you had best stop your Ears 'T is better set my Tongue at Liberty then lee my Heart break Pet. Speak Peg by all means say what thou wilt Sirrah carry that tawdry thing away Ceraldo tell him you 'll see him paid Aside and bid him leave it Come what sayst thou Peg Ger. Leave the Gown in the next Room Taylor and take no notice of what he says I 'll see you paid for 't Aside Exit Marg. Why I say I will have that Gown and every thing I have a mind 〈…〉 not bring you such a Portion to be made a Fool of Pet. Very true thou' rt in the right Peg come le ts to Horse these Cloaths will serve turn at present till we can get better Go Sirrah lead the Horses to the Lands end thether we 'll walk a foot le ts see I think 't is about seven a Clock we shall reach to my Father in Laws by Dinner time with Ease Marg. 'T is almost Two you cannot get thether by Supper time Pet. It shall be seaven e're I go why what a Mischief's this what I say or do you are still crossing it Let the Horses alone I will not go to day and e're I do it shall be what a Clock I please Marg. Nay Sir that shant stop our Journey 't is seaven or two or nine or what a Clock you please pray le ts go Saun. Ye's have it what hour you wull Sir Pet. Very well it is so get ready quickly Come Geraldo let 's all go we shall help mend the Mirth at my Sisters Wedding Ger. I 'll wait on you Pet. Come Peg get on your things Marg. Let me but once see Lincolns-Inn-Fields agen and Yet thou shalt not Tame me Enter Tranio and Snatchpenny Tran. Now Sirrah be but Impudent enough and keep state like the old Knight and thou art made for ever Snatch I warrant ye Sir I know it to a hair my Lord Beaufoy and I were School fellows together at Worster my Estate lyes in the Vale of Evesham Three thousand Pound a year and Fifteen hundred a year I settle upon you upon the Marriage let me alone I am Sir Lyonell himself Tran. Right right Excellent brave How now Enter Jamy Iam. To your Postures old Sinner be an exquesite Rascal and then thou shalt be a Rogue Paramount thou shalt lay the Dragon asleep while my Master steals the Pippins Tran. Well Iamy What hast thou done Iam. I have been with my Lord Beaufoy presented your Fathers and your Service to him and told him the old Knight was happily come to Town and hearing of your Love to Biancha was so overjoy'd he would Settle all upon you Tran. Well and what said he Iam. He gave me a Peece for my News I told him Sir Lyonell desired his Company just now to treat upon the Match he 's coming in all hast he longs to be Couzend and Snatchpenny if thou dost not do it Snatch Then hang me Iam. Mum look to 't he 's here Enter Beaufoy and VVinlove Beau. Mr. Winlove your Man tells me your Father is just happily come to Town Where is he Tran. Here Sir this is my Father Time has been too Bold to weare ye out of each others Memory Snatch Is this my Lord Beaufoy Sir Tran. Yes Sir Snatch My Lord your humble Servant I 'm happy at last to meet a Person I have formerly so much Lov'd Beau. Noble Sir Lyonell I joy to see you Snatch O the merry Days that you and I have seen my Lord Well fare the good old times I say Beau. I Sir Lyonell when you and I were acquainted first Snatch I marry there were Golden Days indeed no Couzening no Cheating the World is alter'd Beau. But we will remember these times and be honest still Snatch That 's een the best way there 's hopes we may have honest Grand Children too if all be true as I hear my Son tells me your Daughter has made a Captive of him Beau. I wou'd she were better for his sake she 's a good Girle and a handsome one though I say it if she were not I wou'd give her somewhat shou'd make her so Tran. It takes Rarely Snatch I 'm even overjoy'd that you think my Son worthy your Allyance I 'll give something they shall make a shift to Live on in Plain and in breif if you 'll approve of it I 'll settle Fifteen hundred Pound a year upon him at Present which shall be her Joynture after my Death all I have with a good will What say you my Lord Beau. Sir Lyonell Your Freedome pleas's me I see you are an honest meaning Gentleman The Young Folks if I am not mistaken like one another VVell I say no more it is a Match Tran. You bind me to you Ever Now I may boldly say I am truly happy VVhere will you please to have the business made up Beau. Not in my House Son I wou'd have it Private Pitchers have Eares and I have many Servants Besides Old VVoodall will be hindring of us He 's hearkening still and will be interrupting Tran. Then at my Lodging there my Father Lyes and there the Business may be all Dispatch'd Send for your Daughter by this Gentleman my Boy shall