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on a time, in days gone by,
A merchant lived in Italy,
Who had two daughters young and fair,
One, cause of joy-the other, care.
For Kate, alas! disturbed his life
With endless scenes of noisy strife,
So bad a temper, he felt sure,
Never tormented man before!
His other child-Bianca named-
His love for many virtues claimed;
But Kate would often scold and beat
Her sister, though so calm and sweet.
One day, she tied Bianca's hands,
But while she held her thus in bands,
Their father came and set her free
From Kath'rine's cruel tyranny.
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The townsfolk, who this story knew,
Called the cross girl a wicked SHREW,
A SHREW is one who scolds and cries,
And often in a passion flies.
The merchant hoped that some fine day
A husband might take Kate away;
But who that liked a quiet life
Would choose a vixen for his wife ?
At last, however, a suitor came,
Petiuchio was the bold man's name.
.. Just as he talked the matter o'er,
. .With Katherine's father, at the door,
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Kate's music master trembling stands,
', ;" A broken lute is in his hands;
The merchant, full of sudden fear,
That some new outbreak they might hear
(For the poor man looked scared and pale),
Hastened to stop the dreaded tale,
And cried, "What, will my daughter be
A good musician ? Woefully
(' ii The master answered, I should say
A better soldier, Sir! To-day
As I to teach her fing'ring tried,
S-. And bade her mind her frets, she cried,
/ '1 Frets call you them? then I will fret
S' And fume, and you your due shall get!
\j With that, her cheeks all fiery red,
She beat the lute about my head,
Right through the broken wood it passed,
S' And I was in a pillory fast !
While there she called me every name
That ready to her anger came."
The father heard him with an air
Of mingled anger and despair,
And to his daughter's suitor turned
(Who thus the maiden's temper learned),
And said, "This story of the lute
Will doubtless end your present suit;
You cannot by your choice abide.
Go, seek elsewhere a gentler bride."11
"Nay," said Petruchio, I will woo
And" wed this merry maiden too !
I like her spirit; give her me
And we shall live right jovially."
He wooed her, though she stormed and raved,
And calmly all her fury braved,
Until her shrewish rage was done,
And, he a stormy bride had won.
He bore her off the wedding-day,
Refusing for the feast to stay,
And over many a rugged road
He took her to his own abode.
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Then hungry, weary, cross, the bride
Sits down to supper by his side.
Across the board he casts his eyes,
"What's this ?" with angry voice he cries.
" Roast mutton, sir." "Say, mutton burnt,"
He thunders. Knaves, have you not learnt
That I detest meat over-dressed ?
Take this,-and this,-and all the rest;
So this a bridal feast you call !
Here, take it, trenchers, cups. and all!"
Then on the floor the whole he threw,
And right and left the china flew.
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No supper Kath'rine had that night,
But hungry woke with morning's light,
And putting haughtiness aside
Went forth to get her wants supplied.
Then finding in an empty room
Grumio, her husband's trusted groom,
She begged that he would bring her meat-
No matter what !-that she might eat;
" For I am really starved," she said;
"With brawling only I am fed.
Go, Grumio, get me any food,
I care not what, so it be good."
" I think," then said the cunning lad,
" You would not find a neat's foot bad ? "
" I like it well: go bring it here,"
She cries. He answers, Nay, I fear
Too cold a meat for you t'would be;
It might not quite with you agree.
A fine boiled tripe, perhaps, you'd eat,
Or beef, with mustard, is good meat."
She said, For beef I greatly wish,
I always liked that English dish."
"Aye, but the mustard is too hot,"
He slyly adds, I had forgot."
Kath'rine replies, The beef is best
Without it: let the mustard rest.
Either, or both, or what you will-
Unless you wish me hungry still."
"Well, then, the mustard," he replies,
"Without the beef."-With flashing eyes
Kath'rine upon the varlet flies,
And wildly in her fury cries,
" You mock me with the name of meat!"
Then straight begins the groom to beat.
He darts away, and leaves her there,
In silent anguish and despair.
But now her husband brings her food,
S'- '" j.,.___ And Kate, whose anger makes her rude,
-, _, No thanks for it will deign afford,
>____ But sullen seats her at the board.
Nay, then," he says, the meet return
For service you have yet to learn,
t"l ^The breakfast must be sent away
\ .- Unless due thanks for it you pay.
Here, take it hence!"
