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The Taming of the Shrew: Act 4, Scene 1

The Taming of the Shrew
Act 4, Scene 1

Scene 1

Petruchio’s country house.

  1. Enter Grumio.

Grumio

2 - 10
  1. Fie, fie on all tir’d jades, on all mad masters, and all
  2. foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? Was ever man so ray’d?
  3. Was ever man so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and
  4. they are coming after to warm them. Now were not I a little
  5. pot and soon hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my
  6. tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I
  7. should come by a fire to thaw me. But I with blowing the
  8. fire shall warm myself; for considering the weather, a
  9. taller man than I will take cold. Holla, ho, Curtis!
  1. Enter Curtis.

Curtis

12
  1. Who is that calls so coldly?

Grumio

13 - 15
  1. A piece of ice. If thou doubt it, thou mayst slide from my
  2. shoulder to my heel with no greater a run but my head and my
  3. neck. A fire, good Curtis.

Curtis

16
  1. Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?

Grumio

17 - 18
  1. O ay, Curtis, ay, and therefore fire, fire; cast on no
  2. water.

Curtis

19
  1. Is she so hot a shrew as she’s reported?

Grumio

20 - 22
  1. She was, good Curtis, before this frost; but thou know’st
  2. winter tames man, woman, and beast; for it hath tam’d my old
  3. master and my new mistress and myself, fellow Curtis.

Curtis

23
  1. Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast.

Grumio

24 - 28
  1. Am I but three inches? Why, thy horn is a foot, and so long
  2. am I at the least. But wilt thou make a fire, or shall I
  3. complain on thee to our mistress, whose hand (she being now
  4. at hand) thou shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for
  5. being slow in thy hot office?

Curtis

29
  1. I prithee, good Grumio, tell me, how goes the world?

Grumio

30 - 32
  1. A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine, and
  2. therefore fire. Do thy duty and have thy duty, for my master
  3. and mistress are almost frozen to death.

Curtis

33
  1. There’s fire ready, and therefore, good Grumio, the news.

Grumio

34
  1. Why, Jack, boy! Ho, boy!” and as much news as wilt thou.

Curtis

35
  1. Come, you are so full of cony-catching!

Grumio

36 - 41
  1. Why, therefore fire, for I have caught extreme cold. Where’s
  2. the cook? Is supper ready, the house trimm’d, rushes
  3. strew’d, cobwebs swept, the servingmen in their new fustian,
  4. their white stockings, and every officer his wedding garment
  5. on? Be the Jacks fair within, the Gills fair without, the
  6. carpets laid, and every thing in order?

Curtis

42
  1. All ready; and therefore I pray thee, news.

Grumio

43 - 44
  1. First, know my horse is tir’d, my master and mistress fall’n
  2. out.

Curtis

45
  1. How?

Grumio

46 - 47
  1. Out of their saddles into the dirt, and thereby hangs a
  2. tale.

Curtis

48
  1. Let’s ha’t, good Grumio.

Grumio

49
  1. Lend thine ear.

Curtis

50
  1. Here.

Grumio

51
  1. There.
  1. Strikes him.

Curtis

53
  1. This ’tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.

Grumio

54 - 57
  1. And therefore ’tis call’d a sensible tale; and this cuff was
  2. but to knock at your ear, and beseech list’ning. Now I
  3. begin: Imprimis, we came down a foul hill, my master riding
  4. behind my mistress

Curtis

58
  1. Both of one horse?

Grumio

59
  1. What’s that to thee?

Curtis

60
  1. Why, a horse.

Grumio

61 - 70
  1. Tell thou the tale. But hadst thou not cross’d me, thou
  2. shouldst have heard how her horse fell, and she under her
  3. horse; thou shouldst have heard in how miry a place, how she
  4. was bemoil’d, how he left her with the horse upon her, how
  5. he beat me because her horse stumbled, how she waded through
  6. the dirt to pluck him off me; how he swore, how she pray’d
  7. that never pray’d before; how I cried, how the horses ran
  8. away, how her bridle was burst; how I lost my crupper, with
  9. many things of worthy memory, which now shall die in
  10. oblivion, and thou return unexperienc’d to thy grave.

Curtis

71
  1. By this reck’ning he is more shrew than she.

Grumio

72 - 79
  1. Ay, and that thou and the proudest of you all shall find
  2. when he comes home. But what talk I of this? Call forth
  3. Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and
  4. the rest; let their heads be slickly comb’d, their blue
  5. coats brush’d, and their garters of an indifferent knit; let
  6. them curtsy with their left legs, and not presume to touch a
  7. hair of my master’s horse-tail till they kiss their hands.
  8. Are they all ready?

Curtis

80
  1. They are.

Grumio

81
  1. Call them forth.

Curtis

82 - 83
  1. Do you hear, ho? You must meet my master to countenance my
  2. mistress.

Grumio

84
  1. Why, she hath a face of her own.

Curtis

85
  1. Who knows not that?

Grumio

86
  1. Thou, it seems, that calls for company to countenance her.

Curtis

87
  1. I call them forth to credit her.
  1. Enter four or five Servingmen.

Grumio

89
  1. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them.

Nathaniel

90
  1. Welcome home, Grumio!

Philip

91
  1. How now, Grumio?

Joseph

92
  1. What, Grumio!

Nicholas

93
  1. Fellow Grumio!

Nathaniel

94
  1. How now, old lad?

