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Iru. O despiteful love! unconstant woman.

Enter a Pedant. kid ;

Ped. God save you, sir! I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful.

Tra.

And you, sir ! you are welcome Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio,

Travel you far on, or are you at the furthest? Nor a musician as I seem to be;

Ped. Sir, at the furthest for a week or two: But one that scorn to live in this disguise,

But then up further; and as far as Rome; For such a one as leaves a gentleman,

And so to Tripoly, if God lend me life. And makes a god of such a cullion:

Tra. What countryman, I pray? Know, sir, that I am call'd-Hortensio.

Ped.

Or Mantua. Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard

Tra. Of Mantua, sir?-marry, God forbid ! Of your entire affection to Bianca;

And come to Padua, careless of your life? And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness,

Ped. My life, sir! how, I pray ? for that goes hard I will with you,-if you be so contented,

Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua Forswear Bianca and her love for ever.

To come to Padua; Know you not the cause ? Hor. See, how they kiss and court!—Signior Lu- Your ships are staid at Venice; and the duke Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow- [centio; (For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him) Never to woo her more; but to forswear her,

Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly: As one unworthy all the former favors

'Tis marvel; but that you're but newly come, That I have fondly flattered her withal.

You might have heard it else proclaim'd about.
Tra.. And here I take the like unteigned oath, Ped. Alas, sir, it is worse for me than so;
Ne'er to marry with her, though she would entreat: For I have bills for money by exchange
Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him. From Florence, and must here deliver them.

Hor. Would all the world, but Ire, had quite for- Tra. Well, sir, to do you courtesy,
For me, that I may surely keep mine oath, [sworn! This will I do, and this will I advise you:-
I will be married to a wealthy widow,

First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa?
Ere three days pass; which hath as long lov'd me, Ped. Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been;
As I have lov'd this proud disdainful haggard:

Pisa, renowned for grave citizens. And so farewell, signior Lucentio.

Tra. Among them, know you one Vincentio? Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks,

Ped. I know him not, but I have heard of him; Shall win my love --and so I take my leave, A merchant of incomparable wealth. In resolution as I swore before.

Tra. He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say, [Exit Houtens10.-Lucentio and Bianca In countenance somewhat doth resemble you. advance.

Bion. As much as an apple doth an oyster, and Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace all one.

[Aside. As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case!

Tra. To save your life in this extremity,
Nay, I have la'en you napping, gentle love; This favor will I do you for his sake;
And have forsworn you with Hortensio.

And think it not the worst of all your fortunes, Bian. 'Tranio, you jest: But have you both for- That you are like to sir Vincentio. sworn me?

His name and credit shall you undertake, Trá. Mistress, we have.

And in my house you shall be friendly lodg'd;Luc.

Then we are rid of Licio. Look, that you take upon you as you should ; Tra. I'faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, You understand me, sir;--so shall you stay That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day.

Till you have done your busin'ss in the city: Bian. God give him joy!

If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it. Tra. Ay, and he'll tame her.

Ped. O, sir, I do; and will repute you ever Bian.

He says so, Tranio. The patron of my life and liberty. Tra. 'Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school. Tra. Then

go

to make the matter goo l. Bian. The taming-school ! what, is there such a This, by the way, I let you understand; , place?

My father is here look'd for every day,
Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master; To pass assurance of a dower in marriage
That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long,

"Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here: Io tame a shrew, and charm her chattering tongue. In all these circumstances I'll instruct you : Enter Biondello, running:

Go with me, sir, to clothe you as becomes volt. Bion. O master, master, I have watch'd so long

TE.COM That I'm dog-weary; but at last I spied

SCENE III.-A Room in Pe. uchio's Huuse. An ancient angel' coming down the hill, Will serve the turn.

Enter KATHARINA and GRUM10. Tra.

What is he, Biondello ? Bion. Master, a mercatantè, or a pedant,"

Gru. No, no, forsooth: I dare yıt for my life. I know not what; but formal in apparel,

Kath. The more my wrong, the more his spite In gait and countenance surely like a father.

appears: Luc. And what of him, Tranio?

What, did he marry me to famish we? Tra. If he be credulous, and trust my tale,

Beggars, that come unto my father's door, I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio;

Upon entreaty, have a present alms; And give assurance to Baptista Minola,

not, elsewhere they meet with charity : As if he were the right Vincentio.