fetch a Scrivener presently The worst on 't is 't is too small a VVarning You are like to have but slender Entertainment Beau. No matter no matter I shall like it Snat I wou'd feign see your Daughter my Lord I have heard great Commendations of her Beau. That you shall presently Mounsier pray go to Biancha and tell her from me She must come hither with you immediately you may tell her too if you will what has hapned and that she must prepare to be Aâ—r. VVinlove's Bride VVin. My Lord me vil fetch her presant Tran. My Lord VVill your Lordship please to walk in with my Father this is my Lodging Bea. I Sir Come Sir Lyonell I 'll follow you Snat Good my Lord I will wait upon you Exit Beaufoy Snat Tra. VVin. Thus far 't is well Carry'd on Iamy But how shall we prosecute it Iam. VVhy there is but one way in the VVorld Sir VVin. And what 's that Iam. VVhy thus I have got a Parson ready for the Purpose when you have got Biancha abroad whip her into Covent-Garden Church and there Marry her and your VVork's done Win. Troth thou say'st true But is the Parson Orthodox and Canonical I wou'd not have an Obadiah to make us enter into Covenant of Matrimony Iam. Trust me Sir he 's as true as Steel he says all Matrimony without Book he can Christen Wed and Bury Blindfold VVin. Well I 'll take thy Counsel if I can perswade her to 't as I hope I shall for I know she Loves me fair Luck betides me But who comes here Enter Woodall Iam. 'T is the Olp Grub VVoodall What shall we do with him VVin. We must contrive some way to get him off VVood. I don 't like those
here the Case must be alter'd Love Brings such Prodigies as these to Town For that at Best turns all things upside Down Exit ACT. III. Enter Winlove Geraldo Biancha Table cover'd with Velvet Two Chaires and Guitar A Paper Prickt with SONGS Geral. PRay Madam will you take out this Lesson on the Gittar VVin. Here be de ver sine Story in de Varle of Mounsieur Appollo And Madomoselle Daphne Me vill Read you dat Madam Geral. Good Madam mind not that Monsieur Shorthose But Learn this Lesson first VVin. Begar Monsieur Fideler you be de vera fine troublesome Fellow me vil make de great Hole in your Head wid de Gittar as Margaret did Ger. This is no Place to Quarrel in But Remember Bian. Why Gentlemen you do me double wrong to strive for that which Resteth in my Bare Choice To end the Quarrel sit down and Tune your Instrument and by that time his Lecture will be done Gera. You 'l leave his Lecture when I am in Tune Bian. Yes yes Pray be satisfied Come Monsieur let 's see your Ode VVin. I do suspect that Fellow Sure he 's no Lute-Master Bian. Here 's the Place Come Read Reads Do not Believe I am a Frenchman my Name is VVinlove He that bears my Name about the Town is my Man Tranio I am your passionate Servant and must live by your Smiles Therefore be so good to give Life to my hopes Gera. Madam your Gittar is in Tune Bian. Let 's hear fye there 's a String split VVin. Make de spit in the Whole Man and Tune it again Bian. Now let me see I know not how to believe you But if it be true Noble Mr. VVinlove deserves to be belov'd and in the mean time keep your own Councell and it is not impossible but your Hopes may be Converted into Certainties Gera. Madam now 't is Perfectly in Tune VVin. Fye fye Begar no Tune at all Bian. Now Sir I am for you Gera. Mounsieur Pray walk now and give me leave a while my Lesson will make no Musick in Three Parts VVin. Me vil no trouble you Mounsieur Fiddeller I am confident it is so this must be some Person that has taken a Disguise like me to Court Biancha I 'll watch him Aside Gera. First Madam be pleas'd to Sing the Last Song that I Taught you and then we 'll proceed Bian. I 'll try but I 'm afraid I shall be out SONG Gera. Madam before you proceed any farther there be some few Rules set down in this Paper in order to your Fingering will be worth your Perusal Bian. Let 's see Reads Tho' I appear a Lute-Master yet know my fair Biancha I have but taken this disguise to get Access to you and tell you I am your humble Servant and Passionate Admirer Geraldo Pish take your Rules again I like 'em not the old way pleases me best I do not care for changing old Rules for these Foolish new Inventions Enter Servant Serv. Madam my Lord calls for you to help dress the Bride Bian. Farewell then Master I must be gone Exeunt Ger. I know not what to think of her this fellow looks as if he were in Love and she carresses him These damn'd French men have got all the trade in Town if they get up all the handsome Women the English must e'en march into Wales for Mistersses well if thy thoughts Biancha are grown