Chapter III: Act II

SCENE I. _Padua_. _A room in_ BAPTISTA'S _house_.

_Enter_ KATHARINA _and_ BIANCA.

_Bian._ Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong yourself,
To make a bondmaid and a slave of me;
That I disdain: but for these other gawds,
Unbind my hands, I 'll pull them off myself,
Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat; 5
Or what you will command me will I do,
So well I know my duty to my elders.

_Kath._ Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell
Whom thou lovest best: see thou dissemble not.

_Bian._ Believe me, sister, of all the men alive 10
I never yet beheld that special face
Which I could fancy more than any other.

_Kath._ Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hortensio?

_Bian._ If you affect him, sister, here I swear
I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him. 15

_Kath._ O then, belike, you fancy riches more:
You will have Gremio to keep you fair.

_Bian._ Is it for him you do envy me so?
Nay then you jest, and now I well perceive
You have but jested with me all this while: 20
I prithee, sister Kate, untie my hands.

_Kath._ If that be jest, then all the rest was so.
[_Strikes her._

_Enter_ BAPTISTA.

_Bap._ Why, how now, dame! whence grows this insolence?
Bianca, stand aside. Poor girl! she weeps.
Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her. 25
For shame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit,
Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee?
When did she cross thee with a bitter word?

_Kath._ Her silence flouts me, and I'll be revenged.
[_Flies after Bianca._

_Bap._ What, in my sight? Bianca, get thee in. 30
[_Exit Bianca._

_Kath._ What, will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see
She is your treasure, she must have a husband;
I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day
And for your love to her lead apes in hell.
Talk not to me: I will go sit and weep 35
Till I can find occasion of revenge. [_Exit._

_Bap._ Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I?
But who comes here?

_Enter_ GREMIO, LUCENTIO _in the habit of a mean man_; PETRUCHIO, _with_ HORTENSIO _as a musician_; _and_ TRANIO, _with_ BIONDELLO _bearing a lute and books_.

_Gre._ Good morrow, neighbour Baptista.

_Bap._ Good morrow, neighbour Gremio. God save you, 40
gentlemen!

_Pet._ And you, good sir! Pray, have you not a daughter
Call'd Katharina, fair and virtuous?

_Bap._ I have a daughter, sir, called Katharina.

_Gre._ You are too blunt: go to it orderly. 45

_Pet._ You wrong me, Signior Gremio: give me leave.
I am a gentleman of Verona, sir,
That, hearing of her beauty and her wit,
Her affability and bashful modesty,
Her wondrous qualities and mild behaviour, 50
Am bold to show myself a forward guest
Within your house, to make mine eye the witness
Of that report which I so oft have heard.
And, for an entrance to my entertainment,
I do present you with a man of mine, 55
[_Presenting Hortensio._
Cunning in music and the mathematics,
To instruct her fully in those sciences,
Whereof I know she is not ignorant:
Accept of him, or else you do me wrong:
His name is Licio, born in Mantua. 60

_Bap._ You're welcome, sir; and he, for your good sake.
But for my daughter Katharine, this I know,
She is not for your turn, the more my grief.

_Pet._ I see you do not mean to part with her,
Or else you like not of my company. 65

_Bap._ Mistake me not; I speak but as I find.
Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name?

_Pet._ Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son,
A man well known throughout all Italy.

_Bap._ I know him well: you are welcome for his sake. 70

_Gre._ Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray,
Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too:
Baccare! you are marvellous forward.

_Pet._ O, pardon me, Signior Gremio; I would fain be doing.

_Gre._ I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your wooing. 75
Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of it. To
express the like kindness, myself, that have been more
kindly beholding to you than any, freely give unto you
this young scholar [_presenting Lucentio_], that hath been
long studying at Rheims; as cunning in Greek, Latin, and 80
other languages, as the other in music and mathematics:
his name is Cambio; pray, accept his service.

_Bap._ A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio. Welcome,
good Cambio. But, gentle sir [_to Tranio_], methinks you
walk like a stranger: may I be so bold to know the cause 85
of your coming?

