Which

way thou travelleft; if along with us, We fhall be joyful of thy companý.

Vin. Fair Sir, and you my merry Mistress,

That with your ftrange encounter much amaz'd me;
My name is call'd Vincentio, my dwelling Pifa;
And bound I am to Padua, there to vifit

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

Vin. Lucentio, gentle Sir.

Pet. Happily met, the happier for thy fon;
And now by law, as well as reverend age,
I may entitle thee my loving Father:
The Sifter of my Wife, this Gentlewoman,
Thy Son by this hath married. Wonder not,
Nor be not griev'd, fhe is of good esteem,
Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
Befide, fo qualified, as may befeem
The Spouse of any noble Gentleman.
Let me embrace with old Vincentio,
And wander we to fee thy honest Son,
Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.

Vin. But is this true, or is it elfe your pleasure,
Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest
Upon the company you overtake?

Hor. I do affure thee, Father, fo it is.

Pet. Come, go along, and fee the truth hereof: For our firft merriment hath made thee jealous.

[Exeunt Pet. Cath, and Vin,

Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. Have to my widow; and if fhe be froward,

Then haft thou taught Hortenfio to be untoward.

[Exit.

ACT V.
V. SCENE I.

Before Lucentio's House.

Enter Biondello, Lucentio and Bianca, Gremio walking on one fide.

BIONDELLO.

SOFTLY and swiftly, Sir, for the Prieft is ready. Luc. I fly, Biondello; but they may chance to

need thee at home, therefore leave us.

Bion. Nay, faith, I'll fee the church o' your back, and then come back to my Mafter as foon as I

can.

[Exit. Gre. I marvel, Cambio comes not all this while.

Enter Petruchio, Catharina, Vincentio and Grumio, with Attendants.

Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house' My Father's bears more towards the Market-place; Thither muft I, and here I leave you, Sir.

Vin. You fhall not chufe but drink before you go; I think, I fhall command your welcome here; And by all likelihood fome cheer is toward. [Knocks. Gre. They're bufie within, you were best knock [Pedant looks out of the window. Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would beat down the gate?

louder.

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 pounds to yourself, he fhall need none as long as I live.

Pet. Nay, I told you, your Son was belov'd in Padua. Do you hear, Sir? to leave frivolous circum

ftances,

ftances, 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 fays, 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 somebody in this city under my countenance.

S C

CENE

Enter Biondello.

II.

Bion. I have feen them in the Church together. God fend 'em good shipping! but who is here! mine old Mafter Vincentio? now we are undone, and brought to nothing.

Vin. Come hither, crackhemp. [Seeing Biondello.
Bion. I hope, I may chufe, Sir.

Vin. Come hither, you rogue; what, have you forgot 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, didst thou never fee thy Mafter's Father Vincentio?

Bion. What, my old worshipful old master? 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 madman will murther me.

Ped. Help, Son; help, Signior Baptifta.

Pet. Pr'ythee, Kate, let's ftand afide, and see the end of this controverfie. [They retire.

Enter Pedant with Servants, Baptista and Tranio.

Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my servant? Vin. What am I, Sir; nay what are you, Sir? oh, immortal Gods! oh, fine villain! a filken doublet, a velvet hofe, a fcarlet cloak and a 'copatain hat: oh, I am undone! I am undone! while I play the good husband at home, my fon and my fervants spend 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 me Signior Vincentio.

Vin. Lucentio! oh, he hath murthered his mafter; 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?

Gre. Stay, Officer, he fhall not go to prifon.

Bap. Talk not, Signior Gremio: I fay, he fhall go to prifon.

1-copped or pointed.

Mr. Pope.

Gre.

Gre. Take heed, Signior Baptifta, left you be conycatch'd in this business; 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.
Bap. Away with the dotard, to the jail with him!
Enter Lucentio and Bianca.

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 else we are all undone.

[Exeunt Biondello, Tranio and Pedant.

S C E N E

III.

Luc. Pardon, fweet Father.

[Kneeling.

Vin. Lives my sweet fon?

Bian. Pardon, dear Father.

Bap. How haft thou offended? where is Lucentio? Luc. Here's Lucentio, right Son to the right Vincentio,

That have by marriage made thy Daughter mine:
While counterfeit fuppofers bleer'd thine eyne.

Gre. Here's packing with a witnefs to deceive us all.
Vin. Where is that damn'd Villain Tranio,

That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter fo?
Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?
Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio.

Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love Made me exchange my ftate with Tranio,

While he did bear my countenance in the town:
And happily I have arriv'd at laft

Unto the wished haven of my blifs;

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