Taken from the Complete Works of William Shakespeare
The Taming of the Shrew
SCENE II.— The same. Before BAPTISTA’s
Enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, TRANIO, KATHARINE,
BIANCA, LUCENTIO, and Attendants.
Bap. Signior Lucentio [to TRANIO], this is the
That Katharine and Petruchio should be married,
And yet we hear not of our son-in-law:
What will be said? what mocker will it be,
To want the bridegroom when the priest at-
To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage?
What says Lucentio to this shame of ours?
Kath. No shame but mine: I must, forsooth,
To give my hand, oppos’d against my heart,
Unto a mad-brain rudesby, full of spleen;
Who woo’d in haste, and means to wed at
I told you, I, he was a frantic fool,
Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour:
And, to be noted for a merry man,
He’ll woo a thousand, ‘point the day of mar-
Make friends, invite them, and proclaim the
Yet never means to wed where he hath woo’d.
Now must the world point at poor Katharine,
And say, Lo, there is mad Petruchio’s wife,
If it would please him come and marry her!
Tra. Patience, good Katharine, and Bap-
Upon my life, Petruchio means but well!
Whatever fortune stays him from his word:
Though he be blunt, I know him passing wise;
Though he be merry, yet withal he’s honest.
Kath. Would Katharine had never seen him
[Exit, weeping, followed by BIANCA and others.
Bap. Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to
For such an injury would vex a very saint,
Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour.
Bion. Master, master! old news, and such
news as you never heard of! [be?
Bap. Is it new and old too? how may that
Bion. Why, is it not news to hear of Petru-
Bap. Is he come?
Bion. Why, no, sir.
Bap. What then?
Bion. He is coming.
Bap. When will he be here? [you there.
Bion. When he stands where I am, and sees
Tra. But, say, what to thine old news?
Bion. Why, Petruchio is coming, in a new
hat and on old jerkin; a pair of old breeches
thrice turn’d; a pair of boots that have been
candle-cases, one buckled, another laced; an
old rusty sword ta’en out of the town armoury,
with a broken hilt, and chapeless; with two
broken points: his horse hipped with an old
mothy saddle, and stirrups of no kindred;
besides, possessed with the glanders, and like
to mose in the chine; troubled with the lam-
pass, infected with the fashions, fell of wind-
galls, sped with spavins, rayed with the yellows,
past cure of the fives, stark spoiled with the
staggers, begnawn with the bots, swayed in the
back, and shoulder-shotten; ne’er legged before
and with a half-checked bit; and a head-stall of
sheep’s leather, which, being restrained to keep
him from stumbling, hath been often burst, and
now repaired with knots; one girth six times
pieced, and a woman’s crupper of velure, which
hath two letters for her name, fairly set down
in studs, and here and there pieced with pack-
Bap. Who comes with him?
Bion. O, sir, his lackey, for all the world
caparisoned like the horse; with a linen stock
on one leg and a kersey boot-hose on the other,
gartered with a red and blue list; an old hat,
and The humour of forty fancies pricked in ‘t for
a feather: a monster, a very monster in ap-
parel; and not like a Christian footboy or a
Tra. ‘Tis some odd humour pricks him to
Yet oftentimes he goes but mean apparell’d.
Bap. I am glad he is come, howsoe’er he
Bion. Why, sir, he comes not.
Bap. Didst thou not say he comes?
Bion. Who? that Petruchio came?
Bap. Ay, that Petruchio came.
Bion. No, sir; I say his horse comes with
him on his back.
Bap. Why, that’s all one.
Bion. Nay, by saint Jamy,
I hold you a penny,
A horse and a man
Is more than one,
And yet not many.
(On 9/02/14 – Join me for the continuation of “The Taming of the Shrew”,
We will continue with ACT III. SCENE II.— The same. Before BAPTISTA’s House.)