_Tra._ Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own;
That, being a stranger in this city here,
Do make myself a suitor to your daughter,
Unto Bianca, fair and virtuous. 90
Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me,
In the preferment of the eldest sister.
This liberty is all that I request,
That, upon knowledge of my parentage,
I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo 95
And free access and favour as the rest:
And, toward the education of your daughters,
I here bestow a simple instrument,
And this small packet of Greek and Latin books:
If you accept them, then their worth is great. 100

_Bap._ Lucentio is your name; of whence, I pray?

_Tra._ Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio.

_Bap._ A mighty man of Pisa; by report
I know him well: you are very welcome, sir.
Take you the lute, and you the set of books; 105
You shall go see your pupils presently.
Holla, within!

_Enter a_ Servant.

Sirrah, lead these gentlemen
To my daughters; and tell them both,
These are their tutors: bid them use them well.
[_Exit Servant, with Luc. and Hor., Bio. following._
We will go walk a little in the orchard, 110
And then to dinner. You are passing welcome,
And so I pray you all to think yourselves.

_Pet._ Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste,
And every day I cannot come to woo.
You knew my father well, and in him me, 115
Left solely heir to all his lands and goods,
Which I have better'd rather than decreased:
Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love,
What dowry shall I have with her to wife?

_Bap._ After my death the one half of my lands, 120
And in possession twenty thousand crowns.

_Pet._ And, for that dowry, I 'll assure her of
Her widowhood, be it that she survive me,
In all my lands and leases whatsoever:
Let specialties be therefore drawn between us, 125
That covenants may be kept on either hand.

_Bap._ Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd,
That is, her love; for that is all in all.

_Pet._ Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father,
I am as peremptory as she proud-minded; 130
And where two raging fires meet together
They do consume the thing that feeds their fury:
Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all:
So I to her and so she yields to me; 135
For I am rough and woo not like a babe.

_Bap._ Well mayst thou woo, and happy be thy speed!
But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words.

_Pet._ Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds,
That shake not, though they blow perpetually. 140

_Re-enter_ HORTENSIO, _with his head broke_.

_Bap._ How now, my friend! why dost thou look so pale?

_Hor._ For fear, I promise you, if I look pale.

_Bap._ What, will my daughter prove a good musician?

_Hor._ I think she'll sooner prove a soldier:
Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. 145

_Bap._ Why, then thou canst not break her to the lute?

_Hor._ Why, no; for she hath broke the lute to me.
I did but tell her she mistook her frets,
And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering;
When, with a most impatient devilish spirit, 150
'Frets, call you these?' quoth she; 'I'll fume with them:'
And, with that word, she struck me on the head,
And through the instrument my pate made way;
And there I stood amazed for a while,
As on a pillory, looking through the lute; 155
While she did call me rascal fiddler
And twangling Jack; with twenty such vile terms,
As had she studied to misuse me so.

_Pet._ Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench;
I love her ten times more than e'er I did: 160
O, how I long to have some chat with her!

_Bap._ Well, go with me and be not so discomfited:
Proceed in practice with my younger daughter;
She's apt to learn and thankful for good turns.
Signior Petruchio, will you go with us, 165
Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you?

_Pet._ I pray you do; I will attend her here,
[_Exeunt Baptista, Gremio, Tranio, and Hortensio._
And woo her with some spirit when she comes.
Say that she rail; why then I'll tell her plain
She sings as sweetly as a nightingale: 170
Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as clear
As morning roses newly wash'd with dew:
Say she be mute and will not speak a word;
Then I'll commend her volubility,
And say she uttereth piercing eloquence: 175
If she do bid me pack, I'll give her thanks,
As though she bid me stay by her a week:
If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day
When I shall ask the banns, and when be married.
But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak. 180

_Enter_ KATHARINA.

Good morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear.

_Kath._ Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing:
They call me Katharine that do talk of me.

_Pet._ You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate,
And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst; 185
But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom,
Kate of Kate-Hall, my super-dainty Kate,
For dainties are all Kates, and therefore, Kate,
Take this of me, Kate of my consolation;
Hearing thy mildness praised in every town, 190
Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded,
Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs,
Myself am moved to woo thee for my wife.

_Kath._ Moved! in good time: let him that moved you hither
Remove you hence: I knew you at the first 195
You were a moveable.

