mean | mea|ning.   (tetra with prev)
 
WIDOW
       ___    T   T   T
      Right,| I mean you.  \\
 
KATHERINE
          ,       ,         ,        ,        ,
      And I | am mean | indeed,| respec|ting you.
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,        __
      To her | Kate.
 
HORTENSIO
       ,        ,
      To her | widow.  (di with prev)
 
PETRUCHIO
         ,         ,          ,          ,          ,
      A hund|red marks,| my Kate | does put | her down.
 
HORTENSIO
              ,    ,
      That's my | office.  \\
 
PETRUCHIO
        T     T   .  T    ,     ,           ,
      Spoke like an of|ficer:| ha to | the lad.
 
[Drinks to HORTENSIO]
 
BAPTISTA
       T    T    T   2    ,       T     Tx     T
      How likes Grem|io these | quick-witted folks?
 
GREMIO
          ,         ,           ,       ,        ,
      Believe | me sir,| they butt | togeth|er well.
 
BIANCA
        ,           ,         ,        x      ,
      Head, and | butt and | has|ty-witted | body,
             ,           ,          ,           ,          ,
      Would say | your head | and butt | were head | and horn.
 
VINCENTIO
      ___    ,           ,      ,            ,     2
      Aye | mistress | bride, hath / that a|wakened you?
 
BIANCA
       ,      2        ,     2       ,                ,        ,
      Aye, but not | frighted me,| therefore | I'll sleep | again.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,                 ,    ,           ,       ,
      Nay that | you shall / not since | you have | begun:
            ,        ,       ,        ,        ,
      Have at | you for | a bit|ter jest | or two.
 
BIANCA
         ,          ,        ,         ,          ,
      Am I | your bird,| I mean | to shift | my bush,
            ,        ,        ,         ,          ,
      And then | pursue | me as | you draw | your bow.
       ,         ,        ___
      You are | welcome | all.  \\
 
[Exeunt BIANCA, KATHERINA, and WIDOW]
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,      2     ,             ,      ,        ,  2
      She hath pre|vented | me, here | Signior | Tranio.
             ,          ,            ,          ,         ,
      This bird | you aimed | at, though | you hit | her not,
        ,              ,         ,           ,           ,
      Therefore | a health | to all | that shot | and missed.
 
TRANIO
          ,       ,   2      ,          ,          ,     ,   ->
      Oh sir,| Lucen|tio slipped | me like | his grey||hound,
                ,        ,           ,          2     ,      2->
      Which | runs him|self, and | catches | for his mas||ter.
 
PETRUCHIO
          ,      ,    ,              ,         ,       2->
      A good | swift sim/ile,| but some|thing cur||rish.
 
TRANIO
             ,          ,         ,       ,          ,
      'Tis well | sir that | you hunt|ed for | yourself:
              ,             ,           ,         ,      ,
      'Tis thought | your deer | does hold | you at | a bay,
 
BAPTISTA
       T   T  .  T   2     ,   2   ,         ,
      Oh, oh Petruch|io, Tran|io hits | you now.
 
LUCENTIO
         ,           ,           ,           ,    ,
     I thank | thee for | that gird | good* Tran|io.
 
HORTENSIO
           ,         ,          ,        ,          ,
      Confess,| confess,| hath he | not hit | you here?
 
PETRUCHIO
          ,       ,         ,        ,        ,
      He has | a lit|tle galled | me I | confess:
           ,         ,           ,        ,         ,
      And as | the jest | did glance | away | from me,
            ,        ,          ,          ,         ,
      'Tis ten | to one | it maimed | you two | outright.
 
BAPTISTA
           ,          ,        ,        ,    ,
      Now^in | good* sad|ness son | Petruch|io,
          ,            ,         ,   2     ,         ,
      I think | thou hast | the ver|iest shrew | of all.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,        ,         ,         ,       ,        o ->
      Well, I | say no:| and there|fore for | assur||ance,
              ,          ,       ,         ,
      Let's^each | one^send | unto | his wife,
           ,           ,         ,      ,    ,
      And he | whose wife | is most | obed|ient,
           ,         ,           ,          ,         ,
      To come | at first | when he | doth send | for her,
             ,         ,       ,          ,         ,
      Shall win | the wag|er which | we will | propose.
 