S. No, no!" she cried,
13 I thank you hunger
Whn a't conquering pride !
He smiled, and Dearest wife," he said,
S" When you at last are duly fed,
'. '" The tradesmen wait upon your leisure,
. To deck you with their rustling treasure."
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S 7 And now the wedding trousseau brought,
-T-, Which in those days the bridegroom bought,
S, A cap the haberdasher shows,
V Of costly velvet, lace, and bows.
S, What's this ?" the angry bridegroom cries,
A walnut shell of smallest size ?
,;^ A knack ? a toy ? a velvet dish ?
Bring larger! we will none of this."
.The startled bride, with flashing eyes,
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I'll have no bigger if you please,
Gentlewomen wear caps like these!"
I "When you are gentle," murmured he,
S-" Such caps, perhaps, your own may be."
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The tailor next a dress displays,
Which, like the cap, wins little praise.
S"What masking stuff," he cries, "is here ?
Who, think you, such a sleeve could wear ?
: Here's snip and nip, and cut and slash,
And everywhere an ugly gash-
S' Take it away!" In vain the bride
S, To keep the pretty garment tried,
. :_ ,' With tears and scolding, pout and frown.
... .- --Her husband sent away the gown.
In vain she storms, his iron will,
, ,' 'i[ I" 1 Firm and unmoved, resists her still.
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Now for her father's house they start,
: And still the bridegroom plays his part.
-,' It was a bright, sunshiny noon.
r' <' i "e cries, "How goodly shines the moon!"
S The moon ?" the scornful bride replies,
"There is no moon in noontide skies,
It is the sun." He turns his rein:
Now homeward will we go again !
Crossed evermore I will not be,
And with my eyes my wife must see."
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Petruchio's friend, the bride was near,
He whispered softly in her ear,
No will but his, sweet lady, know,
Or we shall never onward go."
Kate then assents: It is the moon."
He frowns and said, "'Tis afternoon.
You know it is the blessed sun!" .
She meekly answered, Be it one
Or other, henceforth I will see /
Just as my husband orders me."
Then forward on -their way they
This quarrel being the very last
And Grumio muttered, with a '
" Per Baccho! master's
sure to win!
And so at length the pair are come
To the rich merchant's splendid home.
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A royal feast he held that night,
To celebrate a double rite,-
His youngest girl, his joy and pride,
Had also now become a bride,
And for the two so lately wed
\,; A noble banquet he had spread.
When the fair dames had left the board
Full many a joke and idle word
_.- Passed round the table; bets were laid,
Sy-' And many merry wagers made.
Petruchio cries, Now let us see
- Whose wife will most obedient be;
I bet upon my Kate." They laugh,
And to her health a goblet quaff,
Take up at heavy odds his bet,
And merry o'er the wager get,
Quite sure they'll win, for well they knew
S. His wife had always been a shrew.
-. The test was this: each lady fair
Who had a husband dining there,
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Should straight be summoned to his
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-- Should for her husband win the bet,
And praise for her obedience get.
S ,,i Each husband's message was the
Courteously begging his fair dame
,-- To join him in the banquet hall.
Alas! none answer to the call!
The ladies all excuses send.
S: Are busy," chatting with a friend,
Deem it a jest," Cannot come yet,"
S .-: Such are the answers the men get!
-- ,-- Petruchio last must try his fate,
.- He calls his page, "Go tell my Kate
That I command her to come here."
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"Command!" they cry, She will not come!"
When lo a wonder strikes them dumb,
For Kate herself, with meekest air,
Glides smiling to her husband's chair.
"What is your will with me ?" she cries.
With laughter twinkling in his cyes
He asks, "W\here are the ladies, Kate,
Who graced our banquet hall of late ?"
They sit conferring by the fire";
Go to them, Kate; tis my desire
You bring them hither: scold them well,
And a wife's duties to them tell."
|She goes; and soon she brings the bride
And smiling matrons at her side.
He tries her once again; My Kate,
The cap you wear to-night I hate."
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"Prythee, sweet, throw the trash away!"
With her, to hear is to obey;
The pretty cap lies on the ground,
And loud applause re-echoes round.
The merchant spoke.: My worthy son,
Fairly the wager thou hast won,
And I have gained another child,
Once fierce,-now gentle, sweet, and mild
To her, in this same happy hour,
I give a second wedding dower.
Our friends will own 'tis justly due
To him who thus has TAMED A SHREW."
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