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Bap. It likes me well :-So, Cambio, hie you home, And bid Bianca make her ready straight : And, if you will, tell what hath happened ;Lucentio's father is arriv'd in Padua, And how she's like to be bucentio's wife.

Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my heart.

Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. Signior Baptista, Mall I lead the

way

? Come, fir; one mess is like to be

your cheer

; We'll better it in Pifa. Bap, I follow

you. [Exeunt Tra. Ped. and Bap. Bio. Cambio,

[calling Lucentio back. Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello ? Bio. You my maker wink and laugh apon you ? Luc. Biondello, what of that?

Bio. 'Faith, nothing ; bae h’as left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his figns and tokens.

Luc. I pray thee, moralize them.

Bio. Then thus. Baptifta is fafe, talking with the deceiving father of a deeeitful son.

Luc. And what of him!
Bio. His daaghter is to be broaght by you to the

supper.
Luc. And then ?

Bio. The old prieft at faint Luke's church is at your command at all hours.

Luc. And what of all this?

Bio. I cannot tell; except, while they are busy'd about a counterfeit afsurance, take you assurance of her, tum privilegio ad imprimendum folum: to the church take the priest, clerk, and some fufficient honeft witnesses : If this be not that you look for, I have no more to say, But, bid Bianca farewel for ever and a day. [Going

Luc. Hear'lt thou, Biondello ? Bio. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench marry'd in an afternoon, as she went to the garden for parsly to stuff a rabbit ; and so may you, fir; and so adieu, fir. My maiter hath appointed me to go to faint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against you come with your appendix.

[Exit.

Luc. I may, and will, if le be so contented :
She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt ?
Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her ;
It hall go hard, if Cambio go without her *. [Exit.

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SCENE I. A public Roed.
Enter Petruchio, Catherine, and Hortenfio.

PETRUC HIO.
OME on, in Heav'n's name ; once more toward

our father's.
Good Lord, how bright and goodly thines the moon !

Cat. The moon! çhe sun, it is not moon-light now.
Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright.
Cat. I know, it is the sun that hines fo bright.
Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's

myself,
It shall be moon, or ftar, or what I lift,
Or ere I journey to your father's house :-
Go on, and fetch our horses back again.
Evermore croft, and croft ; nothing but croft !

Hor. Say as he says, or we fall never go.

Cat. Forward, I pray, since we have come so far,
And be it moon, or sun, or what you please :
And if you please to call it a ruh-candle,
Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.

Pet. I say, it is the moon.
Cat. I know, it is the moon.
Pet. Nay, then, you lie; it is the blessed sun.

Car. Then, Heav'n be blest, it is the blessed fun :-
But sun it is not, when you say it is not;
And the moon changes even as your mind.
What will have it nam’d, even that it is;
And so it Ihall be, fir, for Catherine.

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Hor. Petracbio, go thy ways, the field is won.
Pet. Well, forward, forward :--thus the bowl should

run,
And not onluckily againft the bias.-
Bat foft ; fome company is coming here.-

Enter Vincentio, journeying.
Good morrow, gentle niftress : Whither away?
Tell me, fweet Kate, and tell me truly too,
Haft thou bebeld a fresher gentlewoman?
Such war of white and red within her cheeks!
What fars do spangle heaven with such beauty,
As those two eyes become that heavenly face s-
Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee :
Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake.

Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a woman of him. Cat. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and

sweet,
Whither away : or where is thy abode :
Happy the parents of so fair a child;
Happier the man, whom favourable stars
Allot thee for his lovely bedfellow !

Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope, thou art not mad:This is a man, old, wrinkl’d, faded, witherd;

go And not a maiden, as thou say'tt he is.

Cat. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyesy. That have been so bedazzl’d with the sun, That every thing I look on seemeth green : Now I perceive, thou art a reverend father ; Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking. Pet. Do, good old grand-fire; and, withal, make

known Which way thou travel'ft : if along with us, We shall be joyful of thy company.

Vin. Fair fir, and you, my merry mistress here, That with your strange encounter much amaz’d me;

• The servile concessions of Catberine are a very just picture of an over-bearing tyrannical mind, broke down to submiffion; for the most imperious, violent, and pragmatical, wbile improperly indulgede are the most obsequious, when properly restrained.

My

My name is callid-Vincentio, dwelling-Pisa :
And bound I am to Padua ; there to visit
A son of mine, which long I have not seen.

Pet. What is his name?
Vin. Lucentio, gentle fir.

Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son.
And now by law, as well as reverend age,
I may entitle thee-my loving father ;
The fitter of my wife, this gentlewoman,
Thy fon by this hath marry'd :-Wonder not,
Nor be not griev'd ; fe is of good esteem,
Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
Belide, fo qualify'd as may befeem
The spouse of any noble gentleman.
Let me embrace with old Vincentio :
And wander we to fee thy honeft son,
Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.

Vin. But is this true or is it else your pleafure,
Like pleasant travellers to break a jest
Upon the company you overtake?
Hor. I do assure thee, father, fo it is.

Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hercof;
For our first merriment hath made thee. jealous.

(Excunt Cat. Pet. and Vin.
Hor. Well, fir Petruchio, this has put me in heart :--
Have to my widow ; and if the be froward,
Then haft thou taught Hortenfao be untoward.

Exit,
SCENE II. Padua. Before Tranio's House.
Inter Biondello, with Lucentio and Bianca, haftily;

Gremio is seen entering bebird.
Bio. Softly and swiftly, fir; for the prieft is ready.

Luc. I Ay, Biondello : but they may chance to need thee at home, therefore leave us.

(Éxit, with Bianca. Bio. Nay, 'faith, I'll see the church o'your back; and then come back to my master's as soon as I can.

Exit.
Gre. I marvel, cambia comes not all this while.

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Enter Petruchio, Catherine, Vincentio, and Attendants.

Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house, My father's bears more toward the market-place ; Thither muft I, and here I leave you, fir.

Vin. You lhall not choose but drink before you go s I think, I fall command your welcome here, And, by all likelihood, fome cheer is toward.

[Noise within. Vin. knocks. Gre. They're busy within, you were best knock louder.

[Knocks again. Enter Pedant, above, at a Window. Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would bcat down the gate ?

Vin. Is fignior Lacentio within, fir?
Ped. He's within, air, but not to be spoken withal.

Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal ?

Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself; he shall need none, so long as I live.

Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was well belov'd in Padua.-Do you hear, fir,-to leave frivolous circumftances, - pray you, tell fignior Lucentio, that his father is come from Pija, and is here at the door to speak with him.

Ped. Thou ly'ft; his father is come from Maxtua, and here looking out at the window.

Pin. Art thou his father?
Ped. Ay, fir; so his mother says, if I may

believe her. Pet. Why, how now, gentleman ! [to Vin.] why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name.

Ped. Lay hands on the villain ; I believe, ’a means to cozen somebody in this city under my countenance.

Re-enter Biondello. Bio. I have seen them in the church together; Heav'n send 'em good shipping !-But who is here? (drawing backward.] mine old master Vincentio ? now we're una done and brought to nothing.

Vin. Come hither, crack-hemp. (Seeing Biondello.

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