so low to cast thy wandring Eyes on such a kikshaw I 'me resolv'd to ply my Widow Exit Win. I am glad I 'me rid of him that I may speak my Mother Tongue agen Biancha has given me hopes I dare half believe she Loves me Enter Beaufoy Woodal Tranio Margaret Biancha and Attendants But here 's her Father Beau. Believe me Gentlemen 't is very strange This day Petruchio appointed yet he comes not methinks he shou'd be more a Gentleman then to put such a slur upon my Family Marg. Nay you have us'd me sinely and like a Father I must be forc'd to give my hand against my will to a rude mad brain'd Fellow here who Woo'd in hast and means to Wed at Leisure this comes of obeying you if I do 't again were you ten thousand Fathers hang me Tran. Be Patient Madam on my life hee 'll come though he be blunt and merry I 'm sure hee 's Noble good Madam go put on your Wedding Cloaths I know he 'll be with you e're you be Drest Marg. Wedding Cloaths I 'll see him hang'd before I 'll have him unless it be to scratch his Eyes out Exit weeping Beau. Poor Girl I cannot blame thee now to weep for such an Injury wou'd vex a Saint Tho I am old I shall find some body will call him to a strict Account for this Enter Jamy Iam. O Master News News and such News as you never heard off Beau. Why what News have you Sir Iam. Is 't not News to hear of Petruchio's Coming Beau. Why is he come Iam. Why no my Lord. Beau. What then Sirrah Iam. He 's coming Sir Beau. When will he be here Iam. When he stands where I am and sees you there Beau. Well sarrah is this all the News Iam. Why Petruchio is coming in a new Hat and an old Jerkin a pair of Britches thrice turn'd a pair of Boots that have been Candle-cases an old rusty Sword with a broken hilt and never a Chape upon an old Lean Lame Spavin'd Glander'd Broken-winded Jade with a Womans Crupper of Velvit here and there peec'd with packthreed Tran. Who comes with him Iam. O Sir his Man Sauny and in an Equippage very suitable to his Master he looks no more like a Christian Footman then I look like a Windmill Wood. This is a most strange Extravagant Humour Beau. I 'me glad he comes however he be Enter Petruchio and Sauny strangely Habbited Pet. Come Where be these Gallants who 's at home Beau. You 're Wellcome Sir I 'm glad you 're come at last Tran. I think I have seen you in better Cloathes Pet. Never never Sir this is my Wedding Suite Why how now how now Gentlemen What d' ye stare at d' ye take me for a Monster Wood. Faith in that Habit you might pass for one in the Fair. Pet. O you talk merrily my Taylor tells me it is the newest Fashion But where 's my Peg I stay too long from her the Morning wear's 't is time we were at Church Tran. Why you won't Visit her thus Pet. Marry but I will Saun. And sea will Saundy tea Sir Beau. But you will not Marry her so will you Saun. A my Saul sal he Sir Pet. To me shee 's Married not to my Cloathes Will ye along Father and Gentlemen I 'll to Church imediately not tarry a minute Saun. Here ye Sir ye sal Marry her after the Scotch Directory then gin ye like her not ye maw put her awaw How say ye now Exit Pet. and Saun. Tran. He has some meaning in this mad
shuffling matters I doubt there 's some false Play towards me in hand Here 's my Monsieur he may Informe me Mounsieur VVin. Che Dict a vouz Mounsieur Mounsieur Your Servant VVood. Mounsieur Prithee tell me if thou canst how Affaires go things are carry'd very closely How stands my Mistriss affected VVin. Moy foy Mounsieur Me tell you de bad News in the Varle Madamoselle Biancha no stand Affected to you at all My Lord has sent me to fetch her just now to be Marry to Mounsieur Vat you call Mounsieur Le VVood. What not to VVinlove VVin. Yes to Mounsieur VVinlove Begar me be very sorry but me canno help dat VVood. Is Old Beaufoy mad to Match her to him without his Father's Privity VVin. Here be de ver Fine Old Man new come to Town me Lord be wid him now Wood. Upon my Life old Sir Lyonell nay then she 's lost quite Hark you Mounsier yet 't is in your Power to make me a happy Man Win. O Mounsier me be your humble Servant Wood. Why look you you are to fetch her here 's forty Pound in Gold to buy you a pair of Gloves let me take her from you as you are carrying her thither I will have two or three with me and you may saftly say she was forc'd from you Win. Mounsier begarr me do you all de Service in the Varle but me sal be the grand Sheat Knave then Wood. That 's nothing here 's more Money I 'll save you harmless Come you shall do it VVin. Mounsier me have no mind to be van Knave but to do you Service if you will meet me upon de Street VVood. Fear not