HORTENSIO
           ,      ,           ,
      Content,| What's the | wager?
 
LUCENTIO
                                       T  T    T
                                     Twenty crowns.
 
PETRUCHIO
        ,        __
      Twenty | crowns, \\
            ,        ,     ,            ,         ,
      I'll vent|ure so | much of | my hawk | or hound,
            ,       ,          ,      ,         ,
      But twen|ty times | so much | upon | my wife.
 
LUCENTIO
         ,         ,
      A hund|red then.
 
HORTENSIO
                           ,
                      Content.
 
PETRUCHIO
                                   ,            ,
                               A match,| 'tis done.
 
HORTENSIO
       ,             ,
      Who shall | begin?
 
LUCENTIO
        T    T  T
      That will I.  (di with prev)
Go Biondello, bid your mistress come to me.
 
BIONDELLO
I go.
 
[Exit]
 
BAPTISTA
       T     T   T          ,       ,      ,
      Son, I'll be | your half,| Bian|ca comes.
 
LUCENTIO
             ,          ,            ,        ,        ,
      I'll have | no halves:| I'll bear | it all | myself.
 
[Enter BIONDELLO]
           ,           ,
      How now,| what news?
 
BIONDELLO
                            ,         ,           ,            ,
                           Sir, my | mistress | sends you || word
              ,        ,        2     ,        ,
      That | she is | busy,| and she can|not come.
 
PETRUCHIO
How? She's busy, and she cannot come: is that an answer?
 
GREMIO
       ,       2    ,         ,
      Aye,| and a kind | one^too:  \\
             ,          ,           ,         ,        ,
      Pray* God | sir your | wife^send | you not | a worse.
 
PETRUCHIO
          ,     ,
      I hope | better. \\
 
HORTENSIO
Sirrah Biondello, go and entreat my wife to come to me forthwith.
 
[Exit BIONDELLO]
 
PETRUCHIO
Oh ho, entreat her, nay then she must needs come.
 
HORTENSIO
         ,       ,          ,     T   T   T
      I am | afraid | sir, do | what you can
        ,           ,    2     ,               ,            ,
      Yours will | not be en|treated:| now, where's | my wife?
 
[Enter BIONDELLO]
 
BIONDELLO
            ,          ,           ,       ,         ,
      She says | you have | some good|ly jest | in hand,
            ,          ,          ,     T    T   .  T
      She will | not come:| she bids | you come to her.
 
PETRUCHIO
        ,           ,            T   T    T
      Worse and | worse, she | will not come:
      <-     ,        ,    ,       ,        ,       ,
        Oh vile,|| intol|era|ble, not | to be | endured:
       ,        ,    ,   ,              ,
      Sirrah | Grumi|o, go / to your | mistress,
       ,           ,          ,        ,   oo
      Say I | command | her come | to me.|
 
[Exit GRUMIO]
 
HORTENSIO
          ,         ,
      I know | her ans|wer.
 
PETRUCHIO
                             ,
                           What?
 
HORTENSIO
                                  ,         ___
                                 She will | not.
 
PETRUCHIO
            ,      ,         ,          ,         ,
      The foul|er for|tune mine,| and there | an end.
 
BAPTISTA
            ,       ,     ,      ,           ,  2
      Now* by | my hol|idame | here comes^|Katherine.
 
[Enter KATHERINE]
 
KATHERINE
        ,              ,           ,          ,         ,
      What is | your will | sir, that | you send | for me?
 
PETRUCHIO
        ,              ,        ,        ,    2     ,
      Where is | your sis|ter, and | Hortens|io's wife?
 
KATHERINE
            ,        ,        ,        ,        ,
      They sit | confer|ring by | the par|lor fire.
 
PETRUCHIO
           ,           ,        ,       2   ,        ,
      Go fetch | them hith|er, if | they deny | to come,
         ,               ,        ,      ,  2         ,
      Swinge me | them sound|ly forth | unto their | husbands:
         ,      ,          ,           ,         ,
      Away | I say,| and bring | them hith|er straight.
 
[Exit KATHERINE]
 
LUCENTIO
        ,    2     ,        ,         ,    2     ,
      Here is a | wonder,| if you | talk of a | wonder.
 
