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The wager thou haft won; and I will add
Unto their loffes twenty thousand crowns,
Another dowry to another Daughter;
For fhe is chang'd, as fhe had never been.
Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet,
And show more fign of her obedience,
Her new-built virtue and obedience.

Enter Catharina, Bianca and Widow.

See, where she comes, and brings your froward wives
As prifoners to her womanly perfuafion:
Catharine, that Cap of yours becomes you not;
Off with that bauble, throw it under foot.

[She pulls off her cap, and throws it down. Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to figh, "Till I be brought to fuch a filly pafs.

Bian. Fie, what a foolish duty call you this?
Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too!
The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca,
Coft me an hundred crowns fince fupper-time.

Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty.
Pet. Catharine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong

Women,

What duty they owe to their Lords and Husbands. Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have no telling.

Pet. Come on, I say, and first begin with her.
Wid. She fhall not.

Pet. I fay, fhe fhall; and firft begin with her. Cath. Fie! fie! unknit that threatning unkind brow, And dart not scornful glances from thote eyes, To wound thy Lord, thy King, thy Governor. "It blots thy beauty, as frofts bite the meads; "Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds fhake fair buds; "And in no fenfe is meet or amiable.

"A Woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled, Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty;

"And

"And while it is fo, none fo dry or thirsty "Will dain to fip, or touch one drop of it. "Thy Husband is thy Lord, thy Life, thy Keeper, "Thy Head, thy Sovereign; one that cares for thee, "And for thy maintenance: commits his body "To painful labour, both by fea and land; "To watch the night in ftorms, the day in cold, "While thou ly'ft warm at home, fecure and fafe, "And craves no other tribute at thy hands, "But love, fair looks, and true obedience; "Too little payment for fo great a debt. "Such duty as the Subject owes the Prince, "Even fuch a woman oweth to her husband: "And when she's froward, peevish, fullen, fower, "And not obedient to his honeft will; "What is the but a foul contending Rebel, "And graceless Traitor to her loving Lord? "I am asham'd, that Women are so fimple "To offer war where they fhould kneel for peace; "Or feek for rule, fupremacy, and fway, "When they are bound to serve, love, and obey. "Why are our bodies foft, and weak and smooth, "Unapt to toil and trouble in the world, "But that our foft conditions and our hearts "Should well agree with our external parts?" Come, come, you froward and unable worms, My mind hath been as big as one of yours, My heart as great, my reafon haply more, To bandy word for word, and frown for frown; But, now I fee, our launces are but straws, Our strength as weak, our weakness paft compare; That seeming to be moft, which we indeed leaft are. Then vale your ftomachs, for it is no boot, And place your hands below your Husband's foot: In token of which duty, if he please, My hand is ready, may it do him eafe.

Pet.

Pet. Why, there's a wench: come on, and kifs me, Kate.

Luc: Well, go thy ways, old lad, for thou fhalt ha't. Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are toward. Luc. But a harfh hearing, when women are froward.

Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed;

We three are married, but you two are fped.
'Twas I won the wager, tho' you hit the white;
And being a winner, God give you good night.

[Exeunt Petruchio and Catharina. Hor. Now go thy ways, thou haft tam'd a curft

Shrew.

tam'd fo.

Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, fhe will be [Exeunt omnes. Enter two fervants bearing Sly in his own apparel, and leaving him on the Stage. Then enter a Tapfter. Sly awaking.] Sim, give's fome more wine all the Players gone? am not I a Lord?

what,

Tap. A Lord, with a murrain! come, art thou drunk ftill?

Sly. Who's this? Tapfter! ob, I have had the braveft dream that ever thou heardft in all thy life.

Tap. Yea, marry, but thou hadst best get thee home, for your Wife will courfe you for dreaming here all night.

Sly. Will fhe? I know how to tame a Shrew. I dreamt upon it all this night, and thou hast wak'd me out of the best dream that ever I had. But I'll to my Wife and tame her too, if she anger me.

The End of the Second Volume.

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