Taken from the Complete Works of William Shakespeare
The Taming of the Shrew
SCENE I.—PADUA. A public Place.
Tra. [Advancing.] I pray, sir, tell me,—
is it possible
That love should of a sudden take such hold?
Luc. O Tranio, till I found it to be true,
I never thought it possible or likely;
But see! while idly I stood looking on
I found the effect of love in idleness:
And now in plainness do confess to thee,—
That art to me as secret and as dear
As Anna to the Queen of Carthage was,—
Tranio, I burn, I pine, I perish, Tranio,
If I achieve not this young modest girl:
Counsel me, Tranio, for I know thou canst;
Assist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt.
Tra. Master, it is no time to chide you now;
Affection is not rated from the heart; [so,—
If love have touch’d you, nought remains but
Redtime te capium quam queas minimo.
Luc. Gramercies, lad; go forward; this con-
The rest will comfort, for thy counsel’s sound.
Tra. Master, you look’d so longly on the
Perhaps you mark’d not what’s the pith of all.
Luc. O yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face,
Such as the daughter of Agenor had, [hand,
That made great Jove to humble him to her
When with his knees he kiss’d the cretan
Tra. Saw you no more? mark’d you not how
Began to scold, and raise up such a storm,
That mortal ears might hardly endure the din?
Luc. Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move,
And with her breath she did perfume the air;
Sacred and sweet was all I saw in her.
Tra. Nay, then, ’tis time to stir him from
I pray, awake, sir. If you love the maid,
Bend thoughts and wits to achieve her. Thus
Her eldest sister is so curst and shrewd
That, till the father rid his hands of her,
Master, your love must live a maid at home;
And therefore has he closely mew’d her up,
Because she will not be annoy’d with suitors.
Luc. Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father’s he!
But art thou not advis’d he took some care
To get her cunning schoolmasters to instruct
Tra. Ay, marry, am I, sir: and now ’tis
Luc. I have it, Tranio
Tra. Master, for my hand,
Both our inventions meet and jump in one.
Luc. Tell me thine first.
Tra. You will be schoolmaster,
And undertake the teaching of the maid:
That’s your device.
Luc. It is: may it be done?
Tra. Not possible; for who shall bear your
And be in Padua here Vincentio’s son;
Keep house, and ply his book; welcome his
Visit his countrymen and banquet them?
Luc. Basta; content thee; for I have it full.
We have not yet been seen in any house;
Nor can we be distinguished 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.
T’is 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.
Tra. So you had need.
[They exchange habits.
In brief, then, 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,
Luc. Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves:
And let me be a slave, to achieve that maid
Whose sudden sight hath thrall’d my wounded
Here comes the rogue.
Sirrah, where have you been?
Bion. Where have I been? Nay, how now!
where are you?
Master, has my fellow Tranio stolen your
Or you stolen his? or both? pray, what’s the
Luc. 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 countenance 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 yo on him, I charge you, as becomes,
While I make way from hence to save my life:
You understand me?
Bion. I, sir! ne’er a whit.
Luc. And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth;
Tranio is chang’d into Lucentio.
Bion. The better for him; would I were so
Tra. So could I, faith, boy, to have the next
wish after,— [daughter.
That Lucentio indeed had Baptista’s youngest
But, sirrah,—not for my sake, but your mas-
ter’s, I advise [companies:
You use your manners discretely in all kind of
When I am alone, why, the I am Tranio;
But in all places else, your master Lucentio.
Luc. Tranio, let’s go:—
One thing more rests, that thyself execute,—
To make one among these wooers. If thou ask
Sufficeth, my reasons are both good and
[1 Serv. My lord, you nod; you do not mind
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!]
(On 8/22/14 – Join me for the continuation of “The Taming of the Shrew”,
We will begin ACT I. SCENE II.—The same. Before HORTENSIO’s House.)