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But what is smear'd and shameful! I must Of those minds that inhabit it, safely wise, Necessity compels me.

[kill him; And to all strangers virtuous. But I see 1 Gent. But think better,

My admiration has drawn night upon me, Petr. There is no other cure left: Yet, And longer to expect iny friend may pull me witness with me,

Into suspicion of too late a stirrer, All that is fair in man, all that is noble, Which all good governments are jealous of: I am not greedy of this life I seek for, I'll home, and think at liberty. Yet, certain, Nor thirst to shed man's blood; and 'would 'Tis not so far night as I thought; for, see, 'twere possible

A fair house yet stands open ; yct all about it (I wish it with my sonl, so much I tremble Are close, and no light stirring: There inay To offend the sacred image of my Maker!)

be foul play. My sword could only kill his crimes! No, 'tis I'll venture to look in; if there be knaves, Honour,


may do a good office, Ilonour, my noble friends, that idol Honour, Woman (Bithin). Signor? That all the world now worships, not Petru John. What? How's this? Must do this justice.

[chio, Woman (within). Signor Fabritið? Ant. Let it once be done,

John. I'll go nearer.
And 'tis no matter whether you, or Honour, Woman [within]. Fabritio?
Or both, be accessary:

John. This is a woman's tongue; 2 Gent. Do you weigh, Petruchio,

be good done. The value of the person, power and greatness, Womun (within]. Who's there? Fabritio? And what this spark may kindle?

John. Ay. Petr. To perform it,

Woman (within). Where are you? (So much l’ın tied to reputation,

John. Here.

[sake! And credit of my house) let it raise wild-fires Woman (within). Oh, come, for Heaven's That all this dukedom smoke, and stornis John. I must see wbat this means.

that toss me Into the waves of everlasting ruin,

Enter Woman, with a child. Yet I must thro'. If ye dare side me

Woman. I have staid this long hour for Ant. Dare?

you. Make no noise, Petr. Ye're frie indeed; if not For things are in strange trouble. Here; be 2 Gent. Here's none flies from you;


[eyes watch us Do it in what design you please, we'll back

'Tis worth your care.


gone now: More you.

Than may be for our safeties. Ant. But then, be sure ye kill him!!

John. Hark you! 2 Gent. Is the cause

Woman. Peace! Good night. [Erit, So mortal, nothing but his life-

John. She's gone, and I am loaden, ForPetr. Believe me,

tune for me! A less offence has been the desolation It weighis well, and it feels well; it may chance Of a whole nanie.

To be some pack of worth: By th' mass, 'tis 2 Gent. No other way to purge


heavy! Petr. There is, but never to be hop'd for. If it be coin or jewels, 'tis worth welcome;

2 Gent. Think an hour more: [you, I'll ne'er refuse a fortune: I am contident And if then you find no safer road to guide 'Tis of no common price. Now to iny lodg. We'll set up our rests tow.

ing! Ant. Mine's up already;

If it hit right, I'll bless this night. [Erit. And hang hin, for my part, goes less than life!


SCENE IV. 2 Gent, If we see noble cause, 'tis like our

Enter Frederick. May be as free and forward as your words.

[Exeunt. SCENE (II.

I cannot meet him; sure he has encounterd

Some light-o'-love or other, and there ineang Enter Don John.

To play at in and in for this night. Well, John. The civil order of this town Bologna Don John, Makes it belov'd and honour'd of all travel If you do spring a leak, or get an itch, lers,

Till ye claw off your curl'd pute, thank yout As a most safe retirement in all troubles;


(more, Besides the wholesome seat, and voble temper You must be still a boot-halling?. One round

1 1 Gent. But then be sure ye kill him.] Mr. Seward, observing that these words did not suit the moderate character of the Gentlemen, gives them to Petruchio. They are much more suitable to Antonio, we think, who is crying out for blood through the whole scene.

· Buot-halling.] Most probably, an indecent allusion. In Monsieur Thomas, one of Hylas's objections to matrimony is, because he would not cobble other men's old boots' VOL. II,


Fred. 'Tis strange,

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[least poise

Tho'it be late, l'il venture, to discover you. If I had got this gingerbread; ne'er stirrid I do not like your out-leaps. [Erit. me,

[tice So I had had a stroke fort; it had been jusSCENE V.

