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SCENE I. Padua. BAPTISTA'S house.

In one of the many nice rooms of the house, Mario and Wario taught Peach all that she needed to know.

"Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, sir:
Have you so soon forgot the entertainment
Her sister Katharina welcomed you withal?" Mario asked.

"But, wrangling pedant, this is
The patroness of heavenly harmony:
Then give me leave to have prerogative;
And when in music we have spent an hour,
Your lecture shall have leisure for as much." Wario said

"Preposterous ass, that never read so far
To know the cause why music was ordain'd!
Was it not to refresh the mind of man
After his studies or his usual pain?
Then give me leave to read philosophy,
And while I pause, serve in your harmony."

"Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine."

"Why, gentlemen, you do me double wrong,
To strive for that which resteth in my choice:
I am no breeching scholar in the schools;
I'll not be tied to hours nor 'pointed times,
But learn my lessons as I please myself.
And, to cut off all strife, here sit we down:
Take you your instrument, play you the whiles;
His lecture will be done ere you have tuned." Peach said.

"You'll leave his lecture when I am in tune?" Wario asked.

"That will be never: tune your instrument." Mario said.

"Where left we last?" Peach asked.

"Here, madam:
'Hic ibat Simois; hic est Sigeia tellus;
Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis.'" Mario said.

"Construe them."

"'Hic ibat,' as I told you before, 'Simois,' I am
Lucentio, 'hic est,' son unto Vincentio of Pisa,
'Sigeia tellus,' disguised thus to get your love;
'Hic steterat,' and that Lucentio that comes
a-wooing, 'Priami,' is my man Tranio, 'regia,'
bearing my port, 'celsa senis,' that we might
beguile the old pantaloon."

"Madam, my instrument's in tune." Wario announced.

"Let's hear. O fie! the treble jars." Peach said.

"Spit in the hole, man, and tune again." Mario coughed, so only Wario could hear.

"Now let me see if I can construe it: 'Hic ibat
Simois,' I know you not, 'hic est Sigeia tellus,' I
trust you not; 'Hic steterat Priami,' take heed
he hear us not, 'regia,' presume not, 'celsa senis,'
despair not." Peach said.

"Madam, 'tis now in tune." Wario said.

"All but the base." Mario said.

"The base is right; 'tis the base knave that jars." Wario said.

"How fiery and forward our pedant is!
Now, for my life, the knave doth court my love:
Pedascule, I'll watch you better yet." Wario whispered to himself.

"In time I may believe, yet I mistrust." Peach said.

"Mistrust it not: for, sure, AEacides
Was Ajax, call'd so from his grandfather." Mario said.

"I must believe my master; else, I promise you,
I should be arguing still upon that doubt:
But let it rest. Now, Licio, to you:
Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray,
That I have been thus pleasant with you both."

"You may go walk, and give me leave a while:
My lessons make no music in three parts." Wario said.

"Are you so formal, sir? well, I must wait," Mario said. Then he walked away, and whispered to himself. "And watch withal; for, but I be deceived,
Our fine musician groweth amorous."

"Madam, before you touch the instrument,
To learn the order of my fingering,
I must begin with rudiments of art;
To teach you gamut in a briefer sort,
More pleasant, pithy and effectual,
Than hath been taught by any of my trade:
And there it is in writing, fairly drawn." Wario said.

"Why, I am past my gamut long ago." Peach said.

"Yet read the gamut of Hortensio."

[Reads ''Gamut' I am, the ground of all accord,
'A re,' to Plead Hortensio's passion;
'B mi,' Bianca, take him for thy lord,
'C fa ut,' that loves with all affection:
'D sol re,' one clef, two notes have I:
'E la mi,' show pity, or I die.'
Call you this gamut? tut, I like it not:
Old fashions please me best; I am not so nice,
To change true rules for old inventions."

Then a servant entered the room.

"Mistress, your father prays you leave your books
And help to dress your sister's chamber up:
You know to-morrow is the wedding-day." The servant said.

"Farewell, sweet masters both; I must be gone." Peach said, before hurrying out of the room with the servant.

"Faith, mistress, then I have no cause to stay." Mario said, before leaving.

"But I have cause to pry into this pedant:
Methinks he looks as though he were in love:
Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so humble
To cast thy wandering eyes on every stale,
Seize thee that list: if once I find thee ranging,
Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing." Wario said.

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SCENE II. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house.

Everybody stood outside Dr. Mario's house, waiting for Ganon.

"[To TRANIO Signior Lucentio, this is the
'pointed day.
That Katharina and Petruchio should be married,
And yet we hear not of our son-in-law.
What will be said? what mockery will it be,
To want the bridegroom when the priest attends
To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage!
What says Lucentio to this shame of ours?" Dr. Mario asked.

