Chapter IX: Act V: SCENE I. Padua. Before LUCENTIO'S house

GREMIO _discovered._ _Enter behind_ BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO, _and_ BIANCA.

_Bion._ Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready.

_Luc._ I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need
thee at home; therefore leave us.

_Bion._ Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your back; and
then come back to my master's as soon as I can. 5
[_Exeunt Lucentio, Bianca, and Biondello._

_Gre._ I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.

_Enter_ PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, VINCENTIO, GRUMIO, _with_ Attendants.

_Pet._ Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house:
My father's bears more toward the market-place;
Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir.

_Vin._ You shall not choose but drink before you go: 10
I think I shall command your welcome here,
And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward. [_Knocks._

_Gre._ They're busy within; you were best knock louder.

Pedant _looks out of the window_.

_Ped._ What's he that knocks as he would beat down
the gate? 15

_Vin._ Is Signior Lucentio within, sir?

_Ped._ He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal.

_Vin._ What if a man bring him a hundred pound or
two, to make merry withal?

_Ped._ Keep your hundred pounds to yourself: he shall 20
need none, so long as I live.

_Pet._ Nay, I told you your son was well beloved in
Padua. Do you hear, sir?--to leave frivolous circumstances,--I
pray you, tell Signior Lucentio, that his father is
come from Pisa, and is here at the door to speak with him. 25

_Ped._ Thou liest: his father is come from Padua, and
here looking out at the window.

_Vin._ Art thou his father?

_Ped._ Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her.

_Pet._ [_To Vincentio_] Why, how now, gentleman! why, 30
this is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name.

_Ped._ Lay hands on the villain: I believe a' means to
cozen somebody in this city under my countenance.

_Re-enter_ BIONDELLO.

_Bion._ I have seen them in the church together: God
send 'em good shipping! But who is here? mine old 35
master Vincentio! now we are undone, and brought to
nothing.

_Vin._ [_Seeing Biondello_] Come hither, crack-hemp.

_Bion._ I hope I may choose, sir.

_Vin._ Come hither, you rogue. What, have you forgot 40
me?

_Bion._ Forgot you! no, sir: I could not forget you, for
l never saw you before in all my life.

_Vin._ What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see
thy master's father, Vincentio? 45

_Bion._ What, my old worshipful old master? yes, marry,
sir: see where he looks out of the window.

_Vin._ Is't so, indeed? [_Beats Biondello._

_Bion._ Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me. 50
[_Exit._

_Ped._ Help, son! help, Signior Baptista!
[_Exit from above._

_Pet._ Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside, and see the end of this
controversy. [_They retire._

_Re-enter_ Pedant _below_; TRANIO, BAPTISTA, _and_ Servants.

_Tra._ Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my servant?

_Vin._ What am I, sir! nay, what are you, sir? O immortal 55
gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! a velvet
hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat! O, I am undone!
I am undone! while I play the good husband at
home, my son and my servant spend all at the university.

_Tra._ How now! what's the matter? 60

_Bap._ What, is the man lunatic?

_Tra._ Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your
habit, but your words show you a madman. Why, sir,
what 'cerns it you if I wear pearl and gold? I thank my
good father, I am able to maintain it. 65

_Vin._ Thy father! O villain! he is a sail-maker in Bergamo.

_Bap._ You mistake, sir, you mistake, sir. Pray, what
do you think is his name?

_Vin._ His name! as if I knew not his name: I have 70
brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his
name is Tranio.

_Ped._ Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio;
and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, Signior
Vincentio. 75

_Vin._ Lucentio! O, he hath murdered his master!
Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the Duke's name. O,
my son, my son! Tell me, thou villain, where is my son
Lucentio?

_Tra._ Call forth an officer. 80

_Enter one with an_ Officer.

Carry this mad knave to the gaol. Father Baptista, I
charge you see that he be forthcoming.

_Vin._ Carry me to the gaol!

