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Act 4, Scene 2


TRANIO: Is't possible, friend Licio, that Mistress Bianca
Doth fancy any other but Lucentio?
I tell you, sir, she bears me fair in hand.

HORTENSIO: Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said,
Stand by and mark the manner of his teaching.     [5]


LUCENTIO: Now, mistress, profit you in what you read?

BIANCA: What, master, read you? first resolve me that.

LUCENTIO: I read that I profess, the Art to Love.

BIANCA: And may you prove, sir, master of your art!

LUCENTIO: While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart!     [10]

HORTENSIO: Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, I pray,
You that durst swear at your mistress Bianca
Loved none in the world so well as Lucentio.

TRANIO: O despiteful love! unconstant womankind!
I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful.     [15]

HORTENSIO: Mistake no more: I am not Licio,
Nor a musician, as I seem to be;
But one that scorn to live in this disguise,
For such a one as leaves a gentleman,
And makes a god of such a cullion:     [20]
Know, sir, that I am call'd Hortensio.

TRANIO: Signior Hortensio, I have often heard
Of your entire affection to Bianca;
And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness,
I will with you, if you be so contented,     [25]
Forswear Bianca and her love for ever.

HORTENSIO: See, how they kiss and court! Signior Lucentio,
Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow
Never to woo her no more, but do forswear her,
As one unworthy all the former favours     [30]
That I have fondly flatter'd her withal.

TRANIO: And here I take the unfeigned oath,
Never to marry with her though she would entreat:
Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him!

HORTENSIO: Would all the world but he had quite forsworn!     [35]
For me, that I may surely keep mine oath,
I will be married to a wealthy widow,
Ere three days pass, which hath as long loved me
As I have loved this proud disdainful haggard.
And so farewell, Signior Lucentio.     [40]
Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks,
Shall win my love: and so I take my leave,
In resolution as I swore before.


TRANIO: Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace
As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case!     [45]
Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love,
And have forsworn you with Hortensio.

BIANCA: Tranio, you jest: but have you both forsworn me?

TRANIO: Mistress, we have.

LUCENTIO:                Then we are rid of Licio.

TRANIO: I' faith, he'll have a lusty widow now,     [50]
That shall be wood and wedded in a day.

BIANCA: God give him joy!

TRANIO: Ay, and he'll tame her.

BIANCA: He says so, Tranio.

TRANIO: Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school.     [55]

BIANCA: The taming-school! what, is there such a place?

TRANIO: Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master;
That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long,
To tame a shrew and charm her chattering tongue.


BIONDELLO: O master, master, I have watch'd so long     [60]
That I am dog-weary: but at last I spied
An ancient angel coming down the hill,
Will serve the turn.

TRANIO: What is he, Biondello?

BIONDELLO: Master, a mercatante, or a pedant,     [65]
I know not what; but format in apparel,
In gait and countenance surely like a father.

LUCENTIO: And what of him, Tranio?

TRANIO: If he be credulous and trust my tale,
I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio,     [70]
And give assurance to Baptista Minola,
As if he were the right Vincentio
Take in your love, and then let me alone.


[Enter a Pedant]

Pedant: God save you, sir!

TRANIO:                And you, sir! you are welcome.
Travel you far on, or are you at the farthest?     [75]

Pedant: Sir, at the farthest for a week or two:
But then up farther, and as for as Rome;
And so to Tripoli, if God lend me life.

TRANIO: What countryman, I pray?

Pedant: Of Mantua.     [80]

TRANIO: Of Mantua, sir? marry, God forbid!
And come to Padua, careless of your life?

Pedant: My life, sir! how, I pray? for that goes hard.

TRANIO: 'Tis death for any one in Mantua
To come to Padua. Know you not the cause?     [85]
Your ships are stay'd at Venice, and the duke,
For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him,
Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly:
'Tis, marvel, but that you are but newly come,
You might have heard it else proclaim'd about.     [90]

Pedant: Alas! sir, it is worse for me than so;
For I have bills for money by exchange
From Florence and must here deliver them.

TRANIO: Well, sir, to do you courtesy,
This will I do, and this I will advise you:     [95]
First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa?
Pedant: Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been,
Pisa renowned for grave citizens.

TRANIO: Among them know you one Vincentio?

Pedant: I know him not, but I have heard of him;     [100]
A merchant of incomparable wealth.

TRANIO: He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say,
In countenance somewhat doth resemble you.

BIONDELLO: [Aside] As much as an apple doth an oyster,
and all one.     [105]

TRANIO: To save your life in this extremity,
This favour will I do you for his sake;
And think it not the worst of an your fortunes
That you are like to Sir Vincentio.
His name and credit shall you undertake,     [110]
And in my house you shall be friendly lodged:
Look that you take upon you as you should;
You understand me, sir: so shall you stay
Till you have done your business in the city:
If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it.     [115]

Pedant: O sir, I do; and will repute you ever
The patron of my life and liberty.

TRANIO: Then go with me to make the matter good.
This, by the way, I let you understand;
my father is here look'd for every day,     [120]
To pass assurance of a dower in marriage
'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here:
In all these circumstances I'll instruct you:
Go with me to clothe you as becomes you.


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