And rails, and swears, and rates; that she, poor soul, Re-enter PETRUCHIO. [Exeunt. Pet. Thus have I politickly begun my reign, My faulcon now is sharp, and passing empty; I'll find about the making of the bed; And here I'll fling the pillow, there the bolster, That all is done in reverend care of her; And, in conclusion, she shall watch all night: And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong humour:— [Exit. SCENE II. Padua. Before Baptista's House. Enter TRANIO and HORTENSIO. Tra. Is't possible, friend Licio, that Bianca Doth fancy any other but Lucentio? I tell you, sir, she bears me fair in hand. Hor. Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said, Stand by, and mark the manner of his teaching. [They stand aside. Enter BIANCA and LUCENTIO. Luc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you read? Bian. What, master, read you? first, resolve me that. Luc. I read that I profess, the art to love. art! Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart. [They retire. Hor. Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, I pray, You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca Lov'd none in the world so well as Lucentio. Tra. O despiteful love! unconstant womankind! I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful. Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio, Nor a musician, as I seem to be; But one that scorn to live in this disguise, For such a one as leaves a gentleman, Of And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness, I will with you,-if you be so contented,- Hor. See, how they kiss and court!-Signior Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow- Tra. And here I take the like unfeigned oath,Ne'er to marry with her though she would entreat. Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him. Hor. 'Would, all the world, but he, had quite forsworn! For me, that I may surely keep mine oath, I will be married to a wealthy widow, Ere three days pass; which hath as long lov'd me, [Exit Hortensio.-Lucentio and Bianca advance. Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case! Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love; Bian. Tranio, you jest; But have you both forsworn me? Tra. Mistress, we have. Luc. Then we are rid of Licio. Tra. I'faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day. Bian. God give him joy! Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her. Bian. He says so, Tranio. Tra. 'Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school. Bian. The taming-school! what, is there such a place? Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master; That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long,To tame a shrew, and charm her chattering tongue. Enter BIONDELLO, running. Bion. O master, master, I have watch'd so long That I'm dog-weary: but at last I spied 32 An ancient angel 52 coming down the hill, Will serve the turn. Tra. What is he, Biondello? Bion. Master, a mercatantè 53, or a pedant, Tra. If he be credulous, and trust my tale, I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio, And give assurance to Baptista Minola, Take in your love, and then let me alone. [Exeunt Lucentio and Bianca. Enter a Pedant. Ped. God save you, sir! Tra. And you, sir! you ary welcome. Travel you far on, or are you at the furthest? Ped. Sir, at the furthest for a week or two: And then up further; and as far as Rome: And so to Tripoly, if God lend me life. Tra. What countryman, I pray? Ped. Of Mantua. Tra. Of Mantua, sir?-marry, God forbid! And come to Padua, careless of your life? Ped. My life, sir! how I pray? for that goes hard. To come to Padua; Know you not the cause? Ped. Alas, sir, it is worse for me than so; Tra. Well, sir, to do you courtesy, This will I do, and this will I advise you; First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa? |