Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do,
You are still crossing it; Sirs, let's alone,
I will not go to day, and ere I do,
It Ihall be what o'clock I say it is.
Hor. Why, fo; this Gallant will command the
Sun.

[Exeunt Pet. Cath, and Hor. [The Presenters above, speak here. 1. Lord. W bo's within there?

[Sly fieeps.

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 cafe.

Serv. It all be done, my Lord; come help to bear bim bence.

[They bear off Sly.

'SCENE IX.

Before Baptista's House.
Enter Tranio, and the Pedant drejt like Vincentio.
Tra. IR, this is the house ; please it you, that I

call ?
Ped. Ay, what else! and (but I be deceived)
Signior Baptista may remember me
Near twenty years ago in Geron,
Where we were lodgers, at the Pegasus '.

9 I cannot but think, that the this, either in his aflum'd or real direction about the tinker, who Character. Luceniio was 100 is always introduced at the end young to know any thing of of the acts, together with the lodging with his father, twenty change of the scene, and the years before at Genoa : and Traproportion of each act to the rest, nio must be as much too young, make it probable that the fifth or very unfit to represent and act begins here.

personate Lucentio. I have ven. Tra. W bere we were Lodgers tured to place the Line to the Pe.

at the Pegasus.] This Line dant, to whom it must certainly has in all the Editions hitherto belong, and is a Sequel of what been given to Trani). But Tra- he was before saying. nio could with no Propriety speak

THEOPALD.

Tra.

Tra. 'Tis well, and hold your own in any case With such austerity as longeth to a father.

Enter Biondello,

Ped. I warrant you : but, Sir, here comes your

boy ; 'Twere good, he were school'd.

Tra. Fear you not him ; sirrah, Biondello,
Now do your duty thoroughly, I advise you:
Imagine, 'rwere the right Vincentio.

Bion. Tyt, fear not me.
Tra. But halt thou done thy errand to Baptista?

Bion. Bion. I told him, that your father was in Venice ; And that you look'd for him this day in Padun.

Tre: Th’art a tall fellow, hold thee that to drink; Here comes Baptista; set your countenance, Sir.

SCE N E X.

Enter Baptista and Lucentio.
Tra. Signior Baptista, you are happily met :
Sir, this is the gentleman I told you of;
I pray you stand, good Father, to me now,
Give me Bianca for my patrimony.
Ped. Soft, son. 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 1, Sir, upon some agreement,
Me shall you find most ready and most willing,
With one consent to have her so beltow'd :

For

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 dillemble 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 dowry,
The match is made, and all is done,
Your fon shall have my daughter with consent.
Tra. I thank you, Sir. * Where then do you know

best, Be we 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;
Besides, old Gremio is hearkning still;
And, haply, then we might be interrupted.

Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, Sir,
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 Nender warning
You're like to have a thin and slender pittance.

Bap. It likes me well. Go, Combio, hie you hone,
And bid Bianca make her ready straight :
And if you will, tell what hath happen’d here:
Licentio'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 !

[Exit. - Where then do you know –Where then you do know beft, be!,

Be we afried; Be we efied;---] This seems Or thus, which I think is right, to be wrong.

We may read Where then do you trow befi, more commodiously,

We be afied;

Tra.

Tra. Dally not, with the Gods, but get thee gone: Signior Baptifta, fhall I lead the way? Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer. Come, Sir, we will better it in Pija. Bap. I'll follow you.

[Exeunt.

SC É N E XI.

Enter Lucentio and Biondello.

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's left me here behind to expound the meaning or moral of his signs 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 bufied about a counterfeit affurance; take you affurance of her, Cum privilegio ad imprimendum solùm ; to th' Church take the Priest, Clark, and some fufficient 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 she went to the garden for parsly to stuff

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a rabbet ; and so may you, Sir, and so adieu, Sir ; my master hath appointed me to.go to St. 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 hap may, I'll roundly go about her : It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. [Exit.

S CE N E

XII.

A green Lane.

Enter Petruchio, Catharine, and Hortensio.

Pet. Ome on, o'God's name, once more tow'rds

our Father's Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the Moon!

Cath. The Moon T the Sun : is is not Moon-light

now.

Pet. I say, it is the Moon that shines so bright.
Cath. I know, it is the Sun that shines so bright.

Pet. Now by my mother's fon, 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 croft, nothing but croft !

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

Cath. Forward I pray, since we are 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.
Caib. I know, it is the Moon,
Pet. Nay, then you lye ; it is the blessed Sun.

Cath. Then, God be blest, it is the blessed Sun.
But Sun it is not, when you say it is not;
And the Moon changes, even as your mind..

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