Enter PETRUCHIO and his man
Verona, for a while I take my leave,
To see my friends in Padua, but of all
My best belovèd and approvèd friend,
Hortensio. And I trow this is his house.
5Here, sirrah Grumio. Knock, I say.
Knock, sir? Whom should I knock? Is there any man has rebused your
Villain, I say, knock me here soundly.
Knock you here, sir? Why, sir, what am I, sir, that I should knock
you here, sir?
Villain, I say, knock me at this gate
10And rap me well, or I’ll knock your knave’s
My master is grown quarrelsome. I should knock you first,
And then I know after who comes by the worst.
Will it not be?
Faith, sirrah, an you’ll not knock, I’ll ring
15I’ll try how you can
sol, fa, and sing it.
He wrings him by the ears
Help, mistress, help! My master is mad.