Sly. These fifteen years! by my fay, a goodly nap. But did I never speak of all that time? First Serv. O, yes, my lord, but very idle words : And say you would present her at the leet, Sly. Ay, the woman's maid of the house. 80 85 Third Serv. Why, sir, you know no house nor no such maid, Nor no such men as you have reckon'd up, As Stephen Sly and old John Naps of Greece And twenty more such names and men as these Sly. Now Lord be thanked for my good amends! Sly. I thank thee: thou shalt not lose by it. Enter the Page as a lady, attended. Page. How fares my noble lord? 84 rail] rail'd Rowe. 86 no] not Collier MS. 91 of Greece] o' th' Green Hanmer 92 Henry] Harry Capell conj. 90 35 95 for here is cheer enough. 100 Page. Here, noble lord: what is thy will with her? Sly. Are you my wife and will not call me husband? My men should call me 'lord:' I am your good-man. Page. My husband and my lord, my lord and husband; I am your wife in all obedience. Sly. I know it well. What must I call her? 105 110 Lord. 'Madam' and nothing else: so lords call ladies. Sly. Madam wife, they say that I have dream'd And slept above some fifteen year or more. Page. Ay, and the time seems thirty unto me, Being all this time abandon'd from your bed. Sly. 'Tis much. Servants, leave me and her alone. Madam, undress you and come now to bed. Page. Thrice-noble lord, let me entreat of That I should yet absent me from your bed: you 115 120 Sly. Ay, it stands so that I may hardly tarry so long. But I would be loath to fall into my dreams again: I will therefore tarry in despite of the flesh and the blood. Enter a Messenger. 127 Mess. Your honour's players, hearing your amendment, Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd your blood, Therefore they thought it good you hear a play 130 Sly. Marry, I will, let them play it. Is not a comonty a Christmas gambold or a tumbling-trick? Page. No, my good lord; it is more pleasing stuff. Sly. What, household stuff? Page. It is a kind of history. 135 Sly. Well, we'll see't. Come, madam wife, sit by my side and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger. 140 126 SCENE VI. Pope. Enter...] Ff. Enter another ser- 129 too much] so much Rowe. Marrie I will let them play, it is 4. Flourish. see't, we'll see't. Come, madam wife, [sings] Sit...side, Let...slide Lettsom conj. Well...younger] Prose in Pope. [seating her for the Play. Capell. Flourish] Ff Q. om. Capell. They ACT I. SCENE I. Padua. A public place. Enter LUCENTIO and his man TRANIO. Luc. Tranio, since for the great desire I had And by my father's love and leave am arm'd Gave me my being and my father first, A merchant of great traffic through the world, Vincentio's son brought up in Florence It shall become to serve all hopes conceived, ACT I. SCENE I.] Pope. See note (1). A public place.] Capell. A street 1 2. ...Tranio.] Triano. F1 Q F2 3 for] from Theobald. in Capell (Heath conj.). 8 breathe] FF4. breath FQ F2. haply] F, Q. happly F2F3F4. happily Pope. happ'ly Capell. 9 ingenious] ingenuous Johnson conj. 13 Vincentio, come] 5 10 15 Vin Hanmer. Vincentio's son Vincentio comes Bentivolij, Ff Q. Vincentio his Pope. Lucentio his Hanmer. Virtue and that part of philosophy A shallow plash to plunge him in the deep, Fall to them as you find your stomach serves you; In brief, sir, study what you most affect. Luc. Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou advise. 18 Virtue] To virtue Hanmer. 25 Mi perdonato] Me Pardonato Ff. Me pardinato Q. Mi perdonate Capell (Heath conj.). 28 sweet] fair Anon. conj. Greek Elze conj. (Athen. 1868). 32 checks] Ff Q. ethicks Rann (Blackstone conj.). walks French conj. (Ill. News, 1856). See note (VIII). VOL. III. 33 Ovid] FF. Ouid; FQ F2. serves you] serves Anon. conj. 2 |