_Gre._ Stay, officer: he shall not go to prison.

_Bap._ Talk not, Signior Gremio: I say he shall go to 85
prison.

_Gre._ Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest you be cony-catched
in this business: I dare swear this is the right Vincentio.

_Ped._ Swear, if thou darest. 90

_Gre._ Nay, I dare not swear it.

_Tra._ Then thou wert best say that I am not Lucentio.

_Gre._ Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio.

_Bap._ Away with the dotard! to the gaol with him!

_Vin._ Thus strangers may be haled and abused: 95
O monstrous villain!

_Re-enter_ BIONDELLO, _with_ LUCENTIO _and_ BIANCA.

_Bion._ O, we are spoiled! and--yonder he is: deny him,
forswear him, or else we are all undone.

_Luc._ Pardon, sweet father. [_Kneeling._

_Vin._ Lives my sweet son?
[_Exeunt Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant, as fast as may be._

_Bian._ Pardon, dear father.

_Bap._ How hast thou offended? 100
Where is Lucentio?

_Luc._ Here's Lucentio,
Right son to the right Vincentio;
That have by marriage made thy daughter mine,
While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne.

_Gre._ Here's packing, with a witness, to deceive us all! 105

_Vin._ Where is that damned villain Tranio,
That faced and braved me in this matter so?

_Bap._ Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?

_Bian._ Cambio is changed into Lucentio.

_Luc._ Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love 110
Made me exchange my state with Tranio,
While he did bear my countenance in the town
And happily I have arrived at the last
Unto the wished haven of my bliss.
What Tranio did, myself enforced him to; 115
Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake.

_Vin._ I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent
me to the gaol.

_Bap._ But do you hear, sir? have you married my
daughter without asking my good will? 120

_Vin._ Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to:
but I will in, to be revenged for this villany. [_Exit._

_Bap._ And I, to sound the depth of this knavery. [_Exit._

_Luc._ Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown.
[_Exeunt Lucentio and Bianca._

_Gre._ My cake is dough: but I'll in among the rest; 125
Out of hope of all, but my share of the feast. [_Exit._

_Kath._ Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado.

_Pet._ First kiss me, Kate, and we will.

_Kath._ What, in the midst of the street?

_Pet._ What, art thou ashamed of me? 130

_Kath._ No, sir, God forbid; but ashamed to kiss.

_Pet._ Why, then let's home again. Come, sirrah, let's away.

_Kath._ Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee, love, stay.

_Pet._ Is not this well? Come, my sweet Kate:
Better once than never, for never too late. [_Exeunt._ 135

LINENOTES:

[ACT V. Theobald. SCENE I.] Warburton. ACT V. SCENE VII.
Pope. ACT V. SCENE IX. Hanmer. ACT V. SCENE II. Capell.

Before L's house] Pope. Before Tranio's house. Capell.

Gremio....] Edd. Enter Bion. Luc. and Bianca, Gremio is out before. Ff
Q. Enter B. L. and B., Gremio walking on one side. Rowe. Enter Bion.
with Luc. and Bian., hastily; Gremio is seen ent'ring, behind.
Capell.]

[4] _o'_] Rowe (ed. 2). _a_ Ff Q.

[5] _master's_] Capell. _mistris_ Ff Q. _master_ Theobald. _business_
Hanmer.

Exeunt ...] Rowe. Exit. Ff Q (after line 3).

[8] _toward_] _towards_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[13] [Knocks.] Knock. Ff Q. Noise within. Knocks. Capell.

[21] _so_] F1 Q F2. _as_ F3 F4.

[22] _well_] om. Q.

[26] _from Padua_] Ff Q. _to Padua_ Pope. _from--Mantua_ [aside]
Capell. _from Pisa_ Malone (Tyrwhitt conj.). See note (XXII).

[27] _out at_] _out of_ Q.

[30] [To Vincentio] Capell.

[32] _a'_] _a_ F1 Q F2. _he_ F3 F4.

