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Sir, by your leave; having come to Padua
To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio
Made me acquainted with a weighty cause
Of love between your daughter and himself:
And, for the good report I hear of you;
And for the love he beareth to your daughter,
And she to him,-to stay him not too long,
I am content, in a good father's care,
To have him match'd; and, if you please to like
No worse than I, sir,-upon some agreement,
Me shall you find most ready and most willing
With one consent to have her so bestow'd:
For curious I cannot be with you,
Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well.

Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say ;-
Your plainness, and your shortness, please me well.
Right true it is, your son Lucentio here
Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him,
Or both dissemble deeply their affections :
And, therefore, if you say no more than this,
That like a father you will deal with him,
And pass my daughter a sufficient dower,
The match is fully made, and all is done:
Your son shall have my daughter with consent.
Tra. I thank you, sir. Where then do you know

best, We be affied; and such assurance ta’en, As shall with either part's agreement stand?

Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio; for, you know, Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants :

you, sir :

Besides, old Gremio is heark'ning still;
And, happily, we might be interrupted.

Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like
There doth my father lie; and there, this night,
We'll pass the business privately and well:
Send for your daughter by your servant here,
My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently.
The worst is this,-that, at so slender warning,
You're like to have a thin and slender pittánce.

Bap. It likes me well :--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 Lucentio'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, shall I lead the way? Welcome! one mess is like to be your

cheer: Come, sir; we'll better it in Pisa. Вар. .

(Exeunt Tranio, Pedant, and Baptista. Bion. Cambio. Luc.

What say'st thou, Biondello? Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon

you? Luc. Biondello, what of that?

Bion. 'Faith nothing; but he has left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens.

Luc. I pray thee, moralize them.

I follow you.

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 saint Luke's church is at your command at all hours.

Luc. And what of all this?

Bion. I cannot tell; except they are busied about a counterfeit assurance: Take you assurance of her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum solùm: to thechurch; -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 farewell for ever and a day.

[Going. Lac. Hear'st thou, Biondello?

Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir; and so adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against you come with your appendix.

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

[Erit.

SCENE V.

A publick Road.

Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and HORTENSIO. Pet. Come on, o'God's name; once more toward

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

Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moonlight,

now.

Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright. Kath. I know, it is the sun that shines so bright.

Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself, It shall be moon, or star, or what I list, Or ere I journey to your father's house:Go on, and fetch our horses back again.Evermore crost, and crost; nothing but crost!

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

Kath. 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 rush candle,
Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.

Pet. I say, it is the moon.
Kath.

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

Kath. Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed sun:
But sun it is not, when you say it is not;
And the moon changes, even as your mind.
What you will have it nam'd, even that it is;

And so it shall be so, for Katharine.

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

run, And not unluckily against the bias.But soft; what company is coming here?

Enter VINCENTIO, in a travelling dress. Good-morrow, gentle mistress: Where away?

[To Vincentio. Tell 60 me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman? Such war of white and red within her cheeks! What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty, As those two eyes become that heavenly face ? 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 wo.

man of him. Kath. 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 bed-fellow! Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope, thou art not

mad: This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd; And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.

Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes,

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