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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!
KATH. The Moon! the Sun: it is not moonlight now.
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. [aside.] Say as he says, or we shall never go.
KATH. Forward, I pray, since we have come so far,
And be it Moon, or Sun, or what you please:
An 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.


I know it is the Moon.

PET. Nay, then you lie: it is the blessed Sun.
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 you will have it nam'd, even that it is;
And so it shall be, Sir, for Katharine.

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HOR. [aside.] Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won.
PET. Well, forward, forward! thus the bowl should


And not unluckily against the bias.

But, soft! what company is coming here?


[to VINCENTIO.] Good morrow, gentle Mistress: where away?

Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too,




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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 bedfellow !

PET. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad:
This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd;
And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.
KATH. Pardon, old Father, my mistaking eyes,
That have been so bedazzled with the Sun
That every thing 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 travell'st: if along with us,
We shall be joyful of thy company.

VIN. Fair Sir, and you my fair and merry Mistress,
That with your strange encounter much amaz'd me,
My name is call'd Vincentio; Pisa my dwelling;
And bound I am to Padua; there to visit

A son of mine, which long I have not seen.
PET. What is his name?


Lucentio, gentle Sir.

PET. Happily met; the happier for thy son.

And now by law, as well as reverend age,


may entitle thee my loving Father:

The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,

Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not,
Nor be not griev'd: she is of good esteem,
Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;

Beside so qualified as may beseem

The spouse of any noble gentleman.




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Let me embrace with old Vincentio :

And wander we to see thy honest son,
Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.

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 merriment1 hath made thee jealous.2



HOR. Well, Petruchio, this has put me in heart.
Have to my Widow! and if she be froward,
Then hast thou taught Hortensio be untoward.



SCENE I. Padua. Before LUCENTIO's House.

GREMIO is out before.

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 business as soon as I can.

[Exeunt LUCENTIO, BIANCA, and BIONDELLO. GRE. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.

with 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.
GRE. They're busy within; you were best knock louder.



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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.
PET. Nay; I told you your son was well belov'd in
Padua. Do you hear, Sir? To leave frivolous cir-
cumstances, 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?


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


PED, Lay hands on the villain: I believe 'a means to cozen somebody in this City under my countenance.


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. [seeing BIONDELLO.] Come hither, Crack-hemp. 40
BION. I hope I may choose, Sir.

VIN. Come hither, you Rogue. What, have you forgot

BION. Forgot you! No, Sir: I could not forget you, for
I never saw you before in all my life.

VIN. What, you notorious1 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.


1 egregious.

VIN. Is 't so, indeed?

BION. Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder



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[exit from above.

PED. Help, Son! help, Signior Baptista!

PET. Pr'ythee, Kate, let's stand aside and see the end of this controversy.

Re-enter the Pedant below; BAPTISTA, TRANIO,

and Servants.

TRA. Sir, what are you that offer to beat my servant?

VIN. What am I, Sir! nay, what are you, Sir? O,

immortal Gods! O fine Villain! A silken doublet! a
velvet hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain' hat! O,
I am undone! I am undone! while I play the good
husband at home, my son and my servant spend all
at the University.

TRA. How now! what's the matter?
BAP. What, is the man lunatic?


TRA. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your
habit, but your words shew you a madman. Why,
Sir, what 'cerns it you if I wear pearl and gold? I
thank my good father, I am able to maintain it.
VIN. Thy father! O Villain! he is a sail-maker in


BAP. You mistake, Sir; you mistake, Sir. Pray, what do you think is his name?

VIN. His name! as if I knew not his name: I have brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is Tranio.

PED. Away, away, mad Ass! his name is Lucentio; and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, Signior Vincentio.


VIN. Lucentio! O, he hath murder'd his master!. Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the Duke's name. 0, my son, my son! Tell me, thou Villain, where is my son Lucentio ?

TRA. Call forth an officer.

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