But I,- who never knew how to entreat, Take in your love, and then let me alone.

Nor never needed that I should entrcat,-[Exeunt LUCENTIO and Bianca.

Am starv'd for meat, giddy for lack of sleep;

With oaths kept waking, and with brawling fed: • Despicable fellow.

Messenger. • A mercbant or a schoolmastur.

And that which spites me more than all these wants

with me,

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He does it under naine of perfect love;

Kath. I'll have no bigger; this doth fit the time, As who should say,--If I should sleep, or eat, And gentlewomen wear such caps as these. 'I'were deadly sickness, or else present death.- Pet. When you are gentle, you shall have one too, I pr’ythee go, and get me some repast;

And not till then. I care not what, so it be wholesome food.

Hor.

That will not be in haste. [Aside. Gru. What say you to a neat's foot ?

Kath. Why, sir, I trust, I may have leave to speak; Kath. 'Tis passing good; I prythee let me have it. And speak I will; I am no child, no babe; Gru. I fear it is too choleric a meat :

Your betters have endur'd me say my mind;
How say you to a fat tripe, finely broil'd? And, if you cannot, best you stop your ears.

Kath. I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me. My tongue will tell the anger of my heart;
Gru. I cannot tell;! fear 'tis choleric.

Or else my heart, concealing it, will break;
What say you to a piece of beef, and mustard ? And rather than it shall, I will be free

Kath. A dish that I do love to feed upon. Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words.
Gru. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little. Pet. Why, thou say'st true; it is a paltry cap,
Kath Wły, then the beef, and let the mustard rest. A gustard-coffin," a bauble; a silken pie:
Gru. Nay, then I will not; you shall have the I love thee well, in that thou lik’st it not
mustard,

Kath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap; Or else you get no beef of Grumio.

And it I will have, or I will have none. Kath. Then both or one, or any thing thou wilt. Pet. Thy gown? why, ay :--Come, tailor, let us Gru. Why then the mustard without the beef.

see't. Kath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding O mercy, God! what masking stuff is here? slave,

[Beats him. What's this ? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon: That feed'st me with the very name of meat: What! up and down, carv'd like an apple-tart ? Sorrow on thee, and all the pack of you,

Here's snip, and nip, and cut, and slish, and slash, That triumph thus upon my misery!

Like to a censer' in a barber's shop:Go, get thee gone, I say.

Why, what, o'devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?

Hor. I see, she's like to have neither cap nor Enter Petruch10 with a dish of meat; and HortenSIO.

gown.

[Aside.

Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well, Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all According to the fashion, and the time. amort?'

Pet. Marry and did; but if you be remember'd, Hor. Mistress, what cheer?

I did not bid you mar it to the time. Kath.

'Faith, as cold as can be. Go, hop me over every kennel home, Pet. Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully upon me.

For you shall hop without my custom, sir: Here, love; thou seest how diligent I am,

I'll none of it; hence, make your best of it. To dress thy meat myself, and bring it thee; Kath. I never saw a better-fashion'd gown,

[Sets the dish on a table. More quaint, more pleasing,nor more commendable. I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits thanks. Belike, you mean to make a puppet of me. [thee. What, not a word? Nay then, thou lov'st it not; Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet of And all my pains is sorted to no proof:

Tai. She says, your worship means to make a Here, take away this dish.

puppet of her. Kath. 'Pray you, let it stand.

Pet. O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks; Thou thimble,

(thread, And so shall mine before you touch the meat. Thou yard, three quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail, Kath. I thank you, sir.

Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter cricket thou :Hor. Signor Petruchio, fye! you are to blame! Brav'd in mine own house with a skein of thread! Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company. Away thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant: Pet. Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lov'st me.- Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard,

[Aside. As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou liv'st! Much good do it unto thy gentle heart!

I tell thee, I, that thou hast marred her gown. Kate, eat apace :-And now, my honey love, Tai. Your worship is deceiv'd; the gown is made Will we return unto thy father's house;

Just as my master had direction: And revel it as bravely as the best,

Grumio gave order how it should be done.
With silken coats, and caps, and golden rings, Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the stuff.
With ruffs, and cuffs, and farthingales, and things; Tai. But how did you desire it should be made!
With scarfs, and fans, and double change of bravery,' Gru. Marry, sir, with needle and thread
With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knavery. Tai. But did you not request to have it cut?
What, hast thou din'd? The tailor stays thy leisure, Gru. Thou hast faced many things.
To deck thy body with his ruffling treasure.

