No Fear Shakespeare: The Taming of the Shrew: Act 4 Scene 1

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Enter GRUMIO	Enter GRUMIO
GRUMIO Fie, fie on all tired jades, on all mad masters, and all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? Was ever man so 'rayed? Was ever man so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and they are coming after to warm them. Now, were not I a little pot and soon hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me. But I with blowing the fire shall warm myself. For, considering the weather, a taller man than I will take cold.—Holla, ho! Curtis!	GRUMIO Fie, fie on all tired jades, on all mad masters, and all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? Was ever man so 'rayed? Was ever man so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and they are coming after to warm them. Now, were not I a little pot and soon hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me. But I with blowing the fire shall warm myself. For, considering the weather, a taller man than I will take cold.—Holla, ho! Curtis!
Enter CURTIS	Enter CURTIS
CURTIS Who is that calls so coldly?	CURTIS Who is that calls so coldly?
GRUMIO A piece of ice. If thou doubt it, thou mayst slide from my shoulder to my heel with no greater a run but my head and my neck. A fire, good Curtis.	GRUMIO A piece of ice. If thou doubt it, thou mayst slide from my shoulder to my heel with no greater a run but my head and my neck. A fire, good Curtis.
CURTIS Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?	CURTIS Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?
GRUMIO 5Oh, ay, Curtis, ay, and therefore fire, fire. Cast on no water.	GRUMIO Oh, ay, Curtis, ay, and therefore fire, fire. Cast on no water.
CURTIS Is she so hot a shrew as she’s reported?	CURTIS Is she so hot a shrew as she’s reported?
GRUMIO She was, good Curtis, before this frost. But thou knowest winter tames man, woman and beast, for it hath tamed my old master and my new mistress and myself, fellow Curtis.	GRUMIO She was, good Curtis, before this frost. But thou knowest winter tames man, woman and beast, for it hath tamed my old master and my new mistress and myself, fellow Curtis.
CURTIS Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast.	CURTIS Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast.
GRUMIO Am I but three inches? Why, thy horn is a foot, and so long am I, at the least. But wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress, whose hand, she being now at hand, thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot office?	GRUMIO Am I but three inches? Why, thy horn is a foot, and so long am I, at the least. But wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress, whose hand, she being now at hand, thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot office?
CURTIS 10 I prithee, good Grumio, tell me, how goes the world?	CURTIS I prithee, good Grumio, tell me, how goes the world?
GRUMIO A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine, and therefore fire! Do thy duty, and have thy duty, for my master and mistress are almost frozen to death.	GRUMIO A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine, and therefore fire! Do thy duty, and have thy duty, for my master and mistress are almost frozen to death.
CURTIS There’s fire ready. And therefore, good Grumio, the news.	CURTIS There’s fire ready. And therefore, good Grumio, the news.
GRUMIO Why, “Jack, boy! Ho, boy!” and as much news as wilt thou.	GRUMIO Why, “Jack, boy! Ho, boy!” and as much news as wilt thou.
CURTIS Come, you are so full of cony-catching!	CURTIS Come, you are so full of cony-catching!
GRUMIO 15Why, therefore fire, for I have caught extreme cold. Where’s the cook? Is supper ready, the house trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept, the servingmen in their new fustian, their white stockings, and every officer his wedding garment on? Be the Jacks fair within, the Jills fair without, the carpets laid, and everything in order?	GRUMIO Why, therefore fire, for I have caught extreme cold. Where’s the cook? Is supper ready, the house trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept, the servingmen in their new fustian, their white stockings, and every officer his wedding garment on? Be the Jacks fair within, the Jills fair without, the carpets laid, and everything in order?
CURTIS All ready. And therefore, I pray thee, news.	CURTIS All ready. And therefore, I pray thee, news.
GRUMIO First, know my horse is tired, my master and mistress fallen out.	GRUMIO First, know my horse is tired, my master and mistress fallen out.
CURTIS How?	CURTIS How?
GRUMIO Out of their saddles into the dirt, and thereby hangs a tale.	GRUMIO Out of their saddles into the dirt, and thereby hangs a tale.