I 'll secure you honest Mounsieur farewell I will be your Friend for Ever Exit Win. Ha ha ha this is rare What an Ass this Fellow will make himself do what we can Here Iamy thou shalt share with me Iam. Thank you Sir Wou'd we had such a Windfall every day But come Sir you must make haste this is the Critical Minute if you miss it you lose Biancha Win. Thy Counsel's good away I 'll buy a Ring and Pay the Priest with some of Woodall's Money Ha ha hah Exeunt Enter Petruchio Margaret Geraldo and Sawny Pet. Walk your Horses down the Hill before we shall reach London time enough 't is a fair Night How bright and goodly the Moon shines Marg. The Moon the Sun 't is not the Moon-light now Pet. I say 't is the Moon that Shines so Bright Marg. I say 't is the Sun that shines so Bright Pet. Now by my Mothers Son and that 's my Self it shall be the Moon-light or what I please before you set Sight of your Father's House Sirrah go fetch the Horses back Evermore Crost and Crost and nothing but Crost Ger. Say as he sayes or we shall never go Marg. Forward I Pray Sir since we are come so far And be it Sun or Moon or what you please Nay if you call it a Rush-Candle henceforth it shall be so for me Pet. I say 't is the Moon Saun. S'breed but I say nay Sir Out out a Lies Marg. I know 't is the Moon Pet. Nay then you Lie 't is the Blessed Sun Marg. Why Heaven be Blest for it 't is even what you have a mind to Pray let us forward Gera. Petruchio go thy wayes the Field is Won Pet. Well forward forward Now the Bowl runs with a Right Byas but soft here 's Company Enter Sir Lyonell Winlove Sir Lyo. Boy Bid the Coachman drive gently down the Hill I wonder I meet nor overtake no Passengers to day stay I think here be some Pet. I will have one bout more with thee Peg Good-morrow Gentle Lady Which way Travel you Come hither Peg Didst thou ever behold so Exquisite a Beauty as this Fair Virgin beares about Go to her Peg and Salute her Marg. Are you Mad t is an Old Man Pet. Beat back agen then still Cross Will you do it Saun. Why i' th' Deel's Name What mean ye it's nea bonny Lass Sir S'breed it 's an aw faw Thefe Gera. He 'll make this Old Man Mad. Marg. You Budding Virgin so fair so sweet so fresh which way Travel you How happy shou'd we be in the Enjoyment of so fair a Fellow Traveller Saun. The Dee'l has built a Bird's Nest in your Head Gud ye 'r as mad as he and he as Mad as gin he were the Son of a March Hare Sir Sir Lyon Why what do ye mean Gentlewoman Pet. Why now now Peg I hope thou art not Mad A Virgin Quotha 't is an Old Wrinckled Wither'd Man Marg. Reverend Sir Pardon my mistaking eyes that have been so dazled with the Moon Sun I mean I cou'd not distinguish you I now perceive you are a Grave Old Man pray excuse me Sir Lyo. Indeed you are a Merry Lady your encounter has amaz'd me But I like such Chearful Company I am for London to see a Son of mine that went lately from me thither Pet. We shall be glad of your Company you must pardon my Wifes Errour she has not slept well to Night and I cou'd not perswade her but she wou'd come out Fasting which makes her Fancy a little extravagant Saun. The Dee'l O' my Saul but you are a false Trundle Taile Tike the Dee'l a bit hee 'd lat her eat these three days Sir Marg. Curse upon your Excuse and the Cause of it I cou'd have eaten my Shooe-Soules if I might have had 'em Fry'd Pet. Your Name I beseech you Sir Sir Lio. I am Call'd Sir Lyonell Winlove in the Country Pet. Father to young Mr. Winlove Sir Lyo. The same Sir Pet. Then I am happy indeed to have met you I can tell you some News perhaps may not be Unwelcome to you Your Son is in a fair probability of Calling me Brother within these Two dayes Sir Lyo. How so I pray Sir Pet. Why he 's upon Marrying my Wifes Sister my Lord Beaufoyes youngest Daughter A brave Match I can assure you and a Sweet Bedfellow Saun. Gud she 's tea gued for any man but Saundy Gud Gin poor Saundy had her in Scotland Wun's I 'de sea Swing her about Sir Lyo. You Amaze me Is this true or have you a mind like a pleasant Traveller to break a Jest on the Company you overtake Gera. Upon my Word Sir 't is very true 't was so design'd but I don't think he 'll Marry her he 's Forsworn if he do Sir Lyo. You make me Wonder more and more Pet. Mind him not he 's a Party Concern'd 't is true Sir Lyon Pray Gentlemen let 's make haste I must look after this Business it soundes strangely he wou'd not do 't without my Consent he 's my only Son my Heir the Prop of my Family I must be careful Pet. I see you are Jealous Sir but you need not he cannot have a better Match Sir Lyo. I doubt it not if all be fair I should