[34] SCENE VIII. Pope. SCENE X. Hanmer. SCENE II. Warburton.

[35] [drawing backward. Capell.

[36] _brought_] _brough_ F1.

[37] [Seeing Biondello.] Rowe.

[45] _master's_] F2 F3 F4. _mistris_ F1 Q.

[46] _my old worshipful_] _my worshipfull_ Q.

[48] [Beats B.] He beates B. Ff Q.

[50] [Exit.] Exit, crying out. Capell om. Ff Q.

[51] [Exit....] Capell. om. Ff Q.

[53] [They retire.] Theobald.

Re-enter....] Capell. Enter Pedant with servants, Baptista, Tranio. Ff Q.

[59] _servant_] _servants_ Rowe.

[60] _matter?_] _matter now?_ Capell.

[61] _the man_] _this man_ Rowe.

[64] _'cerns_] Collier, _cernes_ F1 Q. _concerns_ F2 F3 F4.

[72] _Tranio_] F2 F3 F4. _Tronio_ F1 Q.

[80] Enter one with an Officer.] Capell. om. Ff Q.

[81, 83, 94, 118] _gaol_] _Iaile_ F1 Q F2. _Jayle_ F3. _Goal_ F4.

[83] _the gaol_] _goal_ Rowe (ed. 1). _jail_ Id. (ed. 2).

[94] _to the_] _to_ Rowe (ed. 1).

[95] _haled_] _haild_ F1 Q F2. _hal'd_ F3 F4. _handled_ Collier MS.

[96] _villain_] F3 F4. _villaine_ F1 Q F2. _villany_ Dyce conj.

[97] Re-enter....] Enter.... Ff Q (after line 94). Enter Luc. and
Bianca. Rowe.

_and--_] Capell. _and_ Ff Q.

[98] _undone_] _done_ F2.

[99] SCENE IX. Pope. SCENE XI. Hanmer. SCENE III. Warburton.

[Kneeling.] Kneele. F1 Q.

[Exeunt....] Exit.... Ff Q (after line 95).

[100] [Kneels to Bap. Capell.

[100-102] _Pardon ... Vincentio_] Arranged as in Capell: as prose in
Ff Q.

[102] _Right son to_] Ff Q. _Right son unto_ Capell. _The right son
to_ Anon. conj.

[104] _supposes_] _supposers_ Rowe (ed. 2).

_eyne_] _eyes_ Pope.

[105] _all_] om. Hanmer.

[106] _damned_] _damn'd_ Rowe.

[111] _exchange_] _exchangr_ F2.

[113] _arrived at the_] F1 Q. _arriv'd at_ F2 F3 F4.

[122] _for this villany_] _for this villanie_ F1 Q. _for this
villaine_ F2. _on this vallain_ F3 F4. _on this vallain_ Rowe (ed.
1).

[124] [Exeunt L. and B.] Capell. [Exeunt. Ff Q.

[126] [Exit.] Rowe.

[127] P. and C. advancing. Theobald.

[131] _No_] _Mo_ F1.

[133] _pray thee_] _pray_ Q.

[135] _once_] _late_ Hanmer. _at once_ Anon. conj.

_never_] _never's_ Anon. conj. See note (XIX).

SCENE II. _Padua._ LUCENTIO'S _house._

_Enter_ BAPTISTA, VINCENTIO, GREMIO, _the_ Pedant, LUCENTIO, BIANCA, PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO, _and_ Widow, TRANIO, BIONDELLO, _and_ GRUMIO: _the Serving-men with Tranio bringing in a banquet._

_Luc_. At last, though long, our jarring notes agree:
And time it is, when raging war is done,
To smile at scapes and perils overblown.
My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome,
While I with self-same kindness welcome thine. 5
Brother Petruchio, sister Katharina,
And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow,
Feast with the best, and welcome to my house:
My banquet is to close our stomachs up,
After our great good cheer. Pray you, sit down; 10
For now we sit to chat, as well as eat.