CURTIS 20 Let’s ha' ’t, good Grumio.	CURTIS Let’s ha' ’t, good Grumio.
GRUMIO Lend thine ear.	GRUMIO Lend thine ear.
CURTIS Here.	CURTIS Here.
GRUMIO There!	GRUMIO There!
Strikes him	Strikes him
CURTIS This ’tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.	CURTIS This ’tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.
GRUMIO 25And therefore ’tis called a sensible tale. And this cuff was but to knock at your ear and beseech list'ning. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress—	GRUMIO And therefore ’tis called a sensible tale. And this cuff was but to knock at your ear and beseech list'ning. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress—
CURTIS Both of one horse?	CURTIS Both of one horse?
GRUMIO What’s that to thee?	GRUMIO What’s that to thee?
CURTIS Why, a horse.	CURTIS Why, a horse.
GRUMIO Tell thou the tale! But hadst thou not crossed me, thou shouldst have heard how her horse fell, and she under her horse. Thou shouldst have heard in how miry a place, how she was bemoiled, how he left her with the horse upon her, how he beat me because her horse stumbled, how she waded through the dirt to pluck him off me, how he swore, how she prayed that never prayed before, how I cried, how the horses ran away, how her bridle was burst, how I lost my crupper, with many things of worthy memory which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return unexperienced to thy grave.	GRUMIO Tell thou the tale! But hadst thou not crossed me, thou shouldst have heard how her horse fell, and she under her horse. Thou shouldst have heard in how miry a place, how she was bemoiled, how he left her with the horse upon her, how he beat me because her horse stumbled, how she waded through the dirt to pluck him off me, how he swore, how she prayed that never prayed before, how I cried, how the horses ran away, how her bridle was burst, how I lost my crupper, with many things of worthy memory which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return unexperienced to thy grave.
CURTIS 30 By this reck'ning he is more shrew than she.	CURTIS By this reck'ning he is more shrew than she.
GRUMIO Ay, and that thou and the proudest of you all shall find when he comes home. But what talk I of this? Call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and the rest. Let their heads be slickly combed, their blue coats brushed, and their garters of an indifferent knit. Let them curtsy with their left legs, and not presume to touch a hair of my master’s horse-tail till they kiss their hands. Are they all ready?	GRUMIO Ay, and that thou and the proudest of you all shall find when he comes home. But what talk I of this? Call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and the rest. Let their heads be slickly combed, their blue coats brushed, and their garters of an indifferent knit. Let them curtsy with their left legs, and not presume to touch a hair of my master’s horse-tail till they kiss their hands. Are they all ready?
CURTIS They are.	CURTIS They are.
GRUMIO Call them forth.	GRUMIO Call them forth.
CURTIS (calling offstage) Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master to countenance my mistress.	CURTIS (calling offstage) Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master to countenance my mistress.
GRUMIO 35 Why, she hath a face of her own.	GRUMIO Why, she hath a face of her own.
CURTIS Who knows not that?	CURTIS Who knows not that?
GRUMIO Thou, it seems, that calls for company to countenance her.	GRUMIO Thou, it seems, that calls for company to countenance her.
CURTIS I call them forth to credit her.	CURTIS I call them forth to credit her.
GRUMIO Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them.	GRUMIO Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them.
Enter four or five Servingmen	Enter four or five Servingmen
NATHANIEL 40 Welcome home, Grumio.	NATHANIEL Welcome home, Grumio.
PHILIP How now, Grumio?	PHILIP How now, Grumio?
JOSEPH What, Grumio!	JOSEPH What, Grumio!
NICHOLAS Fellow Grumio!	NICHOLAS Fellow Grumio!
NATHANIEL How now, old lad?	NATHANIEL How now, old lad?
GRUMIO 45Welcome, you!—How now, you?—What, you!—Fellow, you!—And thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, and all things neat?	GRUMIO Welcome, you!—How now, you?—What, you!—Fellow, you!—And thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, and all things neat?
NATHANIEL All things is ready. How near is our master?	NATHANIEL All things is ready. How near is our master?
GRUMIO E'en at hand, alighted by this. And therefore be not— Cock’s passion, silence! I hear my master.	GRUMIO E'en at hand, alighted by this. And therefore be not— Cock’s passion, silence! I hear my master.
Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHERINE	Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHERINE
PETRUCHIO Where be these knaves? What, no man at door 50 To hold my stirrup nor to take my horse! Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?	PETRUCHIO Where be these knaves? What, no man at door To hold my stirrup nor to take my horse! Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?
ALL SERVINGMEN Here, here, sir! Here, sir!	ALL SERVINGMEN Here, here, sir! Here, sir!
PETRUCHIO “Here, sir! Here, sir! Here, sir! Here, sir!” You loggerheaded and unpolished grooms! 55 What, no attendance? No regard? No duty? Where is the foolish knave I sent before?	PETRUCHIO “Here, sir! Here, sir! Here, sir! Here, sir!” You loggerheaded and unpolished grooms! What, no attendance? No regard? No duty? Where is the foolish knave I sent before?
GRUMIO Here, sir, as foolish as I was before.	GRUMIO Here, sir, as foolish as I was before.
PETRUCHIO You peasant swain! You whoreson malt-horse drudge! Did I not bid thee meet me in the park 60 And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?	PETRUCHIO You peasant swain! You whoreson malt-horse drudge! Did I not bid thee meet me in the park And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?
GRUMIO Nathaniel’s coat, sir, was not fully made, And Gabriel’s pumps were all unpinked i' th' heel. There was no link to color Peter’s hat, And Walter’s dagger was not come from sheathing. 65 There were none fine but Adam, Rafe, and Gregory. The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly. Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you.	GRUMIO Nathaniel’s coat, sir, was not fully made, And Gabriel’s pumps were all unpinked i' th' heel. There was no link to color Peter’s hat, And Walter’s dagger was not come from sheathing. There were none fine but Adam, Rafe, and Gregory. The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly. Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you.
PETRUCHIO Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.	PETRUCHIO Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.
Exeunt Servants	Exeunt Servants
Singing 70 Where is the life that late I led— Where are those—Sit down, Kate, and welcome.— Soud, soud, soud, soud!	Singing Where is the life that late I led— Where are those—Sit down, Kate, and welcome.— Soud, soud, soud, soud!
Enter Servants with supper	Enter Servants with supper
Why, when, I say?—Nay, good sweet Kate, be merry.— Off with my boots, you rogues! You villains, when?	Why, when, I say?—Nay, good sweet Kate, be merry.— Off with my boots, you rogues! You villains, when?
75 Sings It was the friar of orders gray, As he forth walkèd on his way:— A servant tries to take off PETRUCHIO’s boots. Out, you rogue! You pluck my foot awry. 80 Take that, and mend the plucking off the other. Strikes him Be merry, Kate.—Some water, here, what, ho! Where’s my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get you hence And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither.	Sings It was the friar of orders gray, As he forth walkèd on his way:— A servant tries to take off PETRUCHIO’s boots. Out, you rogue! You pluck my foot awry. Take that, and mend the plucking off the other. Strikes him Be merry, Kate.—Some water, here, what, ho! Where’s my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get you hence And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither.
Exit a servant	Exit a servant
85 One, Kate, that you must kiss and be acquainted with.— Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water?—	One, Kate, that you must kiss and be acquainted with.— Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water?—
Enter one with water	Enter one with water
Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily.— You whoreson villain! Will you let it fall? Strikes him	Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily.— You whoreson villain! Will you let it fall? Strikes him
KATHERINE 90 Patience, I pray you! 'Twas a fault unwilling.	KATHERINE Patience, I pray you! 'Twas a fault unwilling.
PETRUCHIO A whoreson, beetle-headed, flap-eared knave!— Come, Kate, sit down. I know you have a stomach. Will you give thanks, sweet Kate, or else shall I?— What’s this? Mutton?	PETRUCHIO A whoreson, beetle-headed, flap-eared knave!— Come, Kate, sit down. I know you have a stomach. Will you give thanks, sweet Kate, or else shall I?— What’s this? Mutton?
FIRST SERVANT 95 Ay.	FIRST SERVANT Ay.
PETRUCHIO Who brought it?	PETRUCHIO Who brought it?
