ACT IV Sc. IV Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer: But come, Sir; we will better it in Pisa. 70 BAP. I follow you. [Exeunt TRA., Pedant, and Bap. BION. Cambio! Re-enter BIONDELLO. Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello? BION. You saw my master wink and laugh upon you? BION. Faith, nothing; but 'a has left me here behind, to 80 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? 89 BION. I cannot tell: expect they are busied about a counterfeit assurance; take you assurance of her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum; to the Church, with the priest, clerk, and some sufficient honest wit nesses: If this be not that you look for, I have no more to say, Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello? 97 BION. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented: She will be pleas'd; then wherefore should I doubt ? [exit. SCENE V. A Public Road. Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and HORTENSIO. PET. Come on, a God's name; once more toward our Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the Moon! It shall be Moon, or Star, or what I list, KATH. I know it is the Moon. PET. Nay, then you lie: it is the blessed Sun. But Sun it is not, when you say it is not; And the Moon changes even as your mind. 10 20 HOR. [aside.] Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won. run, And not unluckily against the bias. But, soft! what company is coming here? Enter VINCENTIO. [to VINCENTIO.] Good morrow, gentle Mistress: where away? Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, III: I 65 ACT IV Sc. V ACT IV 30 Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman? KATH. Young budding Virgin, fair and fresh and sweet, Happy the parents of so fair a child; PET. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad : VIN. Fair Sir, and you my fair and merry Mistress, A son of mine, which long I have not seen. VIN. Lucentio, gentle Sir. PET. Happily met; the happier for thy son. And now by law, as well as reverend age, I may entitle thee my loving Father: The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman, Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not, Beside so qualified as may beseem 60 Let me embrace with old Vincentio : And wander we to see thy honest son, VIN. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure, HOR. I do assure thee, Father, so it is. PET. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; For our first merriment1 hath made thee jealous.2 70 ACT IV [exeunt. HOR. Well, Petruchio, this has put me in heart. [exit. ACT V SCENE I. Padua. Before LUCENTIO's House. Enter BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO, and BIANCA ; BION. Softly and swiftly, Sir; for the priest is ready. BION. Nay, faith, I'll see the Church o' your back; and [Exeunt LUCENTIO, BIANCA, and BIONDELLO. GRE. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while. Enter PETRUCHIO, KATE, VINCENTIO, GRUMIO, PET. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house: ΤΟ [knocks. ACT V Sc. I The Pedant looks out of the window. PED. What's he that knocks as he would beat down the gate? VIN. Is Signior Lucentio within, Sir? PED. He's within, Sir, but not to be spoken withal. VIN. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal? PED. Keep your hundred pound to yourself: he shall need none, so long as I live. 21 PET. Nay; I told you your son was well belov'd 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 Padua, and here looking out at the window. VIN. Art thou his father? 29 PED. Ay, Sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her. PET. [to VINCENTIO.] Why, how now, Gentleman! 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 VIN. [seeing BIONDELLO.] Come hither, Crack-hemp. 40 VIN. Come hither, you Rogue. What, have you forgot me? BION. Forgot you! No, Sir: I could not forget you, for VIN. What, you notorious1 Villain, didst thou never see BION, What, my old worshipful old master? yes, marry, 49 1 egregious. |