Tai. I have.
Enter Tailor.

Gru. Face not me: thou hast braved many men, Coine, tailor, let us see these ornaments;

brave not me: I will neither be faced nor braved. I Enter Haberdasher.

say unto thee,-I bid thy master cut out the gown; Lay forth the gown.-What news with you, sir? but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest. Hab. Here is the cap your worship did bespeak.

Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer!

Pet. Read it. A velvet dish; fie, fie! 'tis lewd and filthy!

Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he says I said Why, 'tis a cockle, or a walnut shell,

Tai. Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown: [so A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap;

Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown Away with it, come, let me have a bigger.

A coffin was the culinary term for raised crust.

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sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with Ped. Ay, what else ? and, but I be deceived, a bottom of brown thread: I said, a gown.

Signior Baptista may remember me, Pet. Proceed.

Near twenty years ago, in Genoa, where Tai. With a small compassed cape;

We were lodgers at the Pegasus. Gru. I confess the cape.

Tra.

"Tis well; Tai. With a trunk sleeve,

And hold your own, in any case, with such Gru. I confess two sleeves.

Austerity as 'longeth to a father. Tai. The sleeves curiously cut.

Enter BIONDELLO. Pet. Ay, there's the villany.

Ped. I warrant you: But, sir, here comes yous Gru. Error i'the bill, sir; error i’the bill. I commanded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed "Twere good, he were school'd. up again; and that I'll prove upon thee, though

Tra. Fear you not him. Sirrah, Biondello, thy little finger be armed in a thimble. Tai. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio.

Now do your duty thoroughly, I advise you; place where, thou shouldst know it.

Bion. Tut! fear not me. Gru. I am for thee straight; take thou the bill,

Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista ? give me thy mete-yard,' and spare not me.

Bion.'I told him, that your father was at Venice, Hor. God-9-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have and that you look'd for him this day in Padua. no odds. Pet. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me.

Tra. Thou’rt a tall' fellow; hold thee that to

drink. Gru. You are i'the right, sir; 'tis for my mistress. Here comes Baptista :-set your countenance, sir.Pet. Go take it up unto thy master's use. Gru. Villain, not for thy life: Take up my mis

Enter BAPTISTA and LUCENTIO. tress' gown for thy master's use !

Signior Baptista, you are happily met:Pet. Why, sir, what's your conceit in that? Sir, [To the Pedant.]

Gru. O,sir,the conceit is deeper than you think for; This is the gentleman I told you of; Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use ! I pray you, stand good father to me now, O, fie, fie, fie!

Give me Bianca for my patrimony. Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor Ped. Soft, son!paid :

[Aside. Sir, by your leave; having come to Padua Go, take it hence; be gone, and say no more. To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio

Hor. Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-morrow. Made me acquainted with a weighty cause Take no unkindness of his hasty words:

Of love between your daughter and himself: Away, I say; commend me to thy master. [Exit Tai. And,--for the good report I hear of you;

Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your And for the love he beareth to your daughter, Even in these honest mean habiliments; [father's, And she to him—to stay him not too long, Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor: I am content, in a good father's care, For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich; To have him match'd; and, --if you please to like And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, No worse than I, sir,-upon some agreement, So honor peereth in the meanest habit.

Me shall you find most ready and most willing What, is the jay more precious than the lark, With one consent to have her so bestowed; Because his feathers are more beautiful?

For curious I cannot be with you, Or is the adder better than the eel,

Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well. Because his painted skin contents the eye?

Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say ;0, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse Your plainness, and your shortness, please me well For this poor furniture, and mean array.

Right true it is, your son, Lucentio here, If thou account'st it shame, lay it on me:

Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him, And therefore frolic; we will bence forthwith, Or both dissemble deeply their affections: To feast and sport us at thy father's house. And therefore, if you say no more than this, Go, call my men, and let us straight to him;

That like a father you will deal with him, And bring our horses unto Long-lane end, And passo my daughter a sufficient dower, : There will we mount, and thither walk on foot.— The match is fully made, and all is done:

Let's see; I think 'tis now some seven o'clock, Your son shall have my daughter with consent. And well we may come there by dinner-time. Tra. I thank you, sir. Where then do you know Kath. I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two;

best, And 'twill be supper time, ere you come there. We be affied;' and such assurance ta’en, Pet. It shall be seven, ere I go to horse:

As shall with either part's agreement stand? Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do,

Bup. Not in my house, Lucentio; for you know, You are still crossing it.—Sirs, let't alone: Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants: I will not go to-day; and ere I do,

Besides, old Gremio is heark’ning still; It shall be what o'clock I say it is.