_Pet._ Why, what's a moveable?

_Kath._ A join'd-stool.

_Pet._ Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me.

_Kath._ Asses are made to bear, and so are you.

_Pet._ Women are made to bear, and so are you.

_Kath._ No such jade as you, if me you mean. 200

_Pet._ Alas, good Kate, I will not burden thee!
For, knowing thee to be but young and light,--

_Kath._ Too light for such a swain as you to catch;
And yet as heavy as my weight should be.

_Pet._ Should be! should--buzz!

_Kath._ Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. 205

_Pet._ O slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee?

_Kath._ Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard.

_Pet._ Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry.

_Kath._ If I be waspish, best beware my sting.

_Pet._ My remedy is then, to pluck it out. 210

_Kath._ Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies.

_Pet._ Who knows not where a wasp does wear his sting?
In his tail.

_Kath._ In his tongue.

_Pet._ Whose tongue?

_Kath._ Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell.

_Pet._ What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again, 215
Good Kate; I am a gentleman.

_Kath._ That I'll try. [_She strikes him._

_Pet._ I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again.

_Kath._ So may you lose your arms:
If you strike me, you are no gentleman;
And if no gentleman, why then no arms. 220

_Pet._ A herald, Kate? O, put me in thy books!

_Kath._ What is your crest? a coxcomb?

_Pet._ A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen.

_Kath._ No cock of mine; you crow too like a craven.

_Pet._ Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look so sour. 225

_Kath._ It is my fashion, when I see a crab.

_Pet._ Why, here's no crab; and therefore look not sour.

_Kath._ There is, there is.

_Pet._ Then show it me.

_Kath._ Had I a glass, I would.

_Pet._ What, you mean my face?

_Kath._ Well aim'd of such a young one. 230

_Pet._ Now, by Saint George, I am too young for you.

_Kath._ Yet you are wither'd.

_Pet._ 'Tis with cares.

_Kath._ I care not.

_Pet._ Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth you scape not so.

_Kath._ I chafe you, if I tarry: let me go.

_Pet._ No, not a whit: I find you passing gentle. 235
'Twas told me you were rough and coy and sullen,
And now I find report a very liar;
For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous,
But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers:
Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance, 240
Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will,
Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk,
But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers,
With gentle conference, soft and affable.
Why does the world report that Kate doth limp? 245
O slanderous world! Kate like the hazel-twig
Is straight and slender and as brown in hue
As hazel-nuts and sweeter than the kernels.
O, let me see thee walk: thou dost not halt.

_Kath._ Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command. 250

_Pet._ Did ever Dian so become a grove
As Kate this chamber with her princely gait?
O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate;
And then let Kate be chaste and Dian sportful!

_Kath._ Where did you study all this goodly speech? 255

_Pet._ It is extempore, from my mother-wit.

_Kath._ A witty mother! witless else her son.

_Pet._ Am I not wise?

_Kath._ Yes; keep you warm.

_Pet._ Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharine, in thy bed:
And therefore, setting all this chat aside, 260
Thus in plain terms: your father hath consented
That you shall be my wife; your dowry 'greed on;
And, will you, nill you, I will marry you.
Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn;
For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, 265
Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well,
Thou must be married to no man but me;
For I am he am born to tame you Kate,
And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate
Conformable as other household Kates. 270
Here comes your father: never make denial;
I must and will have Katharine to my wife.

_Re-enter_ BAPTISTA, GREMIO, _and_ TRANIO.

_Bap._ Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with my daughter?

_Pet._ How but well, sir? how but well?
It were impossible I should speed amiss. 275

_Bap._ Why, how now, daughter Katharine! in your dumps?

_Kath._ Call you me daughter? now, I promise you
You have show'd a tender fatherly regard,
To wish me wed to one half lunatic;
A mad-cap ruffian and a swearing Jack, 280
That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.

_Pet._ Father, 'tis thus: yourself and all the world,
That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her:
If she be curst, it is for policy,
For she's not froward, but modest as the dove; 285
She is not hot, but temperate as the morn;
For patience she will prove a second Grissel,
And Roman Lucrece for her chastity:
And to conclude, we have 'greed so well together,
That upon Sunday is the wedding-day. 290

_Kath._ I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first.