PETER I.	PETER I.
PETRUCHIO 'Tis burnt, and so is all the meat. What dogs are these! Where is the rascal cook? How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser And serve it thus to me that love it not? 100 There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all! Throws the meat, & c. about the stage You heedless joltheads and unmannered slaves! What, do you grumble? I’ll be with you straight.	PETRUCHIO 'Tis burnt, and so is all the meat. What dogs are these! Where is the rascal cook? How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser And serve it thus to me that love it not? There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all! Throws the meat, & c. about the stage You heedless joltheads and unmannered slaves! What, do you grumble? I’ll be with you straight.
Exeunt servants	Exeunt servants
KATHERINE I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet. 105 The meat was well, if you were so contented.	KATHERINE I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet. The meat was well, if you were so contented.
PETRUCHIO I tell thee, Kate, ’twas burnt and dried away. And I expressly am forbid to touch it, For it engenders choler, planteth anger; And better ’twere that both of us did fast, 110 Since of ourselves, ourselves are choleric, Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh. Be patient, tomorrow ’t shall be mended, And, for this night, we’ll fast for company.	PETRUCHIO I tell thee, Kate, ’twas burnt and dried away. And I expressly am forbid to touch it, For it engenders choler, planteth anger; And better ’twere that both of us did fast, Since of ourselves, ourselves are choleric, Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh. Be patient, tomorrow ’t shall be mended, And, for this night, we’ll fast for company.
Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber.	Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber.
Exeunt	Exeunt
Enter Servants severally	Enter Servants severally
NATHANIEL 115 Peter, didst ever see the like?	NATHANIEL Peter, didst ever see the like?
PETER He kills her in her own humor.	PETER He kills her in her own humor.
Enter CURTIS	Enter CURTIS
GRUMIO Where is he?	GRUMIO Where is he?
CURTIS In her chamber, Making a sermon of continency to her, 120 And rails and swears and rates, that she, poor soul, Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, And sits as one new-risen from a dream. Away, away, for he is coming hither!	CURTIS In her chamber, Making a sermon of continency to her, And rails and swears and rates, that she, poor soul, Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, And sits as one new-risen from a dream. Away, away, for he is coming hither!
Exeunt	Exeunt
Enter PETRUCHIO	Enter PETRUCHIO
PETRUCHIO Thus have I politicly begun my reign, 125 And ’tis my hope to end successfully. My falcon now is sharp and passing empty, And, till she stoop, she must not be full-gorged, For then she never looks upon her lure. Another way I have to man my haggard, 130 To make her come and know her keeper’s call.	PETRUCHIO Thus have I politicly begun my reign, And ’tis my hope to end successfully. My falcon now is sharp and passing empty, And, till she stoop, she must not be full-gorged, For then she never looks upon her lure. Another way I have to man my haggard, To make her come and know her keeper’s call.
PETRUCHIO That is, to watch her, as we watch these kites That bate and beat and will not be obedient. She ate no meat today, nor none shall eat. Last night she slept not, nor tonight she shall not. 135 As with the meat, some undeservèd fault I’ll find about the making of the bed, And here I’ll fling the pillow, there the bolster, This way the coverlet, another way the sheets. Ay, and amid this hurly I intend 140 That all is done in reverend care of her. And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night, And if she chance to nod I’ll rail and brawl, And with the clamor keep her still awake. This is a way to kill a wife with kindness, 145 And thus I’ll curb her mad and headstrong humor. He that knows better how to tame a shrew, Now let him speak; ’tis charity to show.	PETRUCHIO That is, to watch her, as we watch these kites That bate and beat and will not be obedient. She ate no meat today, nor none shall eat. Last night she slept not, nor tonight she shall not. As with the meat, some undeservèd fault I’ll find about the making of the bed, And here I’ll fling the pillow, there the bolster, This way the coverlet, another way the sheets. Ay, and amid this hurly I intend That all is done in reverend care of her. And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night, And if she chance to nod I’ll rail and brawl, And with the clamor keep her still awake. This is a way to kill a wife with kindness, And thus I’ll curb her mad and headstrong humor. He that knows better how to tame a shrew, Now let him speak; ’tis charity to show.