_Pet._ Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat!

_Bap._ Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio.

_Pet._ Padua affords nothing but what is kind.

_Hor._ For both our sakes, I would that word were true. 15

_Pet._ Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow.

_Wid._ Then never trust me, if I be afeard.

_Pet._ You are very sensible, and yet you miss my sense:
I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you.

_Wid._ He that is giddy thinks the world turns round. 20

_Pet._ Roundly replied.

_Kath._ Mistress, how mean you that?

_Wid._ Thus I conceive by him.

_Pet._ Conceives by me! How likes Hortensio that?

_Hor._ My widow says, thus she conceives her tale.

_Pet._ Very well mended. Kiss him for that, good widow. 25

_Kath._ 'He that is giddy thinks the world turns round:'
I pray you, tell me what you meant by that.

_Wid._ Your husband, being troubled with a shrew,
Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe:
And now you know my meaning. 30

_Kath._ A very mean meaning.

_Wid._ Right, I mean you.

_Kath._ And I am mean, indeed, respecting you.

_Pet._ To her, Kate!

_Hor._ To her, widow!

_Pet._ A hundred marks, my Kate does put her down. 35

_Hor._ That's my office.

_Pet._ Spoke like an officer: ha' to thee, lad.
[_Drinks to Hortensio._

_Bap._ How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks?

_Gre._ Believe me, sir, they butt together well.

_Bian._ Head, and butt! an hasty-witted body 40
Would say your head and butt were head and horn.

_Vin._ Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you?

_Bian._ Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll sleep again.

_Pet._ Nay, that you shall not: since you have begun,
Have at you for a bitter jest or two! 45

_Bian._ 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, Katharina, and Widow._

_Pet._ She hath prevented me. Here, Signior Tranio,
This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not; 50
Therefore a health to all that shot and miss'd.

_Tra._ O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his greyhound,
Which runs himself, and catches for his master.

_Pet._ A good swift simile, but something currish.

_Tra._ 'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself: 55
'Tis thought your deer does hold you at a bay.

_Bap._ O ho, Petruchio! Tranio hits you now.

_Luc._ I thank thee for that gird, good Tranio.

_Hor._ Confess, confess, hath he not hit you here?

_Pet._ A' has a little gall'd me, I confess; 60
And, as the jest did glance away from me,
'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright.

_Bap._ Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio,
I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all.

_Pet._ Well, I say no: and therefore for assurance 65
Let's each one send unto his wife;
And he whose wife is most obedient
To come at first when he doth send for her,
Shall win the wager which we will propose.

_Hor._ Content. What is the wager?

_Luc._ Twenty crowns. 70

_Pet._ Twenty crowns!
I'll venture so much of my hawk or hound,
But twenty times so much upon my wife.

_Luc._ A hundred then.

_Hor._ Content.

_Pet._ A match! 'tis done.

_Hor._ Who shall begin?

_Luc._ That will I. 75
Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me.

_Bion._ I go. [_Exit._

_Bap._ Son, I'll be your half, Bianca comes.

_Luc._ I'll have no halves; I'll bear it all myself.

_Re-enter_ BIONDELLO.

How now! what news?

_Bion._ Sir, my mistress sends you word 80
That she is busy, and she cannot come.

_Pet._ How! she is busy, and she cannot come!
Is that an answer?

_Gre._ Ay, and a kind one too:
Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse.

_Pet._ I hope, better. 85

_Hor._ Sirrah Biondello, go and entreat my wife
To come to me forthwith. [_Exit Biondello._

_Pet._ O, ho! entreat her!
Nay, then she must needs come.

_Hor._ I am afraid, sir,
Do what you can, yours will not be entreated.

_Re-enter_ BIONDELLO.

Now, where's my wife? 90

_Bion._ She says you have some goodly jest in hand:
She will not come; she bids you come to her.