Then to have kept it : But to raise a dairy

For other men's adulteries, consume myself Enler Duke and three Gentlemen.

in candlest, Duke. Welcome to town. Are ye all fit? And scow'ring-works, in nurses, bells, and 1 Gent. To point3, sir.

Only for charity, for mere . I thank you,'. Duke. Where are the horses?

little troubles me: The least touch for it, 2 Gent. Where they were appointed. Had but my breeches got it, bad contented

Duke. Be private all; and whatsoever forOfer itself, let's stand sure. (tune Whose-e'erit is, sure't had a wealthy mother; 3 Gent. Fear not us:

For 'tis well cloath'd, and, if I be not cozen'd, Ere you shall be endanger'd, or deluded, Well lind within. To leave it here were We'll make a black vight on't.

barbarous, Duke. No more; I know it.

And ten to one would kill it; a more sin You know your quarters?

Than his that got it: Well, I will dispose 1 Gent. Will you go alone, sir?


(rings, Duke. Ye sball vot be far from me; the And keep it, as they keep deaths' heads in Shall bring ye to my rescue.

To crv Ålemento to me; no more peeping! 2 Gent. We are counsellid. [Exeunt. Now all the dunger is to qualify (we live,

The good old gentlewoman, at whose house SCENE VI.

For she will fall upon me with a catechisin

Of four hours long: I must endure all; Enter Don John.

For I will know this mother. Come, good John. Was ever man so paid for being wonder, curious,

Let you and I be jogging; your starr'd trehle Ever so bobb'd for searching out adventures, Will waken the rude watch else. All that le As I am ? Did the devil lead me? Must I needs Curious night-walkers, may they find my fee! be peeping

(Erit. Into men's houses, where I had no business,

SCENE VII. And make myself a mischief? 'Tis well carried!

Enter Frederick. I must take other men's occasions on me, Fred. Sure he's gone home: l've beaten And be I know not whom! Most finely han all the purlicus, dled!

(chase? But cannot bolt him. If he be a-bobbing, What have I got hy this pow? what's the pure 'i'is not my care can cure him: To morrowA piece of evening arras-work, a child,


geon's Indeed an infidel : This comes of peeping! I shall have further knowledge from a surA lump got out of laziness. Good White Where be lies inoor'd, to mend his leaks, bread,

[have I Let's have no bawling with you! 'Sdeath,

Enter Constantia. Known wenches thus long, all the ways of Con. I'm ready,

[you; wenches,

And thro' a world of dangers am flown to Their snares and subtilties; have I read over Be full of haste and care, we are undone else. All their school-learnings, div'd into their Where are your people? which way must we quiddits,

For Heav'n sake, stay not here, sir. [travel? And am I now bum-fiddled with a bastard? Fred. What may this prove? Fetch'd over with a card of five, and in mine Con. Alas, I am mistaken, lost, undone, old days,

For ever perish'd! Sir, for Heav'n sake, tell After the dire massacre of a million

Are you a gentleman ?

me, Of maidenheads ? caught the cominon way?

Fred. I am. i'th' night too,

Con. Of this place? Under another's name, to make the matter Fred. No, born in Spain. Carry more weight about it? Well, Don John, Con. As ever you lov'd honour, You will be wiser one day, when you've pur As ever your desires may gain their ends, chas'd

Do a poor wretched woman but this benefit, A beavy of these butter-prints together, For I am forc'd to trust you! With searching out conceal'd iniquities,

Fred. You have charm'd me; Without coumission. Why, it would ne'er Hunanity and llonour bid me help you, grieve me,

And if I fail your trust3 To point] signifies completely, as we now say to a hair. Consume myself in candles. Mr. Seward, on recommendation of Mr. Sympson, reads, Consume myseit in caudies.' Sec Lovers' Prouress, act iv.

Con. The time's too dangerous

Mine audit's cast, and farewell five and To stay your protestations: I believe you fifty! Alas, I must believe you. From this place,

Petr. Let's talk no longer; place your. Good noble sir, remove me instantly,

selves with silence, And for a time, where nothing but yourself, As I directed ye, and when time calls us, And honest conversation, may come near me, As ye are friends, so shew yourselves. In some secure place, settle me: What I ain, dint. So be it.