Exit	Exit

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Enter GRUMIO	Enter GRUMIO
GRUMIO Fie, fie on all tired jades, on all mad masters, and all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? Was ever man so 'rayed? Was ever man so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and they are coming after to warm them. Now, were not I a little pot and soon hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me. But I with blowing the fire shall warm myself. For, considering the weather, a taller man than I will take cold.—Holla, ho! Curtis!	GRUMIO Fie, fie on all tired jades, on all mad masters, and all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? Was ever man so 'rayed? Was ever man so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and they are coming after to warm them. Now, were not I a little pot and soon hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me. But I with blowing the fire shall warm myself. For, considering the weather, a taller man than I will take cold.—Holla, ho! Curtis!
Enter CURTIS	Enter CURTIS
CURTIS Who is that calls so coldly?	CURTIS Who is that calls so coldly?
GRUMIO A piece of ice. If thou doubt it, thou mayst slide from my shoulder to my heel with no greater a run but my head and my neck. A fire, good Curtis.	GRUMIO A piece of ice. If thou doubt it, thou mayst slide from my shoulder to my heel with no greater a run but my head and my neck. A fire, good Curtis.
CURTIS Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?	CURTIS Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?
GRUMIO 5Oh, ay, Curtis, ay, and therefore fire, fire. Cast on no water.	GRUMIO Oh, ay, Curtis, ay, and therefore fire, fire. Cast on no water.
CURTIS Is she so hot a shrew as she’s reported?	CURTIS Is she so hot a shrew as she’s reported?
GRUMIO She was, good Curtis, before this frost. But thou knowest winter tames man, woman and beast, for it hath tamed my old master and my new mistress and myself, fellow Curtis.	GRUMIO She was, good Curtis, before this frost. But thou knowest winter tames man, woman and beast, for it hath tamed my old master and my new mistress and myself, fellow Curtis.
CURTIS Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast.	CURTIS Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast.
GRUMIO Am I but three inches? Why, thy horn is a foot, and so long am I, at the least. But wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress, whose hand, she being now at hand, thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot office?	GRUMIO Am I but three inches? Why, thy horn is a foot, and so long am I, at the least. But wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress, whose hand, she being now at hand, thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot office?
CURTIS 10 I prithee, good Grumio, tell me, how goes the world?	CURTIS I prithee, good Grumio, tell me, how goes the world?
GRUMIO A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine, and therefore fire! Do thy duty, and have thy duty, for my master and mistress are almost frozen to death.	GRUMIO A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine, and therefore fire! Do thy duty, and have thy duty, for my master and mistress are almost frozen to death.
CURTIS There’s fire ready. And therefore, good Grumio, the news.	CURTIS There’s fire ready. And therefore, good Grumio, the news.
GRUMIO Why, “Jack, boy! Ho, boy!” and as much news as wilt thou.	GRUMIO Why, “Jack, boy! Ho, boy!” and as much news as wilt thou.
CURTIS Come, you are so full of cony-catching!	CURTIS Come, you are so full of cony-catching!
GRUMIO 15Why, therefore fire, for I have caught extreme cold. Where’s the cook? Is supper ready, the house trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept, the servingmen in their new fustian, their white stockings, and every officer his wedding garment on? Be the Jacks fair within, the Jills fair without, the carpets laid, and everything in order?	GRUMIO Why, therefore fire, for I have caught extreme cold. Where’s the cook? Is supper ready, the house trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept, the servingmen in their new fustian, their white stockings, and every officer his wedding garment on? Be the Jacks fair within, the Jills fair without, the carpets laid, and everything in order?
CURTIS All ready. And therefore, I pray thee, news.	CURTIS All ready. And therefore, I pray thee, news.
GRUMIO First, know my horse is tired, my master and mistress fallen out.	GRUMIO First, know my horse is tired, my master and mistress fallen out.
CURTIS How?	CURTIS How?
GRUMIO Out of their saddles into the dirt, and thereby hangs a tale.	GRUMIO Out of their saddles into the dirt, and thereby hangs a tale.
CURTIS 20 Let’s ha' ’t, good Grumio.	CURTIS Let’s ha' ’t, good Grumio.