_Pet._ Worse and worse; she will not come! O vile,
Intolerable, not to be endured!
Sirrah Grumio, go to your mistress; 95
Say, I command her come to me. [_Exit Grumio._

_Hor._ I know her answer.

_Pet._ What?

_Hor._ She will not.

_Pet._ The fouler fortune mine, and there an end.

_Bap._ Now, by my holidame, here comes Katharina!

_Re-enter_ KATHARINA.

_Kath._ What is your will, sir, that you send for me? 100

_Pet._ Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife?

_Kath._ They sit conferring by the parlour fire.

_Pet._ Go, fetch them hither: if they deny to come,
Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands:
Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. 105
[_Exit Katharina._

_Luc._ Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder.

_Hor._ And so it is: I wonder what it bodes.

_Pet._ Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet life,
An awful rule, and right supremacy;
And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy? 110

_Bap._ Now, fair befal thee, good Petruchio!
The wager thou hast won; and I will add
Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns;
Another dowry to another daughter,
For she is changed, as she had never been. 115

_Pet._ Nay, I will win my wager better yet,
And show more sign of her obedience,
Her new-built virtue and obedience.
See where she comes and brings your froward wives
As prisoners to her womanly persuasion. 120

_Re-enter_ KATHARINA, _with_ BIANCA _and_ WIDOW.

Katharine, that cap of yours becomes you not:
Off with that bauble, throw it under-foot.

_Wid._ Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh,
Till I be brought to such a silly pass!

_Bian._ Fie, what a foolish duty call you this? 125

_Luc._ I would your duty were as foolish too:
The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca,
Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time.

_Bian._ The more fool you, for laying on my duty.

_Pet._ Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women 130
What duty they do owe their lords and husbands.

_Wid._ Come, come, you're mocking: we will have no telling.

_Pet._ Come on, I say; and first begin with her.

_Wid._ She shall not.

_Pet._ I say she shall: and first begin with her. 135

_Kath._ Fie, fie! unknit that threatening unkind brow;
And dart not scornful glances from those eyes,
To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor:
It blots thy beauty as frosts do bite the meads,
Confounds thy fame as whirlwinds shake fair buds, 140
And in no sense is meet or amiable.
A woman moved is like a fountain troubled,
Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty;
And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it. 145
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee,
And for thy maintenance commits his body
To painful labour both by sea and land,
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, 150
Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe;
And craves no other tribute at thy hands
But love, fair looks and true obedience;
Too little payment for so great a debt.
Such duty as the subject owes the prince 155
Even such a woman oweth to her husband;
And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour,
And not obedient to his honest will,
What is she but a foul contending rebel,
And graceless traitor to her loving lord? 160
I am ashamed that women are so simple
To offer war where they should kneel for peace;
Or seek for rule, supremacy and sway,
When they are bound to serve, love and obey.
Why are our bodies soft and weak and smooth, 165
Unapt to toil and trouble in the world,
But that our soft conditions and our hearts
Should well agree with our external parts?
Come, come, you froward and unable worms!
My mind hath been as big as one of yours, 170
My heart as great, my reason haply more,
To bandy word for word and frown for frown;
But now I see our lances are but straws,
Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare,
That seeming to be most which we indeed least are. 175
Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot,
And place your hands below your husband's foot:
In token of which duty, if he please,
My hand is ready, may it do him ease.

_Pet._ Why, there's a wench! Come on, and kiss me, Kate. 180

_Luc._ Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't.

_Vin._ 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward.

_Luc._ But a harsh hearing, when women are froward.

_Pet._ Come, Kate, we'll to bed.
We three are married, but you two are sped. 185
'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white;
[_To Lucentio._
And, being a winner, God give you good night!
[_Exeunt Petruchio and Katharina._

_Hor._ Now, go thy ways; thou hast tamed a curst shrew.