[Ereunt, And why thus boldly I commit my credit Into a stranger's hand, the fears and danger's

Tuat force me to this wild course, at more
I shall reveal unto you.

Enter Don John and Lan:llady.

[leisure Fred. Come, be hearty;

Land. Nay, son, if this be your regardHe must strike thro' my life that takes you

John. Gnod inuiler! from me.

[Eveunt. Lund. Good me no goods! Your cousin and yourself

selves SCENE VIII.

Are welcome to me, whilst you bear your

Like honest and true gentlemen. Bring bin Enter Petruchio, Antonio, and,two Gentlemen.

ther Petr. Ile will sure come. Are ye wellarm'u? To my house, that have ever been reputed Ant. Ne'cr fear us:

A gentlewoman of a decent and fair carriage, Here's that will make 'em dance without a And so behav'd myself fiddle. friends, Join. I know you have.

[name Peir. We are to look for no weak loes, my Lund. Bring nither, as I say, (to make any Nor unadvis'd ones.

Stink in my neighbour's nostrils) your devices, Ant. Best gamesters make the best game; Your brats, got out of Alicanti, and brohen We shall fight close and handsome then.


Tuings! 1 Gent. Antonio,

Your linsey-woolsy work, your hasty puds You are a thought too bloody.

I fuster up your tilch'd iniquities? Ant. Why? All physicians

You are di:ceiv'd in me, sir; I ain nonc And penny almanacks allow the opening Of those receivers. Of veins this month. Why do you talk of Johnt. Have I not sworn unto you bloody?

'Tis none of mine, and shew'd you how I What come we for? to fall to cuffs for apples? found it?

getit; What, would you make the cause a cudgel

Lund. You found an easy fool that let you

[nour Sh’bad better have worn pasteras. On what terms stands this man? Is not his ho John. Will you hear me? Opeu'd to his hand, and pick'd out like an Land. (atlis? what do you care for oaths, oyster?

to gain your ends,

[know ye? His credit like a quart pot knock'd together, When ye are nigti and pamper'd? What saint Able to hold no liquor? Clear but this point. Or what religion, but your purpos'il lewdness,

Petr. Speak softly, gentle cousin. Is to be look'd for of ye? Nay, I nill tell yo, Ant. I'li speak truly;

You will then swear like accus'a cut-purses, What should inen do allied to these disgraces? As far of truth too; and lie beyond all talLick o'er his enemy, sit down, and dance I'ın sick to see this dealing.

couers ! bim

John. Hlear'n forbid, mother! 2 Gent. You are as faro'th'bow-hand now 5, - Lund. Nay, I am very sick. Ant. And cry,

[more, child?' John. Who waits there? . That's my fine hoy; thou wilt do so no Anih. [within.] Sir.

(wive. Petr. Here are no such cold pities.

John. Bring down the bottle of Canary Ant. By saint Jaques, [ Andrew, Lund. Exceeding sick; Heav'n help me! They shall not find me onc! Here'sold tough John. llaste ve, sirrahı.A special friend of mine; an he but hold, I must ev'n make her drunk.- Nay, gentle I'll strike 'ein such a hornpipe! Knocks I mother!

[purpose come for,

Lund. Now, fy upon ye! Was it for this And the best blood I light on; I profess it; You fetch'd your evening-walks for your

diNot to scare coster-mongers: If i luse mine gestions? own,

For this, pretended holiness? No weather, s Bou-hand.) A sea-term, derived from the bow of a ship; which, says Dr. Johnson, begins at the loof and compassing ends of the stern, and ends at the steromost parts of the forecastle.

6 Your brats, got out of Alligant.] In Rowley's Match at Midnight, Randal and Ancient Young quarrelling, Sim, another of the characters, interposes, Gentlemen, there's Alegunt

in the house; 'pray set no inore abroach.' The Landlady here means, “ Your brats produced • by intoxication and faithless promises.'


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Not before day, could hold you from the Your pleasure comes with proht; when ye matins.