GRUMIO Lend thine ear.	GRUMIO Lend thine ear.
CURTIS Here.	CURTIS Here.
GRUMIO There!	GRUMIO There!
Strikes him	Strikes him
CURTIS This ’tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.	CURTIS This ’tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.
GRUMIO 25And therefore ’tis called a sensible tale. And this cuff was but to knock at your ear and beseech list'ning. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress—	GRUMIO And therefore ’tis called a sensible tale. And this cuff was but to knock at your ear and beseech list'ning. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress—
CURTIS Both of one horse?	CURTIS Both of one horse?
GRUMIO What’s that to thee?	GRUMIO What’s that to thee?
CURTIS Why, a horse.	CURTIS Why, a horse.
GRUMIO Tell thou the tale! But hadst thou not crossed me, thou shouldst have heard how her horse fell, and she under her horse. Thou shouldst have heard in how miry a place, how she was bemoiled, how he left her with the horse upon her, how he beat me because her horse stumbled, how she waded through the dirt to pluck him off me, how he swore, how she prayed that never prayed before, how I cried, how the horses ran away, how her bridle was burst, how I lost my crupper, with many things of worthy memory which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return unexperienced to thy grave.	GRUMIO Tell thou the tale! But hadst thou not crossed me, thou shouldst have heard how her horse fell, and she under her horse. Thou shouldst have heard in how miry a place, how she was bemoiled, how he left her with the horse upon her, how he beat me because her horse stumbled, how she waded through the dirt to pluck him off me, how he swore, how she prayed that never prayed before, how I cried, how the horses ran away, how her bridle was burst, how I lost my crupper, with many things of worthy memory which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return unexperienced to thy grave.
CURTIS 30 By this reck'ning he is more shrew than she.	CURTIS By this reck'ning he is more shrew than she.
GRUMIO Ay, and that thou and the proudest of you all shall find when he comes home. But what talk I of this? Call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and the rest. Let their heads be slickly combed, their blue coats brushed, and their garters of an indifferent knit. Let them curtsy with their left legs, and not presume to touch a hair of my master’s horse-tail till they kiss their hands. Are they all ready?	GRUMIO Ay, and that thou and the proudest of you all shall find when he comes home. But what talk I of this? Call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and the rest. Let their heads be slickly combed, their blue coats brushed, and their garters of an indifferent knit. Let them curtsy with their left legs, and not presume to touch a hair of my master’s horse-tail till they kiss their hands. Are they all ready?
CURTIS They are.	CURTIS They are.
GRUMIO Call them forth.	GRUMIO Call them forth.
CURTIS (calling offstage) Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master to countenance my mistress.	CURTIS (calling offstage) Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master to countenance my mistress.
GRUMIO 35 Why, she hath a face of her own.	GRUMIO Why, she hath a face of her own.
CURTIS Who knows not that?	CURTIS Who knows not that?
GRUMIO Thou, it seems, that calls for company to countenance her.	GRUMIO Thou, it seems, that calls for company to countenance her.
CURTIS I call them forth to credit her.	CURTIS I call them forth to credit her.
GRUMIO Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them.	GRUMIO Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them.
Enter four or five Servingmen	Enter four or five Servingmen
NATHANIEL 40 Welcome home, Grumio.	NATHANIEL Welcome home, Grumio.
PHILIP How now, Grumio?	PHILIP How now, Grumio?
JOSEPH What, Grumio!	JOSEPH What, Grumio!
NICHOLAS Fellow Grumio!	NICHOLAS Fellow Grumio!
NATHANIEL How now, old lad?	NATHANIEL How now, old lad?
GRUMIO 45Welcome, you!—How now, you?—What, you!—Fellow, you!—And thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, and all things neat?	GRUMIO Welcome, you!—How now, you?—What, you!—Fellow, you!—And thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce companions, is all ready, and all things neat?
NATHANIEL All things is ready. How near is our master?	NATHANIEL All things is ready. How near is our master?
GRUMIO E'en at hand, alighted by this. And therefore be not— Cock’s passion, silence! I hear my master.	GRUMIO E'en at hand, alighted by this. And therefore be not— Cock’s passion, silence! I hear my master.
Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHERINE	Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHERINE
PETRUCHIO Where be these knaves? What, no man at door 50 To hold my stirrup nor to take my horse! Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?	PETRUCHIO Where be these knaves? What, no man at door To hold my stirrup nor to take my horse! Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?
ALL SERVINGMEN Here, here, sir! Here, sir!	ALL SERVINGMEN Here, here, sir! Here, sir!
PETRUCHIO “Here, sir! Here, sir! Here, sir! Here, sir!” You loggerheaded and unpolished grooms! 55 What, no attendance? No regard? No duty? Where is the foolish knave I sent before?	PETRUCHIO “Here, sir! Here, sir! Here, sir! Here, sir!” You loggerheaded and unpolished grooms! What, no attendance? No regard? No duty? Where is the foolish knave I sent before?
GRUMIO Here, sir, as foolish as I was before.	GRUMIO Here, sir, as foolish as I was before.
PETRUCHIO You peasant swain! You whoreson malt-horse drudge! Did I not bid thee meet me in the park 60 And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?	PETRUCHIO You peasant swain! You whoreson malt-horse drudge! Did I not bid thee meet me in the park And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?
GRUMIO Nathaniel’s coat, sir, was not fully made, And Gabriel’s pumps were all unpinked i' th' heel. There was no link to color Peter’s hat, And Walter’s dagger was not come from sheathing. 65 There were none fine but Adam, Rafe, and Gregory. The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly. Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you.	GRUMIO Nathaniel’s coat, sir, was not fully made, And Gabriel’s pumps were all unpinked i' th' heel. There was no link to color Peter’s hat, And Walter’s dagger was not come from sheathing. There were none fine but Adam, Rafe, and Gregory. The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly. Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you.
PETRUCHIO Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.	PETRUCHIO Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.
Exeunt Servants	Exeunt Servants
Singing 70 Where is the life that late I led— Where are those—Sit down, Kate, and welcome.— Soud, soud, soud, soud!	Singing Where is the life that late I led— Where are those—Sit down, Kate, and welcome.— Soud, soud, soud, soud!
Enter Servants with supper	Enter Servants with supper
Why, when, I say?—Nay, good sweet Kate, be merry.— Off with my boots, you rogues! You villains, when?	Why, when, I say?—Nay, good sweet Kate, be merry.— Off with my boots, you rogues! You villains, when?
75 Sings It was the friar of orders gray, As he forth walkèd on his way:— A servant tries to take off PETRUCHIO’s boots. Out, you rogue! You pluck my foot awry. 80 Take that, and mend the plucking off the other. Strikes him Be merry, Kate.—Some water, here, what, ho! Where’s my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get you hence And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither.	Sings It was the friar of orders gray, As he forth walkèd on his way:— A servant tries to take off PETRUCHIO’s boots. Out, you rogue! You pluck my foot awry. Take that, and mend the plucking off the other. Strikes him Be merry, Kate.—Some water, here, what, ho! Where’s my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get you hence And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither.
Exit a servant	Exit a servant
85 One, Kate, that you must kiss and be acquainted with.— Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water?—	One, Kate, that you must kiss and be acquainted with.— Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water?—
Enter one with water	Enter one with water
Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily.— You whoreson villain! Will you let it fall? Strikes him	Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily.— You whoreson villain! Will you let it fall? Strikes him
KATHERINE 90 Patience, I pray you! 'Twas a fault unwilling.	KATHERINE Patience, I pray you! 'Twas a fault unwilling.
PETRUCHIO A whoreson, beetle-headed, flap-eared knave!— Come, Kate, sit down. I know you have a stomach. Will you give thanks, sweet Kate, or else shall I?— What’s this? Mutton?	PETRUCHIO A whoreson, beetle-headed, flap-eared knave!— Come, Kate, sit down. I know you have a stomach. Will you give thanks, sweet Kate, or else shall I?— What’s this? Mutton?
FIRST SERVANT 95 Ay.	FIRST SERVANT Ay.
PETRUCHIO Who brought it?	PETRUCHIO Who brought it?
PETER I.	PETER I.