HORTENSIO
           ,       ,      ,        ,         ,
      And so | it is:| I wond|er what | it bodes.
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,        ,          ,            ,          ,         ,  ->
      Marry | peace it | bodes, and | love, and | quiet || life,
             ,        ,           ,       ,  2
      And | awful | rule, and | right su|premacy:
       ,    2       ,            ,              ,          ,
      And to be | short, what | not, that's | sweet and | happy.
 
BAPTISTA
       T    T   .  T           ,        ,    ,
      Now fair befall | thee good | Petruch|io;
           ,       ,          ,        ,         ,
      The wag|er thou | hast won,| and I | will add
         ,          ,        ,       ,          ,
      Unto | their los|ses twen|ty thous|and crowns;
        ,       ,   ,   2   ,         ,
      Anoth|er dow|ry to a|nother | daughter,
           ,          ,          ,         ,       ,
      For she | is changed | as she | had nev|er been.
 
PETRUCHIO
       ,             ,        ,      ,       ,
      Nay, I | will win | my wag|er bet|ter yet,
       .    T    T    T        ,      ,     ,
      And show more sign | of her | obed|ience,
            ,    ,    ,              ,     ,
      Her new-|built vir/tue and | obed|ience.
       ,                ,            ,           ,         ,
      See where | she comes,| and brings | your fro|ward wives
           ,    2    ,        ,     ,       ,        ->
      As pris|oners to | her wom|anly | persua||sion:
 
[Enter KATHARINE, with BIANCA and Widow]
        ,    3   3      ,         ,         ,          ,
      Kath|erine, that cap | of yours | becomes | you not,
       ,               ,         ,         ,       ,
      Off with | that baub|le, throw | it und|er-foot.
 
WIDOW
        ,            ,       ,        ,          ,
      Lord let | me nev|er have | a cause | to sigh,
           ,         ,           ,       ,       ,
      Till^I | be brought | to such | a sil|ly pass.
 
BIANCA
       ,            ,        ,      ,          ,
      Fie what | a fool|ish du|ty call | you this?
 
LUCENTIO
          ,           ,      ,        ,        ,
      I would | your du|ty were | as fool|ish too:
           ,     2     ,     ,       ,      ,
      The wis|dom of your | duty,| fair Bi|anca,
             ,      2   ,          ,            ,       ,
      Hath cost | me a hund|red crowns | since sup|pertime.
 
BIANCA
       .    T    T   T         ,     2    ,    ,
      The more fool you | for lay|ing on my | duty.
 
PETRUCHIO
Katherine I charge thee tell these headstrong women, what duty they do owe their lords and husbands.
 
WIDOW
Come, come, you're mocking: we will have no telling.
 
PETRUCHIO
Come on I say, and first begin with her.
 
WIDOW
She shall not.
 
PETRUCHIO
I say she shall, and first begin with her.
 