(pray'd well, must needs do, Were these your bo-peep prayers? You've Do where ye may be done to, 'tis a wisdom And with a learned zeal; watch'd well too. Becomes a young man well: Be sure of one Your Saint,

sicker! thing, It seems, was pleas'd as well. Still sicker, Lose not your labour and your time together,

It seasons of a fool, son ; time is precious, Enter Anthony, with a bottle of wine.

Work wary whilst you have it; since you John. There is no talking to her 'till I've must traffick

[Signor; drench'it her.

(draught; Sometimes this slippery way, take sure hold, Give me. llere, mother, take a good round Trade with no broken merchants, make your Twill purge spleen from your spirits: Deeper, lading mother.

finend all.

As you would make your rest?, adventurously, Land. Ay, ay, son, you imagine this will But with advantage ever. Jonn. All, i'faith, mother.

John. All this time, mother, Land. I contess the wine

The child wants looking-to, wants meat and Will do his part.

(have all, John. I'll pledge you.

Land. Now blessing o'thy care! It shall Land. But, sou John!

And instantly: I'll seek a nurse myself, son. John. I know your meaning, mother ; 'Tis a sweet child! Ah, my young Spaniard! touch it once inore;

(draught, Take you no further care, sir. Alas, you look not well; take a round John. Yes, of these jewels, [yours, (It warms the blood well, and restores the I must, by your leave, mother. These are And then we'll talk at large. [colour) | To make your care the stronger; for the rest Land. A civil gentleman ?

(of? | I'll find a master. The gold, for bringing up A stranger? one the town holds a good regard I freely render to your charge. son't, John. Nay, I will silence thee.

Lund. No more words,

(me: Lund. One that should weigh his fair name? Nor no more children, good son, as you love Oh, a stitch!

[good mother; This may do well,
John. There's nothing better for a stitch, John. "I shall observe your morals,
Make no spare of it; as you love your health, But where's don Frederick, mother?
Mince not the maiter.

Land. Ten to one
Land. As I said, a gentleman?

About the like adventure; he told me,
Lodge in

house? Now Heav'n's my com He was to find you ont.

(E.rit. fort, Signor

John. Why should he stay thus? John. I look'd for this, (me thus;

There may be some ill chance in't: Sleep I Land. I did not think you would have us'd

[pleas'd, A woman of my credit; one, Heav'n knows, Before I've found him. Now this woman's That lov'd you but too tenderly.

I'll seek my friend out, and my care is cas'd. John. Dear mother, (it.

[Exit. I ever found your kindness, and acknowledge Land. No, no, I am a fool to counsel you,

SCENE X. Where is the infant? come, let's see your workmanship.

Enter Duke and Gentlemen. ['tis, and a lusty one. Joltn. None of mine, mother; but there 1 Gent. Believe, sir, 't is as possible to do it, Land. .lleav'n bless thee,

As to remove the city: The main faction Thou hadst a hasty making; but the best is, Swarm thro' the streets like hornets, arm'd *Tis many a good man's fortune. As I live, Your own eyes, Signor; and the nether lip Able to ruin states; no safety left us, As like you, as y' had spit it.

Nor means to die like men, if instantly John. I am glad on’t,

You draw not back again. Lund. Bless me, what things are these? Duke. May he be drawn John. I thought my labour (jewels, And quarter'd too, that turns now! Were I Was not all lost. 'Tis gold, and these are

[death Bath rich, and right, I hope.

Of death than thou art of thy fears, and with Lund. Well, well, son John,

More than those fears are too--I see you are a woodman, and can chuse 1 Gent. Sir, I fear not. Your deer, thu' it be i'th' dark; all your dis Duke. I would not crack my vow, start cretion

from my honour, Is not yet lost; this was well clapt aboard: Because I may find danger; wound my soul, Here I ain with you now; when, as they say, To keep my body safe!

* As you would make your rest.]. This is an allusion to fencing. So Mercutio says of the duellist Tibalt, res's his minum; one, two,' &c. in which words he at once alludes to the different sciences of musick and defence.

will not,

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1 Gent. I speak not, sir,

Join'd to my vow'd obedience, shall protect Out of a baseness to you.