Grumio

95 - 97
  1. Welcome, you; how now, you; what, you; fellow, youand thus
  2. much for greeting. Now, my spruce companions, is all ready,
  3. and all things neat?

Nathaniel

98
  1. All things is ready. How near is our master?

Grumio

99 - 100
  1. E’en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore be notCock’s
  2. passion, silence! I hear my master.
  1. Enter Petruchio and Kate.

Petruchio

102 - 104
  1. Where be these knaves? What, no man at door
  2. To hold my stirrup, nor to take my horse?
  3. Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?

All Servants

105
  1. Here, here, sir, here, sir.

Petruchio

106 - 109
  1. Here, sir! Here, sir! Here, sir! Here, sir!
  2. You loggerheaded and unpolish’d grooms!
  3. What? No attendance? No regard? No duty?
  4. Where is the foolish knave I sent before?

Grumio

110
  1. Here, sir, as foolish as I was before.

Petruchio

111 - 113
  1. You peasant swain, you whoreson malt-horse drudge!
  2. Did I not bid thee meet me in the park,
  3. And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?

Grumio

114 - 120
  1. Nathaniel’s coat, sir, was not fully made,
  2. And Gabr’el’s pumps were all unpink’d i’ th’ heel;
  3. There was no link to color Peter’s hat,
  4. And Walter’s dagger was not come from sheathing;
  5. There were none fine but Adam, Rafe, and Gregory;
  6. The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly,
  7. Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you.

Petruchio

121 - 143
  1. Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.
  2. Exeunt Servants.
  3. Sings.
  4. Where is the life that late I led?
  5. Where are those”—
  6. Sit down, Kate, and welcome. Soud, soud, soud, soud!
  7. Enter Servants with supper.
  8. Why, when, I say? Nay, good sweet Kate, be merry.
  9. Off with my boots, you rogues! You villains, when?
  10. Sings.
  11. It was the friar of orders grey,
  12. As he forth walked on his way”—
  13. Out, you rogue, you pluck my foot awry.
  14. Take that, and mend the plucking off the other.
  15. Strikes him.
  16. Be merry, Kate. Some water here; what ho!
  17. Enter one with water.
  18. Where’s my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get you hence,
  19. And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither;
  20. One, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acquainted with.
  21. Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water?
  22. Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily.
  23. You whoreson villain, will you let it fall?
  1. Strikes him.

Katherina

145
  1. Patience, I pray you, ’twas a fault unwilling.

Petruchio

146 - 149
  1. A whoreson, beetle-headed, flap-ear’d knave!
  2. Come, Kate, sit down, I know you have a stomach.
  3. Will you give thanks, sweet Kate, or else shall I?
  4. What’s this? Mutton?

Joseph

150
  1.                      Ay.

Petruchio

151
  1.     Who brought it?

Peter

152
  1.                 I.

Petruchio

153 - 160
  1. ’Tis burnt, and so is all the meat.
  2. What dogs are these? Where is the rascal cook?
  3. How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser
  4. And serve it thus to me that love it not?
  5. There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all.
  6. He throws down the table and meat and all, and beats them.
  7. You heedless joltheads and unmanner’d slaves!
  8. What, do you grumble? I’ll be with you straight.
  1. Exeunt Servants.

Katherina

162 - 163
  1. I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet.
  2. The meat was well, if you were so contented.

Petruchio

164 - 172
  1. I tell thee, Kate, ’twas burnt and dried away,
  2. And I expressly am forbid to touch it;
  3. For it engenders choler, planteth anger,
  4. And better ’twere that both of us did fast,
  5. Since of ourselves, ourselves are choleric,
  6. Than feed it with such overroasted flesh.
  7. Be patient, tomorrow’t shall be mended,
  8. And for this night we’ll fast for company.
  9. Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber.
  1. Exeunt.
  1. Enter Servants severally.

Nathaniel

175
  1. Peter, didst ever see the like?

Peter

176
  1. He kills her in her own humor.
  1. Enter Curtis, a servant.

Grumio

178
  1. Where is he?

Curtis

179 - 183
  1. In her chamber, making a sermon of continency to her,
  2. And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul,
  3. Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak,
  4. And sits as one new risen from a dream.
  5. Away, away, for he is coming hither.
  1. Exeunt.
  1. Enter Petruchio.

Petruchio

186 - 209
  1. Thus have I politicly begun my reign,
  2. And ’tis my hope to end successfully.
  3. My falcon now is sharp and passing empty,
  4. And till she stoop, she must not be full-gorg’d,
  5. For then she never looks upon her lure.
  6. Another way I have to man my haggard,
  7. To make her come, and know her keeper’s call,
  8. That is, to watch her, as we watch these kites
  9. That bate and beat and will not be obedient.
  10. She eat no meat today, nor none shall eat;
  11. Last night she slept not, nor tonight she shall not;
  12. As with the meat, some undeserved fault
  13. I’ll find about the making of the bed,
  14. And here I’ll fling the pillow, there the bolster,
  15. This way the coverlet, another way the sheets.
  16. Ay, and amid this hurly I intend
  17. That all is done in reverend care of her,
  18. And in conclusion, she shall watch all night,
  19. And if she chance to nod I’ll rail and brawl,
  20. And with the clamor keep her still awake.
  21. This is a way to kill a wife with kindness,
  22. And thus I’ll curb her mad and headstrong humor.
  23. He that knows better how to tame a shrew,
  24. Now let him speak; ’tis charity to shew.
  1. Exit.
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