PETRUCHIO 'Tis burnt, and so is all the meat. What dogs are these! Where is the rascal cook? How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser And serve it thus to me that love it not? 100 There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all! Throws the meat, & c. about the stage You heedless joltheads and unmannered slaves! What, do you grumble? I’ll be with you straight.	PETRUCHIO 'Tis burnt, and so is all the meat. What dogs are these! Where is the rascal cook? How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser And serve it thus to me that love it not? There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all! Throws the meat, & c. about the stage You heedless joltheads and unmannered slaves! What, do you grumble? I’ll be with you straight.
Exeunt servants	Exeunt servants
KATHERINE I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet. 105 The meat was well, if you were so contented.	KATHERINE I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet. The meat was well, if you were so contented.
PETRUCHIO I tell thee, Kate, ’twas burnt and dried away. And I expressly am forbid to touch it, For it engenders choler, planteth anger; And better ’twere that both of us did fast, 110 Since of ourselves, ourselves are choleric, Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh. Be patient, tomorrow ’t shall be mended, And, for this night, we’ll fast for company.	PETRUCHIO I tell thee, Kate, ’twas burnt and dried away. And I expressly am forbid to touch it, For it engenders choler, planteth anger; And better ’twere that both of us did fast, Since of ourselves, ourselves are choleric, Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh. Be patient, tomorrow ’t shall be mended, And, for this night, we’ll fast for company.
Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber.	Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber.
Exeunt	Exeunt
Enter Servants severally	Enter Servants severally
NATHANIEL 115 Peter, didst ever see the like?	NATHANIEL Peter, didst ever see the like?
PETER He kills her in her own humor.	PETER He kills her in her own humor.
Enter CURTIS	Enter CURTIS
GRUMIO Where is he?	GRUMIO Where is he?
CURTIS In her chamber, Making a sermon of continency to her, 120 And rails and swears and rates, that she, poor soul, Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, And sits as one new-risen from a dream. Away, away, for he is coming hither!	CURTIS In her chamber, Making a sermon of continency to her, And rails and swears and rates, that she, poor soul, Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, And sits as one new-risen from a dream. Away, away, for he is coming hither!
Exeunt	Exeunt
Enter PETRUCHIO	Enter PETRUCHIO
PETRUCHIO Thus have I politicly begun my reign, 125 And ’tis my hope to end successfully. My falcon now is sharp and passing empty, And, till she stoop, she must not be full-gorged, For then she never looks upon her lure. Another way I have to man my haggard, 130 To make her come and know her keeper’s call.	PETRUCHIO Thus have I politicly begun my reign, And ’tis my hope to end successfully. My falcon now is sharp and passing empty, And, till she stoop, she must not be full-gorged, For then she never looks upon her lure. Another way I have to man my haggard, To make her come and know her keeper’s call.
PETRUCHIO That is, to watch her, as we watch these kites That bate and beat and will not be obedient. She ate no meat today, nor none shall eat. Last night she slept not, nor tonight she shall not. 135 As with the meat, some undeservèd fault I’ll find about the making of the bed, And here I’ll fling the pillow, there the bolster, This way the coverlet, another way the sheets. Ay, and amid this hurly I intend 140 That all is done in reverend care of her. And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night, And if she chance to nod I’ll rail and brawl, And with the clamor keep her still awake. This is a way to kill a wife with kindness, 145 And thus I’ll curb her mad and headstrong humor. He that knows better how to tame a shrew, Now let him speak; ’tis charity to show.	PETRUCHIO That is, to watch her, as we watch these kites That bate and beat and will not be obedient. She ate no meat today, nor none shall eat. Last night she slept not, nor tonight she shall not. As with the meat, some undeservèd fault I’ll find about the making of the bed, And here I’ll fling the pillow, there the bolster, This way the coverlet, another way the sheets. Ay, and amid this hurly I intend That all is done in reverend care of her. And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night, And if she chance to nod I’ll rail and brawl, And with the clamor keep her still awake. This is a way to kill a wife with kindness, And thus I’ll curb her mad and headstrong humor. He that knows better how to tame a shrew, Now let him speak; ’tis charity to show.
Exit	Exit