_Gre._ Hark, Petruchio; she says she'll see thee hang'd first.

_Tra._ Is this your speeding? nay, then, good night our part!

_Pet._ Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for myself:
If she and I be pleased, what's that to you? 295
'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone,
That she shall still be curst in company.
I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe
How much she loves me: O, the kindest Kate!
She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss 300
She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath,
That in a twink she won me to her love.
O, you are novices! 'tis a world to see,
How tame, when men and women are alone,
A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew. 305
Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice,
To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day.
Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests;
I will be sure my Katharine shall be fine.

_Bap._ I know not what to say: but give me your hands; 310
God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match.

_Gre. Tra._ Amen, say we: we will be witnesses.

_Pet._ Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu;
I will to Venice; Sunday comes apace:
We will have rings, and things, and fine array; 315
And, kiss me, Kate, we will be married o' Sunday.
[_Exeunt Petruchio and Katharina severally._

_Gre._ Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly?

_Bap._ Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part,
And venture madly on a desperate mart.

_Tra._ 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you: 320
'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas.

_Bap._ The gain I seek is, quiet in the match.

_Gre._ No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch.
But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter:
Now is the day we long have looked for: 325
I am your neighbour, and was suitor first.

_Tra._ And I am one that love Bianca more
Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess.

_Gre._ Youngling, thou canst not love so dear as I.

_Tra._ Greybeard, thy love doth freeze.

_Gre._ But thine doth fry. 330
Skipper, stand back: 'tis age that nourisheth.

_Tra._ But youth in ladies' eyes that flourisheth.

_Bap._ Content you, gentlemen: I will compound this strife:
'Tis deeds must win the prize; and he, of both,
That can assure my daughter greatest dower 335
Shall have my Bianca's love.
Say, Signior Gremio, what can you assure her?

_Gre._ First, as you know, my house within the city
Is richly furnished with plate and gold;
Basins and ewers to lave her dainty hands; 340
My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry;
In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns;
In cypress chests my arras counterpoints,
Costly apparel, tents, and canopies,
Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl, 345
Valance of Venice gold in needlework,
Pewter and brass and all things that belong
To house or housekeeping: then, at my farm
I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail,
Sixscore fat oxen standing in my stalls, 350
And all things answerable to this portion.
Myself am struck in years, I must confess;
And if I die to-morrow, this is hers,
If whilst I live she will be only mine.

_Tra._ That 'only' came well in. Sir, list to me: 355
I am my father's heir and only son:
If I may have your daughter to my wife,
I'll leave her houses three or four as good,
Within rich Pisa walls, as any one
Old Signior Gremio has in Padua; 360
Besides two thousand ducats by the year
Of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure.
What, have I pinch'd you, Signior Gremio?

_Gre._ Two thousand ducats by the year of land!
My land amounts not to so much in all: 365
That she shall have; besides an argosy
That now is lying in Marseilles' road.
What, have I choked you with an argosy?

_Tra._ Gremio, 'tis known my father hath no less
Than three great argosies; besides two galliasses, 370
And twelve tight galleys: these I will assure her,
And twice as much, whate'er thou offer'st next.

_Gre._ Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more;
And she can have no more than all I have:
If you like me, she shall have me and mine. 375

_Tra._ Why, then the maid is mine from all the world,
By your firm promise: Gremio is out-vied.

_Bap._ I must confess your offer is the best;
And, let your father make her the assurance,
She is your own; else, you must pardon me, 380
If you should die before him, where's her dower?

_Tra._ That's but a cavil: he is old, I young.

_Gre._ And may not young men die, as well as old?