"No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be forced
To give my hand opposed against my heart
Unto a mad-brain rudesby full of spleen;
Who woo'd in haste and means to wed at leisure.
I told you, I, he was a frantic fool,
Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behavior:
And, to be noted for a merry man,
He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage,
Make feasts, invite friends, and proclaim the banns;
Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd.
Now must the world point at poor Katharina,
And say, 'Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife,
If it would please him come and marry her!'" Samus said.

"Patience, good Katharina, and Baptista too.
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." Luigi said.

"Would Katharina had never seen him though!" Samus sobbed. She fled back into the house, crying. Peach, and most everybody else went in with her."Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep;
For such an injury would vex a very saint,
Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour." Dr. Mario said.

Felious ran up, looking the way he usually does.

"Master, master! news, old news, and such news as
you never heard of!" He cried.

"Is it new and old too? how may that be?" Dr. Mario asked.

"Why, is it not news, to hear of Petruchio's coming?"

"Is he come?""Why, no, sir."

"What then?"

"He is coming."

"When will he be here?"

"When he stands where I am and sees you there."

"But say, what to thine old news?" Luigi asked.

"Why, Petruchio is coming in a new hat and an old
jerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned, a pair
of boots that have been candle-cases, one buckled,
another laced, an old rusty sword ta'en out of the
town-armory, 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 lampass, infected
with the fashions, full of wingdalls, sped with
spavins, rayed with yellows, past cure of the fives,
stark spoiled with the staggers, begnawn with the
bots, swayed in the back and shoulder-shotten;
near-legged before and with, a half-chequed bit
and a head-stall of sheeps leather which, being
restrained to keep him from stumbling, hath been
often burst and now repaired with knots; one girth
six time 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 packthread."

"Who comes with him?" Dr. Mario asked.

"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 apparel, and not like a Christian
footboy or a gentleman's lackey."

"'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this fashion;
Yet oftentimes he goes but mean-apparell'd." Luigi said.

"I am glad he's come, howsoe'er he comes." Dr. Mario declared.

"Why, sir, he comes not." Felious said.

"Didst thou not say he comes?"

"Who? that Petruchio came?"

"Ay, that Petruchio came."

"No, sir, I say his horse comes, with him on his back."

"Why, that's all one."

"Nay, by Saint Jamy,
I hold you a penny,
A horse and a man
Is more than one,
And yet not many."

Ganon, riding his half dead horse, and Marth, appeared, both dressed in a fool's clothing.

"Come, where be these gallants? who's at home?" Ganon asked.

"You are welcome, sir." Dr. Mario said.

"And yet I come not well."

"And yet you halt not."

"Not so well apparell'd
As I wish you were." Luigi said.

"Were it better, I should rush in thus.
But where is Kate? where is my lovely bride?
How does my father? Gentles, methinks you frown:
And wherefore gaze this goodly company,
As if they saw some wondrous monument,
Some comet or unusual prodigy?" Ganon asked.

"Why, sir, you know this is your wedding-day:
First were we sad, fearing you would not come;
Now sadder, that you come so unprovided.
Fie, doff this habit, shame to your estate,
An eye-sore to our solemn festival!" Dr. Mario cried.

"And tells us, what occasion of import
Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife,
And sent you hither so unlike yourself?" Luigi asked.

"Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear:
Sufficeth I am come to keep my word,
Though in some part enforced to digress;
Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse
As you shall well be satisfied withal.
But where is Kate? I stay too long from her:
The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church." Ganon said.

"See not your bride in these unreverent robes:
Go to my chamber; Put on clothes of mine."

"Not I, believe me: thus I'll visit her."

"But thus, I trust, you will not marry her." Dr. Mario said.

"Good sooth, even thus; therefore ha' done with words:
To me she's married, not unto my clothes:
Could I repair what she will wear in me,
As I can change these poor accoutrements,
'Twere well for Kate and better for myself.
But what a fool am I to chat with you,
When I should bid good morrow to my bride,
And seal the title with a lovely kiss!"

Ganon left, followed by the silent Marth, and left Dr. Mario and Luigi to themselves.

"He hath some meaning in his mad attire:
We will persuade him, be it possible,
To put on better ere he go to church." Luigi said.

"I'll after him, and see the event of this." Dr. Mario said.

Dr. Mario and everybody else left, leaving behind Mario and Luigi.

