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Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do,
(Exeunt Pet. Cath. and Hor. [The Presenters, above, speak here.] Lord. Who's within there?
(Sly Neeps. Enter Servants. Asleep again ! go' take him easily up, and put him in his own apparel again. But see, you wake him not in any case.
Serv. It shall be done, my Lord; come help to bear him hence.
[They bear off Sly.
your own in
Before Baptista's House.
cafe With such austerity as longeth to a father.
Enter Biondello. Ped. I warrant
: but, Sir, here comes your boy; 'Twere good, he were school'd.
Tra. Fear you not him; firrah, Biondello,
B В Tut, fear not me.
Bion. I told him, that your father was in Venice; And that
you look'd for him this day in Padua. Tra. Th' art a tall fellow, hold thee that to drink; Here comes Baptifta; fet your countenance, Sir.
Enter Baptista and Lucentio.
Sir, this is the gentleman I told you of;
stand, good Father, to me now,
Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say:
Tra. I thank you, Sir. Where then do you know Be we affied; and such assurance ta'en, [beft, As shall with either part's agreement stand?
Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio ; for, you know, Pitchers have ears, and I have many
Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, Sir,
Bap. Itlikes me well. Go, Cambio, hie you home,
[Exit. Tra. Dally not, with the Gods, but get thee gone. Signior Baptifta, shall I lead the way? Welcome ! one mess is like to be your cheer. Come, Sir, we will better it in Pisa. Bap. I'll follow you.
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Enter Lucentio and Biondello.
Luc. What say'st thoų, Biondello?
Bion. Faith, nothing; But ha's left me here behind to expound the meaning or moral of his figns and tokens.
Luc. I pray thee, moralize them.
Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the deceiving father of a deceitful son,
Luc. And what of him?
Bion. His Daughter is to be brought by you to the supper.
Luc. And then ?
Bion. The old Priest at St. Luke's Church is at your command at all hours.
Luc. And what of all this?
Bion. I cannot tell ; expect, they are busied about a counterfeit assurance; take you assurance of her, Cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum; to th' Church take the Priest, Clerk, and some sufficient honest witnesses : If this be not that you look for, I have no more to say, but bid Bianca farewel for ever and a day.
Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello ?
Bion. I cannot tarry ; I knew; a wench married in an afternoon as fhe went to the garden for parsley to stuff a rabbet; and so may you, Sir, and so, adieu, Sir; my master hath appointed me to go to St. Luke's, to bid ihe Priest be ready to come against you come with your Appendix.
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A green Lane.
Pet. I say, it is the Moon that shines fo bright.
Pet. Now by my mother's son, and that's myself,
Hor. Say, as he says, or we fhall never go.
since we are come so far,
Pet. I say, it is the Moon.
Cath. Then, God be blest, it is the blessed Sun.
will have it nam'd, even that it is,
Hor. Petruchio; go thy way, the field is won.
S CE N E XIII.