_Bap._ Well, gentlemen,
I am thus resolved: on Sunday next you know 385
My daughter Katharine is to be married:
Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca
Be bride to you, if you make this assurance;
If not, to Signior Gremio:
And so, I take my leave, and thank you both. 390

_Gre._ Adieu, good neighbour. [_Exit Baptista._
Now I fear thee not:
Sirrah young gamester, your father were a fool
To give thee all, and in his waning age
Set foot under thy table: tut, a toy!
An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy. [_Exit._ 395

_Tra._ A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide!
Yet I have faced it with a card of ten.
'Tis in my head to do my master good:
I see no reason but supposed Lucentio
Must get a father, call'd--supposed Vincentio; 400
And that's a wonder: fathers commonly
Do get their children; but in this case of wooing,
A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cunning.
[_Exit._

LINENOTES:

[3] _gawds_] Theobald, _goods_ Ff Q. _gards_ Collier (Collier MS.).

[4] _pull_] _put_ Boswell.

[8] _charge thee_] F2 F3 F4. _charge_ F1 Q.

[10] _the_] om. S. Walker conj.

[13] _Is't_] F1 F2 F3. _It's_ Q. _is it_ F4.

[14] _you_] Ff. _thou_ Q.

[17] _you fair_] _you fine_ Johnson conj. _your fair_ Halliwell conj.

[18] _envy me so_] _so envy me_ Pope.

[21] _untie_] Ff. _unite_ Q.

[25] _thy_] Ff. _the_ Q.

[29] [Flies after B.] Ff Q. Flies at B. Hanmer.

[30] [Exit B.] Exit. Ff Q.

[31] _What_] om. Pope.

[37] _ever_] _never_ F2.

[39] SCENE II. Pope.

Petruchio ... books] Rowe. Petruchio with Tranio, with his boy bearing
a Lute and Bookes. Ff Q.

[40] _God save_] _Save_ Capell conj.

[42, 43] _And you_ ... _virtuous_] Printed as prose in Ff Q as verse
first by Capell.

[43] _fair_] om. Q.

[45] _too_] _to_ Q.

[50] _wondrous_] _woman's_ Collier MS.

[60] _Licio_] F2 F3 F4. _Litio_ F1 Q.

[61] _You're_] Warburton. _Y'are_ Ff Q. _You 'are_ Theobald.

[62] _Katharine_] _Katerine_ F1 Q F2. _Katerina_ F3. _Katherina_ F4.

[63] _the more_] F1 Q F2. _the more's_ F3 F4.

[66] _as_] F1 Q. _what_ F2 F3 F4.

[71-73] _Saving_ ... _forward_] Steevens. Printed as prose in Ff Q;
first as three lines of verse by Capell, ending _let_ ... _too_ ...
_forward_, _sir_.

[71] _I pray_] _pray_ S. Walker conj.

[73] _Baccare_] F2 F3 F4. _Bacare_ F1 Q. _Baccalare_ Theobald
(Warburton).

[75-82] _I doubt_ ... _service_] Printed first as prose by Pope; in Ff
Q as ten lines, ending _curse_ ... _gift_ ... _express_ ... _been_ ...
_any_ ... _hath_ ... _cunning_... _languages_, ... _mathematics:_ ...
_service:_ by Capell as ten lines, ending _wooing_. ... _Neighbour_,
... _it:_ ... _myself_, ... _any_,-- ... _scholar_, ... _cunning_ ...
_languages_, ... _mathematicks:_ ... _service_.

[75, 76] _wooing_. _Neighbour_, _this_] Theobald, _wooing neighbors:
this_ F1 Q. _wooing neighbours: this_ F2 F3 F4. _wooing_,
_neighbours_. _This_ Rowe (ed. 1). _wooing_. _Neighbours this_ Rowe
(ed. 2).

[76] _Neighbour_] _Neighbour_ [to Baptista] Capell.

_To_] _And--to_ Capell.

[78] _kindly_] om. Capell.

_beholding_] _beholden_ Pope.

_freely give unto you_] Edd. (Glover conj.). _I freely give unto you_
Capell (Tyrwhitt conj.). _Freely give unto_ F1 Q F2. _Free leave give
unto_ F3 F4.

[79] [presenting Lucentio] Rowe.

[80] _Rheims_] _Rhemes_ Ff Q.

_Greek_, _Latin_] _Latin_, _Greek_ Capell.

[81] _mathematics_] _the mathematics_ Capell.

[82] _pray_] _pray you_ Q.