Were dangers more than doubts. Duke. No, nor do not

Con. Ye're truly noble,
Out of a baseness leave me. What is danger, And worth a woman's trust: Let it becoine
More than the weakness of our apprehensions? (I do beseech you, sir) for all your kindness,
A poor cold part o'th' blood ? Who takes it To render with my thanks, this worthless tri-
hold of?

may be longer troublesome.

[fe; Cowards, and wicked livers: Valiant minds Fred. Fair offices

(lady, Were made the masters of it; and as hearty Are still their own rewards: Heav'n bless me,

From selling civil courtesies ! May it please In desperate storms stem with a little rudder If you will force a tavour to oblige me, (you, The tumbling ruins of the ocean;

Draw but that cloud aside, to satisty me So with their cause and swords do they do For what good angel I'm engag'd. dangers.

Con. It shall be, Say we were sure to die all in this venture, For I am truly confident you're honest : (As I am confident against it) is there any The piece is scarce worth looking on. Amongst us of so fat a sense, so pamper'd, Fred. Trust me Would chuse luxuriously to lie a-bed, The abstract of all beauty, soul of sweetness ! And purge away his spirit, send his soul out Defend me, honest thoughts, I shall grow In sugar-sops and syrups? Give me dying, wild else!

[Heav'ns, As dying ought to be, upon mine enemy, What eyes are there, rather what little Parting with mankind by a man that's manly. To stir men's contemplations! what a PaLet 'em be all the world, and bring along


(be temperate : Cain's envy with 'em, I will on!

Runs thro' each part she has! Good blood, 2 Gent. You may, sir;

I must look off; too excellent an object But with what safety?

Contounds the sense that sces it.-Noble 1 Gent. Since 'tis come to dying,


lady, You shall perceive, sir, here be those amongst If there be any further service to cast on me, Can die as decently as other men,

Let it be worth my life, so much I honour ye, And with as little ceremony. On, brave sir. Or the engagement of whole familiesDuke. That's spoken heartily.

Con. Your service is too liberal, worthy sir; 1 Gent. And he that flinches,

Thus far I shall entreatMay be die lousy in a ditch!

Fred. Command me, lady; Duke. No more dying ;,

You make your power too poor, There's no such danger in it. What's o'clock? Con. That presently

3 Gent. Somewhat above your hour. With all convenient haste, you would retire Duke. Away then quickly;

Unto the street you found me in. dlake no noise, and no trouble will attend us. Fred. 'Tis done.

[press'd [Ereunt. Con. There, if you find a gentleman op

With force and violence, do a man's office,

And draw your sword to rescue binn.
Enter Frederick, and Peter with a candle. Fred. He's safe,
Fred. Give me the candle. So; go you

Be what he will; and let his foes be devils, out that way.

Arm'd with your pity, I shall conjure 'em. Peter. What have we now to do?

Retire; this key will guide you: All things Fred. And o' your life, sirrah,

Are there before you.

[necessary Con. All my prayers go

with Let none come near the door without my

you. [Erit. knowledge;

Fred. You clap on proof upon me: Men No, not my Landlady, nor my friend.

say gold Peter. Tis done, sir. [cerns me.

Does all, engages all, works thro’all dangers: Fred. Nor any serious business that con

Now I say Beauty can do more: The king's Peter. Is the wind there again?

exchequer, Fred. Be gone.

Nor all his wealthy Indies, could not draw me Peter. I am, sir. :

[Erit. Thro' half those miseries this piece of pleasure

Might make me leap into : We're all like Enter Constantia.

sea-cards, Fred. Now enter without fear. And, no All our endeavours and our motions, ble lady,

(As they do to the North) still point at beauty, That safety and civility you wish'd for Still at the fairest: For a handsome woman Shall truly bere attend you : No rude tongue (Setting my soul aside) it should go hard, Nor Tough behaviour knows this place, no But I would strain iny body: Yet to her, wishes

Unless it be her own free gratitude, [in me, Beyond the moderation of a man,

Hopes, ye shall die, and thou tongue rot withDarc enter here; your own desires and in Ere I infringe my faith: Now to my rescue! nocence,


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