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There doth my father lie; and there, this night,
Bap. It likes me well:--Cambio, hie you home,
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 Pisą. Bap.
[Exeunt TRANIO, Pedant, and BAPTISTA. Bion. Cambio, Luc.
What say'st thou, Biondello ? Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon
I follow you.
Luc. Biondello, what of that?
Bion. 'Faith nothing; but he has left me here bebind, 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 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 the church; Stake 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.
Luc. 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.
A publick Road.
Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and Hor
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
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 cross'd, and cross'd; nothing but cross'd!
Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go.
Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come so far,
Pet. I say, it is the moon.
I know it is.
But sun it is not, when you say it is not;
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 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 woman 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
Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes,
Now I perceive, thou art a reverend father;
Vin. Fair sir,--and you my merry mistress,
Pet. What is his name?
Lucentio, gentle sir.
Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure, Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest Upon the company you overtake?
Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is.
Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; For our first merriment hath made thee jealous.
[Exeunt PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and