[83-86] _A thousand_ ... _coming?_ Printed first as prose by Pope; as
four lines in Ff Q, ending _Gremio:_ ... _sir_, ... _stranger_, ...
_coming?_

[83, 85] _Signior_ ... _walk_ ... _so bold_ ..._cause_] _good signior_
... _walk here_ ... _bold_ ... _cause too_ Capell, ending line 85,
_may I_.

[89] _myself_] F1 Q F3 F4. _thy selfe_ F2.

[99] _packet_] _pack_ S. Walker conj.

[100] [They greet privately. Theobald.

[101] Bap. _Lucentio is your name_; _of whence_, _I pray?_] _Lucentio
is my_ _name_. Bap. _Of whence_, _I pray?_ Theobald conj.

[103] _Pisa; by report_] Rowe. _Pisa_ _by report_, Ff Q.

[104] _know_] _knew_ Rann (Capell conj.).

_you are_] _you're_ Capell.

[107] _within_] _within there_ Capell.

_lead_] _shew_ Capell, corrected in M.S.

[107, 108] _Sirrah_ ... _both_] Steevens. prints as two lines, ending
_lead_ ... _both_.

[108] _To_ ... _both_] _In to my daughters_; _tell them both from me_
Capell conj.

_daughters_] F1 Q. _two daughters_ F2 F3 F4.

_tell_] F1 Q. _then tell_ F2 F3 F4.

[109] [Exit ... Hor.] Theobald. Bio....] Capell.

[115] _knew_] F1 Q. _know_ F2 F3 F4.

[116] _solely_] Rowe. _solie_ F1 Q F2 F3. _soly_ F4.

[122] _of_] _for_ Hanmer. _on_ Steevens conj.

[124] _whatsoever_] _whosoever_ F2.

[140] _shake_] F2 F3 F4. _shakes_ F1 Q.

[141] SCENE III. Pope.

[144] _sooner_] om. Q.

[147] _to me_] _on me_ Hanmer.

[150] _most_] _moist_ Q.

[151] _these_] _them_ Rowe.

[156] _rascal fiddler_] Capell. _rascal_, _fidler_ Ff Q.

[158] _had she_] Ff Q. _she had_ Rowe.

[162] _discomfited_] _discomforted_ Capell conj.

[167] _I will_] Rowe. _Ile_ F1 Q. _I_ F2 F3 F4.

[Exeunt....] Exit. Manet Petruchio. Ff Q.

[179] _banns_] Johnson. _banes_ Ff Q.

[185] _bonny_] F4. _bony_ F1 Q F2 F3.

[188] _Kates_] _cates_ Pope.

[191] _sounded_] _founded_ F2.

[197] _join'd_] _joint_ Capell.

[200] _jade as you_] F1 Q. _jade_, _sir_, _as you_ F2 F3 F4. _jack_,
_sir_, _as you_ Farmer conj. _jade as you--bear!_ Jackson conj.
_load_, _sir_, _as you_ Singer. _jade to bear you_ Collier MS. _jade
as_ _bear you_ Dyce. _jade as to bear you_ Collier (ed. 2). _load as
you_ Grant White. _a jade as you_ S. Walker conj.

[205-232] _Should be_ ... _care not_] Put in the margin as spurious by
Pope.

[205] _Should_ ... _buzz!_] _Shold be_, _should: buzze_. F1 Q. _Should
be_, _should:_ _buzze_. F2 F3. _Should be_, _should: buz_. F4. _Should
be! should! buz_. Rowe. _Should bee;--should buz_.--Theobald. _Should!
Bee: should! ... buz_. Hanmer.

[209] _best_] _'best_ F3 F4.

[211] _Ay_] _Ah_ Theobald.

_find it_] _find out_ Collier MS.

[212] _does_] _doth_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[212, 213] _Who_ ... _tail_] Printed as prose in Ff Q.

[213] Kath. _In his tongue_. Pet. _Whose tongue?_] Cat. _In his tail!
in_ _his tongue_. Pet. _In his tongue? whose_ _tongue?_ Capell.

[214] _tails_] Rowe (ed. 2). _tailes_ Q. _tales_ Ff.

