The Taming of the Shrew

(script inserts)


Act V, Scene i

after Line 93 (Vincentio Carry me to jail!)


Sly
I say wele have no sending to prison.

Page
My lord this is but the play, they're but in jest.

Sly
I tell thee wele have no sending, therefore I say they shall not go to prison.

Page
No more they shall not my lord.

Sly
Then gis some more drink, and let them play againe.

Page
Here my lord.


Act V, Scene ii

after the last line (Lucentio 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tamed so.)


Hostess
Now that the darkesome night is overpast,
And dawning day apeares in cristall sky,
Now must I hast abroad: but soft whose this?
What Sly oh wondrous hath he laine here allnight,
Ile wake him, I think he's starved by this,
But that his belly was so stuft with ale,
What how Sly, Awake for shame.

Sly
Gis some more wine: whats all the
Plaiers gon: am not I a Lord?

Hostess
A Lord with a murrin: come art thou
dronken still?

Sly
Whose this? Hostess, oh Lord, I have had
The bravest dream to night, that ever thou
Hardest in all thy life.

Hostess
I marry but you had best get you home,
For your wife will course you for dreming here to night.

Sly
Will she? I know now how to tame a shrew,
I dreamt upon it all this night till now,
And thou has wakt me out of the best dreame
That ever I had in my life, but Ile to my
Wife presently and tame her too
And if she anger me.

Hostess
Nay tarry Sly for Ile go home with thee,
And hear the rest that thou hast dreamt to night.