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To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.
Luc. Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou advise.
Tra. Master, some show, to welcome us to town.
Enter BAPTISTA, KATHARINA, BIANCA,
Gre. To cart her rather: She's too rough for me
Kath. I pray you, sir, (to Bap.) is it your will To make a stale of me amongst these mates ?
Hor. Mates, maid! how mean you that? no mates Unless you were of gentler, milder ntould.
Hor. From all such devils, good Lord, deliver us!
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What, shall I be appointed hours; as though, belike,
Kath, Why, and I trust, I may go too; may I not?
Gre. You may go to the devil's dam; your girls so good, here is none will hold you. Their love is not so great, Hortensio, but we may blow our nails together, And fast it fairly out; our cake's dough ou both sides I can by any means light on a At man, to teach ber that Farewell :-Yet for the love I bear my sweet Bianca, il wherein she delights, I will wish him to her father.
Hor. So will I, signior Gremio: But a word, I pray. Though the nature of our quarrel yet never brook'd that we may yet again hare uccess to our fair mistress,
I knew not what to take, and what to leave? Ha!
parle, know now, upon advice, it toucheth tis toth,
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Tra. Well said, master; mum! and gaze your fil
Bap. Gentlemen, that I may soon make good
the eye,-an she knew why.
(Aside.) Hor. Signior Baptista, will you be so strange? Sorry am I, that our good will effects
Why, will you meir her up.
Bap. Gentleinen, content ye; I am resolved.
will I keep within my house,
Go ill, Bianca.
and be happy rivals in Bianca's love,- to labour and
A husband! a devil.
Think'st thou, Hortensio, though her
very rich, any man is so very a fool to be married to hell
Hor. Tush, Gremio, though it pass your patience, and mine, to endure her loud alarums, why, man, there be good fellows in the world, an a man could light on them, would take her with all faults, and money enough.
Gre. I cannot tell; but I had as lief take her dowry with this condition, to be whipped at the high-cross every morning.
Hor. 'Paith, as you say, there's small choice in rotten apples. But, come ; since this bar in law makes us friends, it shall be so far forth friendly maintained,
by helping Baptista's eldest daughter to a husband, we set his youngest free for a husband, and then have to't afresh-Sweet Bianca ! - Happy man be his dole! He that runs fastest, gets the ring. How say you, signior Gremio ?
Gre. I am agreed: and 'would I had given him the best horse in Padua to begin his wooing, that would thoroughly woo her, wed her, and bed her, and rid the house of her. Come on.
[Exeunt Gremio and Hortensio. Tra. (Advancing.) I pray, sir, tell me, - Is it possible That love should of a take such hold ?
Luc. O Tranio, till I found it to be true,
in idleness: And now
confess to thee,
Tranio, for I know thou canst ;
Tranio, for I know thou wilt.
Luc. Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move,
Luc. Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father's he!
Tra. Ay, marry, am I, sir; and now 'tis plotted.
Tra. Not possible ; for who shall bear your part, And be in Padua here Vincentio's some his friends; Basta ; content thee; for I have it full.
Lue. Gramercies, lad; go forward: this contents;
Tra. Master, you look'd so longly on the maid,
Luc. o yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face, That as the daughter of Agenor had,
him to her hand, When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan strand.
Tra. Saw you no more ? mark'd you not, how her Began to scold; and raise up such a storm,
the din And with her breath she did perfume the air ;
was all I saw in her.
stir him from his trance.
Luc. I have it, Tranio.
Master, for my hand,
Luc. Tell me thine first.
You will be schoolmaster,
welcome Visit his countrymen, and banquet them? We have not yet been seen in any house;
my colour'd hat and cloak:
When Biondello comes, he waits on thee;
Tra. So had you need. (They exchange habits.)
Luc. Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves :
Enter BIONDBLLO. Here comes the rogue.-Sirrah, where have you been ? Bion. Where have I been ? Nay, how now, where
are you? Master, has my fellow Tranio stol'n your clothes ? Or you stol'n his? or both ? Pray, what's the news?
Luc. Sirrah, come hither; 'tis no time jest,
1, sir ? ne'er a whit. Luc. And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth; Tranio is changed into Lucentio.
Bion. The better for him: Would I were so too!
Tra. So would I, faith, boy, to have the next wish That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest daughter. But, sirrah, - not for my sake, but your master's, -1 advise
[panies : You use your manners discreetly in all kind of comWhen I ain alone, why, then I am Tranio; But in all places else, your master Lucentio.
Luc. Trapio, let's go. One thing more rests, that thyself execute,To make one among these wooers: If thou ask me why, Sufficeth my reasons are both good and weights.