_Luc._ 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tamed so.
[_Exeunt._

LINENOTES:

SCENE II.] Steevens. Actus Quintus. F1 Q F2 F3. Scene
Quarta. F4. ACT V. SCENE I. Rowe. SCENE IV. Warburton. SCENE III.
Capell.

... Petruchio, Katharina, Hortensio...] om. Ff Q. Enter ... Tranio's
servants bringing in a banquet. Rowe. Musick. A banquet set out. Enter
... Tranio, Grumio, Biondello and others, attending. Capell.

[1-62] _At last ... outright_] Put in the margin as spurious by Pope.

[2] _done_] Rowe. _come_ Ff Q. _calm_ Malone conj. _gone_ Collier
(Collier MS.).

[6] _Katharina_] _Katharine_ Rowe.

[8] _best_] _rest_ Anon conj.

[9] _banquet_] F3 F4. _banket_ F1 Q F2.

[11] [Company sit to table. Capell.

[14] _nothing_] _no thing_ S. Walker conj.

[17] Wid.] F1 Q. Hor. F2 F3 F4.

[18] _very_] om. Steevens.

_and yet_] _yet_ Anon conj.

[22-37] _Thus I ... lad_] Verses differently arranged in Capell.

[23] _Conceives_] _Conceive_ Capell.

[27] _meant_] _mean_ Anon conj.

[35] _does_] F1 Q. _doe_ F2. _do_ F3 F4.

[37] _ha' to thee, lad_] _ha to the lad_ F1. _ha to thee lad_ Q F2 F3
F4. _here's to thee, lad_ Collier MS.

[38] _How likes_] _And how likes_ Capell. _How liketh_ Anon. conj.

[39] _they_] _they'ld_ Anon conj.

_butt together well_] _butt heads together well_ Rowe (ed. 2). _but
heads well together_ Capell.

[40] _Head_] _How! head_ Capell.

[45] _bitter_] Capell (Theobald conj.). _better_ Ff Q.

_two_] F3 F4. _too_ F1 Q F2.

[47] _your_] _my_ Q.

[Rising. Capell.

[48] [Exeunt B., K., and Widow.] Exit ... Rowe. [Exit B. Ff Q.
[Exit. Cat. and Wid. follow. Capell.

[49] [Filling. Capell.

[50] _her_] _it_ Rowe.

[51] [Drinks. Capell.

[57] _O ho_] Capell. _Oh, Oh_ Ff Q.

[60] _A' has_] _A has_ Ff Q. He has Rowe.

[62] _two_] Rowe. _too_ Ff Q.

[63] SCENE X. Pope. SCENE XII. Hanmer.

[65] _therefore for_] F2 F3 F4. _therefore sir_ F1. _therefore sir_,
Q.

_for assurance_] _sir, as surance_ Staunton conj.

[66-69] _Let's ...wager_] Printed by Pope as three lines ending _he
... first ... wager._

[66] _Let's_] _Please you, let's_ Capell.

_wife_] _several wife_ Collier MS.

[68] _at first_] _first_ Pope.

[69] _which we will propose_] omitted by Pope.

[70] _What is the_] Steevens. _what's the_ Ff Q. _what_ Pope. _the_
Capell.

[72] _of_] _on_ Rowe.

[75] _begin?_] _begin, Lucentio?_ Anon. conj.

_That will I._] _That will I.--Here, where are you?_ Capell.

[78] _I'll_] _Ile_ F1 Q F2. _I'le_ F3 F4. _I will_ Capell.

_your half_] Ff (_your_ F4). _you halfe_ Q.

[80] _Sir_] om. S. Walker conj.

[81, 82] _she cannot_] _cannot_ F3 F4.

[82-88] _How! ... come_] Printed as prose in Ff Q.

[82] _she is_] Capell. _she's_ Ff Q.

[85] _better_] _a better_ S. Walker conj.

[88] _must needs_] _needs must_ Steevens.