KATHERINE
       T    T    .  T           ,     2         ,    ,
      Fie, fie, unknit | that threa|tening un/kind brow,
       .    T   T    T         ,        ,            ,
      And dart not scorn|ful glan|ces from | those^eyes,
           ,           ,          ,         ,     ,
      To wound | thy lord,| thy king,| thy gov|ernor.
           ,           ,     2      ,          ,          ,
      It blots | thy beaut|y, as frosts | do bite | the meads,
            ,           ,         ,     T     T     T       ,  ->
      Confounds | thy fame,| as whirl|winds shake fair || buds,
         2      T   T    .   T        ,  2 ,
      And in | no sense is meet | or am|iable.
         ,       ,          ,        ,         ,       o
      A wom|an moved,| is like | a fount|ain troub|led,
       ,       T   T   T      ,         ,         ,
      Muddy,| ill-seeming,| thick, be|reft of | beauty, (hex with prev)
            ,       2    ,     ,        ,         ,
      And while | it is so,| none so | dry or | thirsty
             ,         ,         ,           ,        ,
      Will deign | to sip,| or touch | one drop | of it.
           ,    ,    2        ,           ,          ,
      Thy hus|band is thy | lord, thy | life, thy | keeper,
            ,          ,          ,           ,           ,
      Thy head,| thy sove|reign: one | that cares | for thee,
       ,     2        ,      ,          ,         ,
      And for thy | mainte|nance. Com|mits his | body
           ,       ,        ,        ,          ,
      To pain|ful lab|or, both | by sea | and land:
           ,           ,           ,          ,         ,
      To watch | the night | in storms,| the day | in cold,
               ,       2     ,         ,        ,          ,
      Whilst^thou | *liest warm | at home,| secure | and safe,
             ,         ,      ,        ,         ,
      And craves | no oth|er tri|bute at | thy hands,
            ,            ,           ,      ,     ,
      But love,| fair* looks,| and true | obed|ience;
           ,       ,        ,         ,         ,
      Too lit|tle pay|ment for | so great | a debt.
            ,     ,        ,         ,           ,
      Such du|ty as | the sub|ject^owes | the prince,
        ,      2     ,       ,       ,        ,
      Eene such a | woman | oweth | to her | husband:
            ,       2    ,          ,        ,         ,
      And when | she is fro|ward, peev|ish, sul|len, sour,
           ,      ,        ,        ,        ,
      And not | obed|ient to | his hon|est will,
        ,        ,     2      ,       ,         ,
      What is | she but a | foul con|tending | rebel,
            ,          ,       ,        ,        ,
      And grace|less trait|or to | her lov|ing lord?
      ,   2     ,           ,           ,    ,
      I am a|shamed that | women | are so | simple,
          ,      ,            ,             ,           ,
      To of|fer war,| where they | should kneel | for peace:
           ,          ,       ,     ,         ,
      Or seek | for rule,| supre|macy,| and sway,
             ,          ,          ,       ,           ,
      When they | are bound | to serve,| love, and | obey.
           ,         ,        ,          ,           ,
      Why are | our bod|ies soft,| and weak,| and smooth,
         ,         ,          ,       ,         ,
      Unapt | to toil | and troub|le in | the world,
            ,          ,        ,         ,           ,
      But that | our soft | condi|tions, and | our hearts,
               ,       ,          ,       ,        ,
      Should well | agree | with our | exter|nal parts?
               ,         ,        ,      ,       ,
      Come*, come,| you fro|ward and | una|ble worms,
           ,           ,        ,        ,         ,
      My mind | hath been | as big | as one | of yours,
           ,          ,          ,      ,       ,
      My heart | as great,| my reas|on hap|ly more,
          ,       ,          ,          ,           ,
      To ban|dy word | for word,| and frown | for frown;
           ,       ,         ,       ,           ,
      But now | I see | our lan|ces are | but straws:
              ,           ,          ,         ,         ,
      Our strength | as weak,| our weak|ness past | compare,
            ,      3  3     ,           ,    .  T    T    T
      That seem|ing to be most,| which we | indeed least are.
             ,           ,         ,        ,         ,
      Then vail | your stom|achs, for | it is | no* boot,
            ,            ,        ,          ,           ,
      And place | your hands | below | your hus|band's foot:
          ,      ,          ,      ,         ,
      In tok|en of | which du|ty, if | he please,
           ,        ,       ,        ,         ,
      My hand | is rea|dy, may | it do | him ease.
 
PETRUCHIO
             ,          ,           ,         ,         ,
      Why there's | a wench:| Come on,| and kiss | me Kate.
 
LUCENTIO
            ,         ,         ,          ,              x
      Well go | thy ways | old lad | for thou | shalt have it.
 
VINCENTIO
        ,        ,    ,               ,               ,
      'Tis a | good hear/ing when | children | are toward.
 
LUCENTIO
         2    ,      ,              ,      ,     ,
      But a harsh | hearing,| when wom|en are | froward.
 
PETRUCHIO
       __     __     ___        ,
      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,
           ,         ,              ,              ___
      And being | a winner,| God* give you | good night.
 
[Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHERINE]
 
HORTENSIO
           ,         ,        2       ,         ,       ,
      Now go | thy ways,| thou hast tamed | a curs|ed shrew.
 
LUCENTIO
          2   ,        ,          ,        2      ,     ,
      'Tis a wond|er, by | your leave,| she will be | tamed so.
 
[Exeunt]

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