PET. Well, fir, in brief, the gown is not for me,
GRU. You are i'the right, fir; 'tis for my mistress.
PET. Go, take it up unto thy master's use.

GRU. Villain, not for thy life: Take up my mistress' gown for thy master's use !

PET. Why, fir, what's your conceit in that?

GRU. O, fir, the conceit is deeper than you think for: Take up my mistrefs' gown to his master's ufe! O, fie, fie, fie!

PET. Hortenfio, fay thou wilt fee the tailor paid:

Go take it hence; be gone, and fay no more.

[Afide.

HOR. Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-morrow.
Take no unkindness of his hafty words:
Away, I fay; commend me to thy mafter. [Exit TAILOR.
PET. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's,
Even in these honest mean habilements ;

Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor:
For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich ;
And as the fun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
What, is the jay more precious than the lark,
Because his feathers are more beautiful?

Or is the adder better than the eel,
Because his painted fkin contents the eye?
O, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worfe
For this poor furniture, and mean array.
If thou account'ft it fhame, lay it on me :
And therefore, frolick; we will hence forthwith,
To feast and sport us at thy father's house.-
Go, call my men, and let us ftraight to him;
And bring our horfes unto Long-lane end,
There will we mount, and thither walk on foot..

Let's fee; I think, 'tis now fome feven o'clock,
And well we may come there by dinner time.
KATH. I dare affure you, fir, 'tis almost two;
And 'twill be fupper time, ere you come there.
PET. It fhall be feven, ere I go to horse:
Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do,
You are ftill croffing it.-Sirs, let't alone;
I will not go to-day; and ere I do,
It shall be what o'clock I fay it is.

HOR. Why, fo! this gallant will command the fun.

[Exeunt.

SCENE IV. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S House.
Enter TRANIO, and the PEDANT, dressed like
VINCENTIO.

TRA. Sir, this is the house; Please it you, that I call?
PED. Ay, what else? and, but I be deceived,

Signior Baptifta may remember me,

Near twenty years ago, in Genoa, where

We were lodgers at the Pegasus,

TRA. 'Tis well;

And hold your own, in any cafe, with such

Aufterity as 'longeth to a father.

Enter BIONDELLO.

PED. I warrant you: But, fir, here comes your boy;

'Twere good, he were school'd.

TRA. Fear you not him. Sirrah, Biondello,

Now do your duty throughly, I advise

Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio.

BION. Tut! fear not me,

you;

TRA. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista ? BION. I told him, that your father was at Venice;

And that you look'd for him this day in Padua.

TRA. Thou'rt a tall fellow; hold thee that to drink. Here comes Baptifta:-set your countenance, fir.Enter BAPTISTA and LUCENTIO.

Signior Baptista, you are happily met :-
Sir, [To the PEDANT.]

This is the gentleman I told you of;

I pray you, ftand good father to me now,
Give me Bianca for my patrimony.
PED. Soft, fon!

Sir, by your leave; having come to Padua
To gather in fome debts, my fon 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 the to him,-to ftay 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, fir,-upon fome agreement,
Me fhall you find most ready and most willing
With one confent to have her fo bestow'd:
For curious I cannot be with you,
Signior Baptifta, of whom I hear fo well.

BAP. Sir, pardon me in what I have to fay;
Your plainnefs, and your shortness, please me well.
Right true it is, your fon Lucentio here
Doth love my daughter, and fhe loveth him,
Or both diffemble deeply their affections:
And, therefore, if you fay no more than this,—
That like a father you will deal with him,
And pass my daughter a fufficient dower,
The match is fully made, and all is done :
Your fon fhall have my daughter with confent.

TRA. I thank you, fir. Where then do you know best,

We be affied; and fuch affurance ta'en,

As fhall with either part's agreement stand?

BAP. Not in my houfe, Lucentio; for, you know, Pitchers have ears, and I have

fervants : many

Befides, old Gremio is heark'ning ftill;
And, happily, we might be interrupted.

you,

TRA. Then at my lodging, an it like fir:
There doth my father lie; and there, this night,
We'll pass the business privately and well:
Send for your daughter by your
fervant here,
My boy fhall fetch the fcrivener presently.
The worst is this,-that, at fo flender warning,
You're like to have a thin and flender pittance.
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 fhe's like to be Lucentio's wife.
Luc. I pray the gods fhe may, with all
TRA. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone.
Signior Baptifta, fhall I lead the way?

Welcome! one mess is like to be

Come, fir; we'll better it in Pisa.

BAP. I follow you.

your

:—

my

cheer:

heart!

[Exeunt TRANIO, PEDANT, and BAPTISTA.

BION. Cambio.—

Luc. What fay'ft thou, Biondello?

BION. You faw my mafter 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 figns and tokens. Luc. I pray thee, moralize them.

BION. Then thus. Baptifta is fafe, talking with the deceiving father of a deceitful fon.

Luc. And what of him?

BION. His daughter is to be brought by you to the fupper.

Luc. And then?

BION. The old priest at faint Luke's church is at your command at all hours.

Luc. And what of all this?

BION. I cannot tell; except they are bufied about a counterfeit affurance: Take you affurance of her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum folùm: 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 farewell for ever and a day. [Going.

Luc. Hear'ft thou, Biondello?

BION. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an afternoon as she went to the garden for parfley to stuff a rabbit; and fo may you, fir; and fo adieu, fir. My mafter 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 fhe be fo contented:
She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt?
Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her;'
It fhall go hard, if Cambio go without her.

SCENE V. A public Road.

[Exit.

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

father's.

Good Lord, how bright and goodly fhines the moon!

KATH, The moon! the fun; it is not moonlight now.