"But to her love concerneth us to add
Her father's liking: which to bring to pass,
As I before unparted to your worship,
I am to get a man,--whate'er he be,
It skills not much. we'll fit him to our turn,--
And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa;
And make assurance here in Padua
Of greater sums than I have promised.
So shall you quietly enjoy your hope,
And marry sweet Bianca with consent." Luigi said.

"Were it not that my fellow-school-master
Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,
'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage;
Which once perform'd, let all the world say no,
I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world." Mario said.

"That by degrees we mean to look into,
And watch our vantage in this business:
We'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio,
The narrow-prying father, Minola,
The quaint musician, amorous Licio;
All for my master's sake, Lucentio."

Waluigi reappeared.

"Signior Gremio, came you from the church?"

"As willingly as e'er I came from school." Waluigi said, his left eye twitching violently.

"And is the bride and bridegroom coming home?" Luigi asked.

"A bridegroom say you? 'tis a groom indeed,
A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find."

"Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible."

"Why he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend."

"Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam."

"Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him!
I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priest
Should ask, if Katharina should be his wife,
'Ay, by gogs-wouns,' quoth he; and swore so loud,
That, all-amazed, the priest let fall the book;
And, as he stoop'd again to take it up,
The mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff
That down fell priest and book and book and priest:
'Now take them up,' quoth he, 'if any list.'"

"What said the wench when he rose again?"

"Trembled and shook; for why, he stamp'd and swore,
As if the vicar meant to cozen him.
But after many ceremonies done,
He calls for wine: 'A health!' quoth he, as if
He had been aboard, carousing to his mates
After a storm; quaff'd off the muscadel
And threw the sops all in the sexton's face;
Having no other reason
But that his beard grew thin and hungerly
And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drinking.
This done, he took the bride about the neck
And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smack
That at the parting all the church did echo:
And I seeing this came thence for very shame;
And after me, I know, the rout is coming.
Such a mad marriage never was before:
Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play."

Music

Everybody else re-entered.

"Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains:
I know you think to dine with me to-day,
And have prepared great store of wedding cheer;
But so it is, my haste doth call me hence,
And therefore here I mean to take my leave." Ganon explained.

"Is't possible you will away to-night?" Dr. Mario asked.

"I must away to-day, before night come:
Make it no wonder; if you knew my business,
You would entreat me rather go than stay.
And, honest company, I thank you all,
That have beheld me give away myself
To this most patient, sweet and virtuous wife:
Dine with my father, drink a health to me;
For I must hence; and farewell to you all."

"Let us entreat you stay till after dinner." Luigi said.

"It may not be."

"Let me entreat you." Waluigi said

"It cannot be."

"Let me entreat you." Samus begged.

"I am content." Ganon smiled.

"Are you content to stay?" She asked.

"I am content you shall entreat me stay;
But yet not stay, entreat me how you can." Ganon said.

"Now, if you love me, stay." Samus begged frantically.

"Grumio, my horse." Ganon ordered, ignoring her.

"Ay, sir, they be ready: the oats have eaten the horses." Marth said.

"Nay, then,
Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;
No, nor to-morrow, not till I please myself.
The door is open, sir; there lies your way;
You may be jogging whiles your boots are green;
For me, I'll not be gone till I please myself:
'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom,
That take it on you at the first so roundly." Samus said.

"O Kate, content thee; prithee, be not angry." Ganon said.

"I will be angry: what hast thou to do?
Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure."

"Ay, marry, sir, now it begins to work." Waluigi said.

"Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner:
I see a woman may be made a fool,
If she had not a spirit to resist."

"They shall go forward, Kate, at thy command.
Obey the bride, you that attend on her;
Go to the feast, revel and domineer,
Carouse full measure to her maidenhead,
Be mad and merry, or go hang yourselves:
But for my bonny Kate, she must with me.
Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret;
I will be master of what is mine own:
She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house,
My household stuff, my field, my barn,
My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;
And here she stands, touch her whoever dare;
I'll bring mine action on the proudest he
That stops my way in Padua. Grumio,
Draw forth thy weapon, we are beset with thieves;
Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man.
Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch
thee, Kate:
I'll buckler thee against a million." Ganon promised.

Ganon, with Samus and Marth on two other horses, rode away.

"Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones." Dr. Mario said.

"Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing." Waluigi said.

"Of all mad matches never was the like." Luigi whistled.

"Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister?" Mario asked Peach

"That, being mad herself, she's madly mated." Peach said

"I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated." Waluigi said.

"Neighbours and friends, though bride and
bridegroom wants
For to supply the places at the table,
You know there wants no junkets at the feast.
Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's place:
And let Bianca take her sister's room." Dr. Mario said.

"Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it?" Luigi asked.

"She shall, Lucentio. Come, gentlemen, let's go." Dr. Mario said.

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