[215, 216] _nay_ ... _gentleman_] Pope. Printed as one line in Ff Q.

[218-222] _So_ ... _coxcomb?_] Printed by Capell is four lines, ending
_me_ ... _gentlemen_ ... _put_ ... _coxcomb?_

[227] _sour_] _so sour_ Theobald.

[240] _askance_] Capell. _a sconce_ F1 Q _a scance_ F2 F3 F4.
_ascance_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[245] _does_] _doth_ Rowe.

[250] _keep'st_] _keepest_, _those_ Hanmer.

[257] _witless_] _witness_ Capell.

_else_] _elfe_ Theobald conj.

[258] _keep_] _to keep_ Rann.

[259] _Marry_] _Why_ Pope.

[269] _wild Kate_] _wilde Kate_ F1 Q. _wild Kat_ F2 F3 F4. _wild cat_
Rowe.

[270] _Kates_] _cats_ Theobald conj.

[273] SCENE V. Pope.

Re-enter....] Enter.... Pope. Enter... Ff Q (after line 267).

... Tranio.] Q. Trayno. Ff.

_Now_] om. Hanmer.

[277] Kath.] Pet. Theobald.

[278] _You have_] _You've_ Pope.

[286] _morn_] _moon_ Collier MS.

[287] _Grissel_] _Grizelde_ Capell.

[289] _we have_] _we've_ Pope.

[291] _on_] _o'_ Capell.

[292] _Hark_] _Hark_, _hark_ Hanmer.

_hang'd_] _hang'd o' Sunday_ Capell.

[293] _nay_] om. Hanmer.

_part_] _pact_ Collier (Collier MS.).

[294] _gentlemen_] _sirs_ Pope.

[301] _vied_] _ply'd_ Johnson conj. _vent_ Bubier conj.

[308] _Provide the feast_, _father_] _Father_, _provide the feast_,
Pope.

[310] _me_] om. Pope.

[316] _we will be married_] _we'll_ _marry_ Hanmer.

_o' Sunday_] Hanmer. _a sonday_ F1 Q F2. _a Sunday_ F3 F4.

[Exeunt P. and K. severally] Theobald. [Exit P. and K. Ff Q.

[317] SCENE VI. Pope.

[322] _in_] Rowe (ed. 2). _me_ Ff Q.

[336] _my Bianca's love_.] F1 Q. _Bianca's love_. F2 F3 F4. _Bianca's_
_love_.--_And_, _first_, _to you;_ Capell.

[343] _arras_] Ff Q. _arras_, Rowe (ed. 2).

_counterpoints_] _counterpanes_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[346] _Valance_] Pope. _Vallens_ Ff Q.

[347] _belong_] Rowe. _belongs_ Ff Q.

[351] _portion_] _proportion_ Theobald conj.

[352] _struck_] F3 F4. _strooke_ F1 Q F2. _stuck_ Rowe (ed. 1).

[362] _jointure_] Rowe. _ioynter_ F1 Q. _joynter_ F2 F3 F4.

[365] _not to_] _but to_ Warburton. _yet_ _to_ Staunton conj.

[367] _Marseilles'_] _Marcellus_ F1 Q. _Marsellis_ F2 F3 F4.

[384-389] _Well_ ... _Gremio_] Printed by Hanmer as five lines, ending
_resolv'd:_ ... _Catharine_ ... _following_ ... _if_ _you_ ...
_Gremio_.

[384, 385. _Well_ ... _resolved_] Capell; as one line in Ff Q.

[384] _gentlemen_] _gentlemen_, _then_ Pope, ending lines 384, 385
_resolv'd_ ... _know_.

[387] _the_] om. Hanmer.

_shall Bianca_] _Bianca shall_ Hanmer.

[388] _to you_] _to you_, _Lucentio_ Capell.

_make this assurance_] _Th' assurance_ _make_ Hanmer.

[400] _Must_] _May_ Rowe.

[401] _wonder_] _wonders_ Q.

[402] _wooing_] _winning_ Collier (Capell conj.).

[403] _cunning_] _doing_ Rann (Steevens conj.). See note (XIII).