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You're like to have a thin and slender pittance.
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
? Come, fir; one mess is like to be
; 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. 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.
Luc. I may, and will, if le be so contented :
SCENE I. A public Roed.
Cat. The moon! çhe sun, it is not moon-light now.
Hor. Say as he says, or we fall never go.
Cat. Forward, I pray, since we have come so far,
Pet. I say, it is the moon.
Car. Then, Heav'n be blest, it is the blessed fun :-
The latter part of this scene is flat and unessential; the Aą has in it some pallages of peculiar Spirit, and several situations are vory rifible; but some other parts are a mere continuation of tbe. plot,
Hor. Petracbio, go thy ways, the field is won.
Enter Vincentio, journeying.
Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a woman of him. Cat. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and
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 name is callid-Vincentio, dwelling-Pisa :
Pet. What is his name?
Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son.
Vin. But is this true or is it else your pleafure,
Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hercof;
(Excunt Cat. Pet. and Vin.
Gremio is seen entering bebird.
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.
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?
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?
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.