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I will to Venice, Sunday comes apace :-
[Exeunt Cat. and Pet. Gre. Was ever match clapt up to suddenly ? Bap. 'Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's
part, “ And venture madly, on a desperate mart.
“ Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you ; “ 'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas.
“ Bap. The gain I seek is-quiet in the match.
“ Gre. No doubt, but he hath got a quiet catch.
Trà. And I am one, that love Bianca more
Gre. Youngling, thou canst not love so dear as I.
“ Gre. But thine doth fry.
Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth. Bap. Content you, gentlemen ; I will compound this
Gre.. First, as you know, my house within the city
• Through the whole scene, Petrucbio is drawn in a very masterly and original file of humour; he requires great and outrè comic talents to keep pace in representation with the author; genteel extravagance of deportment, and arch insolence of features, are the chief external merit.
+ Baptita here Dhews himself, as too many fathers in private life have done, of a mean selfish despotic temper; his daughter must fubmit according to his idea, where fortune beckons,
In cypress chests my arras counterpanes,
Txa. That, only, came well in.-Sir, list to me ;
“ Gre. Two thousand 'ducats by the year of land !
" Tra. Gremio, 'tis known, my father hath no less “ Than three great argofies; besides two galliasses, “ And twelve tight.gallies : these I will affure her, " And twice as much, whate'er thou offer'ft next.
“ Gre. Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more ; « And the can have no more than all I have :
If you like me, the shall have me and mine.
“ Tra. Why, then the maid is mine from all the world, “ By your firm promise ; Gremio is out-vy'd.
Bap. I must con ss, your offer is the best;
Tra. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young.
Bap. Well, gentlemen,
[Exit. “ Gre. Adieu, good neighbour.- Now I fear thee not; “ Sirrah, young gamefter, your father were a fool “ To give thee all, and, in his waining age, ei Set foot under thy table : Tut! a toy ! « An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy. [Exit.
“ Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide! " Yet I have fac'd it with a card of ten. “ 'Tis in my head to do my master good :“ I see no reason, but suppos'd Lucentio “ May get a father, callid-suppos'd Vincentio; " And that's a wonder : fathers, commonly, “ Do get their children ; but, in this case of wooing. “ A child hall get a fire, if I fail not of my cunning *.
[Exit. “ SCENE II. The fame. Another Room. “ Enter Lucentio, and Bianca, converfing ; to them,
" Hortenfio. “ Lua Fidler, forbear; you grow too forward, är: • Have you so foon forgot the entertainment “ Her fifter Catherine welcom'd you withal ?
" Her. She is a shrew; but, wrangling pedant, this is • The patroness of heavenly harmony: “ Then give me leave to have prerogative; “ And when in mufic we have spent an hour, “ Your lecture shall have leisure for as much.
“ Luc. Prepoft'rous ass! that never read so far, “ To know the cause why music was ordain'd! “ Was it not, to refresh the mind of man, “ After his studies, or his usual, pain? " Then give me leave to read philosophy,
• There is no occafion for this or the preceding speech, and neie ther contains any thing worthy notice.
“ And, when I pause, serve in your harmony.
“ Hor. Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine,
“ Bia. Why, gentlemen, you do me double wrong, “ To strive for that which restech in my choice: “ I am no breeching scholar in the schools ; “ I'll not be tyd to hours, nor ’pointed times, “ Bw learn my lessons as I pleale myself. « And, .to cut off all trife, here fit we down :“ Take you your instrument, play you the whiles ; " His lecture will be done, ere you have tun'd. “ Hor. You'll leave his lecture, when I am in tune ?
[To Bia. taking up bis Lute,. « Luc. That will be never ;-cune your inftrument. “ Bia. Where left we last ?
(Sitting to a Table with Luc. Shewing a Book. " Luc. Here, madam :“ Hic ibat Simois ; hic efi Sigeia tellus ;
“ Hic fleterat Priami regia celsa senis. “ Bia. Conftrue them..
“ Luc. Hic ibat, as I told you before, -Simois, I am. “ Lucentio,-hic eft, fon unto Vincentio of Pisa,-Sigeia “ tellus, disguised thus to get your love ;-Hic fteterat, " and that Lucentio that comes a wooing,—Priannt, is
my man Tranio,-regia, bearing my port,-celsa sea “ nis, that we might beguile the old pantaloon.
“ Hor. Madam, my instrument's in tune. “ Bia. Let's hear :
[Hor: plays. " O, fie! the treble jars.
“ Luc. Spit in the hole, man, 6. And tune again.
“ Bia. Now let me see if I can construe it.
i Hor. Madam, 'tis now in tune.
*** Pedascule, I'll watch you better yet.
(Seeing Hor. lifter. • Lüc. Miftrust it not ; for, . (ure, Æacides u. Was Ajax,--called so from his grandfather.
6. Bia. I.must believe my master ; elfe, I promife you, “ fshould be arguing still upon that doubt: " But let it reft.Now, Licio, to you : [Rifing • Good malters, take it not unkindly; pray, “ That I have been thus pleafant with you both. “ Hor. You may go walk, [to. Lue.] and give me
leave a wbile; • My lessons make no music in three parts. “ Luc. Are you so formal, fir? well, I'must wait;
[Retiring, And watch withal ; for, but I be deceiv'd, “ Our fine musician groweth amorous.
“ Hor. Madam, before you touch the instrument, • To learn the order of my fingering, “I
muß begin with rudiments of art ;.. “ To teach you gamut in a briefer sort, “ More pleasant, pithy, and effectual, “ Than hath been taught by any of my trade : “ And there it is in writing, fairly drawn. [Gives a paper,
“ Bia. Why, I am pait my gamut long ago. “ Hor. Yet read the gamut of Hortenfio. ". Bia. Gamut I am, the ground of all accord, [Reads.
“ A re, to plead Hortensio's passion; “ B me, Bianca, take him for thy lord,
“ C faut, that loves with all offection : " D sol re, one cliff, not two. notes have I;
“ E la mi, soow me pity, or I die. “ Call you this gamut? tul! I like it not : “ Old falions please me beft ; I am not so nice, " To change true rules for odd inventions.
66. Enter a Servant. “ Ser. Mistress, your father prays you leave your
“ books, *. And help to dress your fifter's chamber up; " You know, to-morrow is the wedding-day.