[93, 94] _Worse ... endured_] As two lines in Ff Q, ending _come ...
indur'd._

[95] _Sirrah_] _Here, sirrah_ Capell.

[96] _come_] _to come_ F3 F4.

[97] _She_] _That she_ Capell.

_not_] _not come_ Steevens.

[98] _there_] _there's_ Rowe.

[99] _Katharina_] _Katharine_ Rowe.

Re-enter K.] Enter K. Ff Q (after line 98).

[105] _them_] _then_ F2.

[106] _of a wonder_] _of wonder_ S. Walker conj.

[109] _An awful_] _And awful_ Rowe (ed. 2). _And lawful_ Rawlinson
conj.

[117] _her obedience_] _her submission_ S. Walker conj.

[118] _and obedience_] _of obedience_ Capell. _and her gentleness_ or
_and her patience_ Edd. conj.

[120] Re-enter K. with B. and Widow] Enter Kate, B. and Widdow. Ff Q
(after line 118).

[122] [She pulls off her cap, and throws it down. Rowe.

[128] _Hath cost me an_] Rowe. _Hath cost me five_ Ff Q. _Cost me an_
Pope. _Cost me a_ Capell. _Hath cost one_ Singer (ed. 1). _Cost me
one_ Collier MS.

[130, 131] _Katharine ... husbands_] Printed as prose in Ff Q; as
verse by Rowe (ed. 2).

[131] _do owe_] _owe to_ F3 F4.

[132] _you're_] F3 F4. _your_ F1 Q F2.

[133] _begin with her_] _begin--_ Capell, ending the verse with _shall
not._

[136] _threatening_] _thretaning_ F1. _threating_ F2.

[139] _do bite_] F1 Q. _bite_ F2 F3 F4.

[140] _fame_] _frame_ Grey conj.

[145] _one_] _a_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[157] _she is_] _she's_ Pope.

[169] _you_] Ff Q. _you'ar_ Rowe (ed. 1). _you're_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[171] _as_] F1 Q. _is_ F2 F3 F4.

[174] _as_] _is_ Rowe.

[175] _to be_] om. Collier MS. _indeed_] om. Steevens.

[176-189] _Then vail ... tamed so_] Put in the margin as spurious by
Pope. See note (XXIII).

[181] Luc.] Bap. Capell conj.

[185] _three_] _two_ Rowe.

[186] _won_] _one_ Capell (corrected in note).

[To Lucentio.] Malone.

[187] [... and Katharina] ... and Kath. Rowe.

[189] _be_] om. Q.

NOTES.

NOTE I.

IND. The Folios and the Quarto have here _Actus Primus_. _Scæna Prima_, making no separation between the play and the Induction. The play is divided into Acts, but not into Scenes. The second Act, however, is not marked in any of the old copies. The arrangement which we have followed is that of Steevens, which all subsequent editors have adopted, and which is therefore the most convenient for purposes of reference.

NOTE II.

IND. 1. 7. The phrase 'Go by, Jeronimy,' quoted from Kyd's 'Spanish Tragedy,' was used in popular 'slang,' derisively. It occurs frequently in the dramatic literature of the time, for example, in Beaumont and Fletcher's _Captain_, Act III. Sc. 5. The 'S' of the Folios may have been derived from a note of exclamation in the MS., written, as it is usually printed, like a note of interrogation.

NOTE III.

IND. 1. 62. Mr Lettsom's suggestion that a line has been lost between 61 and 62 seems the most probable solution of the difficulties presented by this passage in its present form.

NOTE IV.

IND. 1. 86. 'Sincklo,' the stage direction of the first Folio, was the name of an actor in Shakespeare's company, not mentioned in the list of 'Principall Actors' at the beginning of the first Folio. He was one of the actors in the Second Part of _Henry IV._, as appears from the 4to. edition of that play, published in 1600, where the stage direction to