And, happily,' we might be interrupted. Hor. Why, so! this gallant will command the

Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, sir:

[Exeunt. There doth my father lie; and there, this night, SCENE IV.–Padua. Before Baptista's House. We'll pass the business privately and well:

Send for your daughter by your servant here, Enter Tranio, and the Pedant dressed like

My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently.
VINCENTIO.

The worst is this,—that, at so slender warning, Tra. Sir, this is the house: Please it you, that I You're like to have a thin and slender pittance. call?

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the supper.

Bap. It likes me well;—Cambio, hie you home, And if you please to call it a rush candle, And bid Bianca make her ready straight;

Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me. And, if you will, tell what hath happened :

Pet. I say, it is the moon. Lucentio's father is arrived in Padua,

Kath.

I know it is. And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife.

Pet. Nay, then you lie; it is the blessed sun. Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my heart ! Kath. Then, God be blessed, it is the blessed sun:

Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. But sun it is not, when you say it is not; Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way?

And the moon changes, even as your mind. Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer: What you will have it named, even that it is; Come, sir ; we'll better it in Pisa.

And so it shall be so, for Katharine. Вар.

Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won.
[Exeunt TRANIO, Pedant, and Baptista. Pet. Well, forward, "forward : thus the bowl
Bion. Cambio,
Luc.

What say'st thou, Biondello? And not unluckily against the bias-
Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon But soft; what company is coming here?
you?
Luc. Biondello, what of that?

Enter Vincentio, in a travelling dress. Bion. 'Faith nothing; but he has left me here Good morrow, gentle mistress: Where away !-behind, to expound the ng or moral of his

[To VINCENTIO signs and tokens.

Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Luc. I pray thee, moralize them.

Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman? Bion. T'hen thus. Baptista is safe, talking with Such war of white and red within her cheeks! the deceiving father of a deceitful son.

What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty, Luc. And what of him ?

As those two eyes become that heavenly face?Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee:

Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake. Luc. And then!

Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a Bion. The old priest at Saint Luke's church is woman of him. • at your command at all hours.

Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh Luc. And what of all this?

and sweet, Bion. I cannot tell; except they are busied about Whither away; or where is thy abode ? a counterfeit assurance : 'Take you assurance of her, Happy the parents of so fair a child; cum privilegio ad imprimendum solùm: to the Happier the man, whom favorable stars church ;-take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow! honest witnesses:

Pet. Why, how

now,

Kate! I hope thou art not If this be not what you look for, I have no more to

mad: say,

This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd; But, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.

[Going Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello?

That have been so bedazzled with the sun, Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in That every thing I look on seemeth green: an afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley Now I perceive, thou art a reverend father; to stuffa rabbit; and so may you, sir; and so adieu, Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking. sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Saint Pet. Do, good old grandsire; and, withal, make Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against

known you come with your appendix.

[Exit. Which way thou traveltest: if along with us,
Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented: We shall be joyful of thy company.
She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt ? Vin, Fair sir,—and you, my merry mistress,
Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her. That with your strange encounter much amaz'd me;
It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. [Exit. My name is call’d-Vincentio; my dwelling—Pisa;

And bound I am to Padua; there to visit
SCENE V.-A public Road.

A son of mine, which long I have not seen.

Pet. What is his name? Enter PETRUCH10, KATHARINA, and Hortensio.

Vin.

Lucentio, gentle sir. Pet. Come on, o'God's name; once more toward Pet. Happily met; the happier for thy son. our father's,

And now by law, as well as reverend age, Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon! I may entitle thee-my loving father; Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moonlight The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,

Thy son by this hath married: Wonder not, Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright. | Nor be noi griev'd; she is of good esteem, Kath. I know, it is the sun that shines so bright. Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth; Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's my- Beside, so qualified as may beseem self,

The spouse of any noble gentleman. It shall be moon, or star, or what I list,

Let me embrace with old Vincentio: Or ere I journey to your father's house :

And wander we to see thy honest son, Go on, and fetch our horses back again.

