Ped. What's he that knocks as he would beat down the gate? Vin. Is Signior Lacentio within, Sir? Ped. He's within, Sir, but not to be fpoken withal, Vin. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal? Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to your felf, he fhall need none as long as I live. Pet. Nay, I told you your fon was belov'd in Padua. Do you hear, Sir, to leave frivolous circumftances I pray you tell Signior Lucentio that his father is come from Pifa, and is here at the door to speak with him. Ped. Thou lieft, his father is come to Padua, and here looking out of the window. Vin. Art thou his father? Ped. Ay, Sir, fo his mother says, if I may believe her.. Pet. 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 he means to cozen fomebody in this city under my countenance, Bion, I have feen them in the church together. God fend 'em good fhipping: but who is here? mine old mafter Vincentio? now we are undone, and brought to nothing. [Seeing Biondello. Vin. Come hither, crackhemp. got me ? Bion Forgot you? no Sir: I could not forget you, for I never faw you before in all my life. Vin. What, you notorious villain, didft thou never fee thy mafter's father Vincentio ? Bion. What, my old worfhipful old mafter? yes, marry Sir, fee where he looks out of the window. Vin. Is't fo indeed? [He beats Biondello. Bion. Help, help, help, here's a mad-man will mur ther me. Ped. Help, fon, help Signior Baptifta. Pet. Pry'thee, Kate, let's ftand afide, and fee the end of this controverfie. Enter Pedant with Servants, Baptista and Tranio. Tra. Sir, what are you that offer to beat my fervant? Vin. What am I, Sir; nay, what are you, Sir? oh immortal Gods! oh fine villain, a filken doublet, a velvet hofe, a scarlet cloak and at copatain hat: oh I am undone, I am undone! while I play the good husband at home, my fon and my fervants fpend all at the university. Tra. How now, what's the matter? Bap. What, is this man lunatick ? Tra. Sir, you feem a fober ancient gentleman by your habit, but your words fhew a mad-man; why, Sir, what concerns it you, if I wear pearl and gold? I thank my good father, I am able to maintain it. Vin. Thy father! oh villain, he is a fail-maker in Bergamo. 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 fince he was three years old, and his name is Tranio. Ped. Away, away mad afs, his name is Lucentio, and he is mine only fon, and heir to the lands of ine Signior Vincentio, Vin. Lucentio! oh he hath murthered his master; lay hold of him I charge you in the Duke's name; oh my fon, my fon, tell me, thou villain, where is my fon Lucentio ? Tra. Call forth an officer; carry this mad knave to the jail; father Baptifta, I charge you fee that he be forth-coming. Vin. Carry me to jail? copped, or pointed.. Gre. Stay, officer, he fhall not go to prifon. Bap. Talk not, Signior Gremio: "1 fay he fhall go to prifon. Gre. Take heed, Signior Baptifta, left you be conycatch'd in this bufinefs; I dare fwear this is the right Vincentio. Ped. Swear, if thou dar'ft. Gre. Nay, I dare not fwear it. Tra. Then thou wert beft fay, that I am not Lucentio. Gre. Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio. Vin. Thus ftrangers may be hal'd and abus'd; oh monftrous villain! Bion. Oh we are fpoil'd, and yonder he is, deny him, forfwear him, or elle we are all undone. [Ex. Biondello, Tranio and Pedant, SCENE X. 44 Luc. Pardon, fweet father, [Kneeling. Vin. Lives my sweet son? Bap.. How haft thou offended where is Lucentio ? Luc. Here's Lucentio, right fon to the right Vincentio, That have by marriage made thy daughter mine; While counterfeit fuppofers bleer'd thine eyes. Gre. Here's packing with a witnefs to deceive us all That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter fo? Luc. Love wrought, these miracles. Bianca's love Unto the wished haven of my blifs; What Tranie did, my felf enforc'd him to s Then Then pardon him, fweet father, for my fake. Vin. I'll flit the villain's nose that would have fent me to the jail. Bap. But do you hear, Sir, have you married my daughter without asking my good will? Vin. Fear not, Baptifta, we will content you, go to: but I will in, to be reveng'd on this villain. [Exit. Bap. And I to found the depth of this knavery. [Exit. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca, thy father will not frown. [Exeunt. Gre. My cake is dough, but I'll in among the reft, Out of hope of all, but my fhare of the feaft. [Exit. Kath. Husband let's follow, to fee the end of this ado. Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will: Kath. What, in the midft of the street? Kath. No, Sir, God forbid, but asham'd to kifs. away. Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kifs; now pray thee, love, stay. Pet. Is not this well? come, my fweet Kate; Better once than never, for never too late. [Exeunt. * too late. * SCENE [Exeunt. Enter Baptifta, Vincentio, Gremio, Pedant, Lucentio, Bianca, Tranio, Biondello, Petruchio, Katharina, Grumio, Hortenfio and widow. nio's fervants bringing in a banquet.. Tra Luc. At last, tho' long, our jarring notes agree; While I with felf-fame kindness welcome thine And thou Hortenfio, with thy loving widow; D. 4 Feaft SCENE XI. Lucentio's house in Padua. Enter Baptifta, Petruchio, Hortenfio, Lucentio, and the rest. BAP NI think thou haft the verieft fhrew of all. OW in good fadness, fon Petruchio, Pet. Well, I fay no; and therefore for affurance, Let's each one fend unto his wife, and he Whofe wife is moft obedient to come first, When he doth fend for her, fhall win the wager. Hor Feast with the beft, and welcome to my houfe, Pet. Nothing but fit and fit, and eat and eat! true. Pet. Now for my life Hortenfio fears his widow. Pet. You are very fenfible, and yet you miss my I mean Hortenfio is afeard of you. Wid. He that is giddy thinks the world turns round. Kath. Miftrefs, how mean you that? Wid. Thus I conceive by him. Pet. Conceives by me, how likes Hortenfio that? dow. Kath. |