There doth my father lie; and there, this night, And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife. Luc. I pray the gods she may, with all my heart! Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer : I follow you. [Exeunt TRANIO, Pedant, and BAPTISTA. Bion. Cambio. Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello? Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon you? Luc. Biondello, what of that? Bion. 'Faith nothing; but he has left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral' of his signs and tokens. Luc. I pray thee, moralize them. Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the deceiving father of a deceitful son Luc. And what of him? 1 Secret purpose. 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 command at all hours. your Luc. And what of all this? Bion. I cannot tell; except they are busied about a counterfeit assurance: Take you assurance of her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum solùm: to the church; take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient honest witnesses: If this be not that you look for, I have no more to say, But, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. [Going. Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello? Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir; and so adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against you come with your appendix. [Exit. Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented: She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt? Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her; It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. [Exit. SCENE V. A publick Road. Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and HOR TENSIO. 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. 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. 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 : And 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. Kath. I know it is. 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 so it shall be so, for Katharine. Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won. Pet. Well, forward, forward: thus the bowl should run, And not unluckily against the bias. But soft; what company is coming here? Enter VINCENTIO, in a travelling dress. Good-morrow, gentle mistress: Where away?- Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and sweet, Whither away; or where is thy abode? Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow ! 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, Now I perceive, thou art a reverend father; 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,That with your strange encounter much amaz'd me; My name is call'd-Vincentio; my dwelling-Pisa; And bound I am to Padua; there to visit A son of mine, which long I have not seen. Vin. Lucentio, gentle sir. 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 merriment hath made thee jealous. [Exeunt PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and VINCENTIO. |