Who will of thy arrival be full joyous. Evermore cross'd, and cross'd; nothing but cross'd! Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasura

Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go. Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest

Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come so far, Upon the company you overtake ?
And be it moon, or sun, or what you please : Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is.

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now.

Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in hearte For our first merriment hath made me jealous. Have to my widow; and if she be froward,

[Exeunt PETRUCHIO, Katharina, and Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward. VINCENTIO.

[Exit.

ACT V.

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SCENE I.-Padua. Before Lucentio's House. Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst thou

never see thy master's father, Vincentio ? Fnter on one side BIONDELLO, Lucentio, and

Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master ? yes, Bianca; Grem10 walking on the other side.

marry, sir; see where he looks out of the window. Bion. Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready.

Vin. Is't so, indeed? [Beats BIONDELLO. Luc. I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to

Bion. Help, help, help! here's a madman will need thee at home, therefore leave us.

murder me.

[Exit. Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o’your back;

Ped. Help, son! help, signior Baptista! and then come back to my master as soon as I can.

(Exit from the window. [Exeunt LUCENTIO, Bianca, and Biondello. Pet. Pr’ythee, Kate, let's stand aside, and see Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.

the end of this controversy.

[They retire. Enter Petruchio, KATHARINA, Vincentio, and Re-enter Pedant below; Baptista, Tranio, and Attendants.

Servants. Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house,

Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my My father's bears more toward the market place;

servant? Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir.

Vin. What am I, sir ? nay what are you, sir? Vin. You shall not choose but drink before you go; O immortal gods ! O fine villain! A silken doublet! I think, I shall command your welcome here,

a velvet hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat!" And by all likelihood, some cheer is toward.

-O, I am undone! I am undone! while I play [Knocks.

the good husband at home, my son and my servant Gre. They're busy within, you were best knock spend all at the university. louder.

Tra. How now! what's the matter?
Enter Pedant above, at a window.

Bap. What, is the man lunatic ? Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would beat Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman down the gate ?

by your habit, but your words show you a madman: Vin. Is signior Lucentio within, sir?

Why, sir, what concerns it you, if I wear pearl and Ped. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal. gold? I thank my good father, I am able to main

Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound tain it. or two, to make merry withal.

Vin. Thy father? O, villain ! he is a sail-maker Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself; he in Bergamo. shall need none, so long as I live.

Bap: You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir: Pray, Pet. Nay, I told you, your son was beloved in what do you think is his name? Padua.—Do you hear, sir?—to leave frivolous

Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name: I circumstances, -I pray you, tell signior Lucentio, have brought him up ever since he was three years that his father is come from Pisa, and is here at the old, and his name is Tranio. door to speak with him.

Ped. Away, away, mad ass! his name is LucenPed. Thou liest; his father is come from Pisa, tio; and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands and here looking out at the window.

of me, signior Vincentio. Vin. Art thou his father?

Vin. Lucentio ! O, he hath murdered his master! Ped. Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may be- -Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the duke's lieve her.

name:-0, my son, my son !-tell thou villain, Pet. Why, how now, gentlemen! [To Viscen.] where is my son Lucentio ? why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another

Tra. Call forth an officer :-[Enter one with an man's name.

Officer.] Carry this mad knave to the gaol:-Father Ped. Lay hands on the villain; I believe 'a means Baptista, I charge you, sce that he be forthcoming. to cozen somebody in this city under my counte

Vin. Carry me to the gaol !
Gre. Stay, officer; he shall not go to prison.

Bap. Talk not, signior Gremio; I say he shall
Re-enter BioxdELLO.

go to prison. Bion. I have seen them in the church together: Gré. Take heed, signior Baptista, lest But who is here ? mine old master, Vincentio ? now cheated in this business; I dare swear, this is the we are undone, and brought to nothing.

right Vincentio. Vin. Come hither, crack-hemp.

Ped. Swear, if thou darest. [Seeing BiondeLLO. Gre. Nay, I dare not swear it. Bion. I hope, I may choose, sir.

Tra. Then thou wert best say, that I am not Vin. Come hither, you rogue: What, have you

Lucentio. forgot me?

Gre. Yes, I know thee to be signior Lucentio. Bion. Forget you? no, sir: I could not forget Bap. Away with the dotard; to the gaol with him you, for I never saw you before in all my life.

• A hat with a conical crown.

me,

nance.

you be

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