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SCENE V.-A public Road. Enter Petrucio, KATHARINA, and HORTENSIO. 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 now.
Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that 's myself,
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 the moon.
Kath. Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed sun : But sun it is not, when you say it is not ; And the moon changes, even as your mind. What
will have it nam’d, even that it is; And so it shall be so for Katharine.
Hor. Petrucio, go thy ways; the field is won.
Enter Vincentio, in a travelling dress. Good morrow, gentle mistress : Where away?.(To Vin. Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?
Such war of white and red within her cheeks ?
Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a woman of him. Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and
Pet. Why, how now, Kate? I hope thou art not mad :
Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, That have been so bedazzled with the sun, That everything I look on seemeth green : Now I perceive thou art a reverend father ; Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking. Pet. Do, good old grandsire ; and, withal, make
known Which way thou travellest : if along with us, We shall be joyful of thy company.
Vin. Fair sir, and you my merry mistress,
Pet. What is his name?
Lucentio, gentle sir.
Nor be not griev'd; she is of good esteem,
Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure,
Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof;
[Exeunt Pet., KATH., and Vin.
SCENE I.–Padua. Before Lucentio's House. Enter on one side Biondello, LUCENT10, and BIANCA;
Gremio walking on the other side. Bion. Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready.
Luc. I fly, Biondello : but they may chance to need thee at home, therefore leave us.
Bion. Nay, faith, I 'll see the church o’ your back; and then come back to my master as soon as I can.
[Exeunt Luc., BIAN., and Bion. Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while. Enter PetrucIo, Katharina, VINCENTIO, and
Attendants. Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house, My father's bears more toward the market-place; Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir.
Vin. You shall not choose but drink before you go; I think I shall command your welcome here, And by all likelihood, some cheer is toward. [Knocks. Gre. They 're busy within, you were best knock
Enter Pedant above at a window. Ped. What's he that knocks as he would beat down the gate ?
Vin. Is signior Lucentio within, sir ?
Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal ?
Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself; he sball need none, so long as I live.
Pet. Nay, I told you your son was well beloved in Padua.—Do you hear, sir?-to leave frivolous circumstances,- I pray you, tell signior Lucentio that his father is come from Pisa, and is here at the door to speak with him.
Ped. Thou liest ; his father is come from Pisa, and here looking out at the window.
Vin. Art thou his father ?
Ped. Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her.
Pet. Why, how now, gentleman! [TO VINCEN.] why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name.
Ped. Lay hands on the villain. I believe a' means to cozen somebody in this city under my countenance.
Re-enter BIONDELLO. Bion. I have seen them in the church together ; God send 'em good shipping !-But who is here ? mine old master, Vincentio ? Now we are undone, and brought to nothing. Vin. Come hither, crack-hemp.
[Seeing Bion. Bion. I hope I may choose, sir.
Vin. Come hither, you rogue. What, have you for. got me ?
Bion. Forgot you? no, sir: I could not forget you, for I never saw you before in all my life.
Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see thy master's father, Vincentio ?
Bion. What, my old, worshipful old master? Yes, marry, sir ; see where he looks out of the window. Vin. Is 't so, indeed ?
[Beats Bion. Bion. Help, help, help! here 's a madman will murther me.
[Exit. Ped. Help, son ! help, signior Baptista !
from the window. Pet. Prithee, Kate, let 's stand aside, and see the end of this controversy.