The Taming of the Shrew. Уильям Шекспир

The Taming of the Shrew

The Taming of the Shrew - Уильям Шекспир

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I have it full.

          We have not yet been seen in any house,

          Nor can we be distinguish'd by our faces

          For man or master. Then it follows thus:

          Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead,

          Keep house and port and servants, as I should;

          I will some other be- some Florentine,

          Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of Pisa.

          'Tis hatch'd, and shall be so. Tranio, at once

          Uncase thee; take my colour'd hat and cloak.

          When Biondello comes, he waits on thee;

          But I will charm him first to keep his tongue.

        TRANIO. So had you need. [They exchange habits]

          In brief, sir, sith it your pleasure is,

          And I am tied to be obedient-

          For so your father charg'd me at our parting:

          'Be serviceable to my son' quoth he,

          Although I think 'twas in another sense-

          I am content to be Lucentio,

          Because so well I love Lucentio.

        LUCENTIO. Tranio, be so because Lucentio loves;

          And let me be a slave t' achieve that maid

          Whose sudden sight hath thrall'd my wounded eye.

      Enter BIONDELLO.

          Here comes the rogue. Sirrah, where have you been?

        BIONDELLO. Where have I been! Nay, how now! where are you?

          Master, has my fellow Tranio stol'n your clothes?

          Or you stol'n his? or both? Pray, what's the news?

        LUCENTIO. Sirrah, come hither; 'tis no time to jest,

          And therefore frame your manners to the time.

          Your fellow Tranio here, to save my life,

          Puts my apparel and my count'nance on,

          And I for my escape have put on his;

          For in a quarrel since I came ashore

          I kill'd a man, and fear I was descried.

          Wait you on him, I charge you, as becomes,

          While I make way from hence to save my life.

          You understand me?

        BIONDELLO. I, sir? Ne'er a whit.

        LUCENTIO. And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth:

          Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio.

        BIONDELLO. The better for him; would I were so too!

        TRANIO. So could I, faith, boy, to have the next wish after,

          That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest daughter.

          But, sirrah, not for my sake but your master's, I advise

          You use your manners discreetly in all kind of companies.

          When I am alone, why, then I am Tranio;

          But in all places else your master Lucentio.

        LUCENTIO. Tranio, let's go.

          One thing more rests, that thyself execute-

          To make one among these wooers. If thou ask me why-

          Sufficeth, my reasons are both good and weighty. Exeunt

      The Presenters above speak

        FIRST SERVANT. My lord, you nod; you do not mind the play.

        SLY. Yes, by Saint Anne do I. A good matter, surely; comes

      there

          any more of it?

        PAGE. My lord, 'tis but begun.

        SLY. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam lady

          Would 'twere done! [They sit and mark]

      SCENE II. Padua. Before HORTENSIO'S house

      Enter PETRUCHIO and his man GRUMIO

        PETRUCHIO. Verona, for a while I take my leave,

          To see my friends in Padua; but of all

          My best beloved and approved friend,

          Hortensio; and I trow this is his house.

          Here, sirrah Grumio, knock, I say.

       GRUMIO. Knock, sir! Whom should I knock?

          Is there any man has rebus'd your worship?

        PETRUCHIO. Villain, I say, knock me here soundly.

        GRUMIO. Knock you here, sir? Why, sir, what am I, sir, that I

          should knock you here, sir?

        PETRUCHIO. Villain, I say, knock me at this gate,

          And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate.

        GRUMIO. My master is grown quarrelsome. I should knock you

      first,

          And then I know after who comes by the worst.

        PETRUCHIO. Will it not be?

          Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock I'll ring it;

          I'll try how you can sol-fa, and sing it.

                                           [He wrings him by the ears]

        GRUMIO. Help, masters, help! My master is mad.

        PETRUCHIO. Now knock when I bid you, sirrah villain!

      Enter HORTENSIO

        HORTENSIO. How now! what's the matter? My old friend Grumio and

      my

          good friend Petruchio! How do you all at Verona?

        PETRUCHIO. Signior Hortensio, come you to part the fray?

          'Con tutto il cuore ben trovato' may I say.

        HORTENSIO. Alla nostra casa ben venuto,

          Molto honorato signor mio Petruchio.

          Rise, Grumio, rise; we will compound this quarrel.

        GRUMIO. Nay, 'tis no matter, sir, what he 'leges in Latin. If

      this

          be not a lawful cause for me to leave his service- look you,

      sir:

          he bid me knock him and rap him soundly, sir. Well, was it

      fit

          for a servant to use his master so; being, perhaps, for aught

      I

          see, two and thirty, a pip out?

          Whom would to God I had well knock'd at first,

          Then had not Grumio come by the worst.

        PETRUCHIO. A senseless villain! Good Hortensio,

          I bade the rascal knock upon your gate,

          And could not get him for my heart to do it.

        GRUMIO.

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