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The Taming of the Shrew: Act 5, Scene 1



           Enter BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO, and
  *          BIANCA; GREMIO is out before.

      BIONDELLO
  1   Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready.

      LUCENTIO
  2   I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need thee
  3   at home; therefore leave us.

      BIONDELLO
  4   Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your back; and
  5   then come back to my master's as soon
  6   as I can.

           [Exeunt LUCENTIO, BIANCA,
           and BIONDELLO.]

      GREMIO
  7   I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.

           Enter PETRUCHIO, KATE, VINCENTIO,
           GRUMIO, with Attendants.

      PETRUCHIO
  8   Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house:
  9   My father's bears more toward the market-place;
 10   Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir.

      VINCENTIO
 11   You shall not choose but drink before you go:
 12   I think I shall command your welcome here,
 13   And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward.

           Knock.

      GREMIO
 14   They're busy within; you were best knock
 15   louder.

 **         PEDANT looks out of the window.

      Pedant
 16   What's he that knocks as he would
 17   beat down the gate?

      VINCENTIO
 18   Is Signior Lucentio within, sir?

      Pedant
 19   He's within, sir, but not to be spoken
 20   withal.

      VINCENTIO
 21   What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to
 22   make merry withal?

      Pedant
 23   Keep your hundred pounds to yourself: he shall
 24   need none, so long as I live.

      PETRUCHIO
 25   Nay, I told you your son was well beloved in Padua.
 26   Do you hear, sir? To leave frivolous circumstances,
 27   I pray you, tell Signior Lucentio that his father is
 28   come from Pisa, and is here at the door
 29   to speak with him.

      Pedant
 30   Thou liest: his father is come from Padua and here
 31   looking out at the window.

      VINCENTIO
 32   Art thou his father?

      Pedant
 33   Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe
 34   her.

      PETRUCHIO [To VINCENTIO.]
 35   Why, how now, gentleman! Why,
 36   this is flat knavery, to take upon you
 37   another man's name.

      Pedant
 38   Lay hands on the villain: I believe
 39   a' means to cozen somebody in this
 40   city under my countenance.

           Enter BIONDELLO.

      BIONDELLO
 41   I have seen them in the church
 42   together: God send 'em good
 43   shipping! But who is here? mine
 44   old master Vincentio! now we
 45   are undone and brought to nothing.

      VINCENTIO [Seeing BIONDELLO.]
 46   Come hither, crack-hemp.

      BIONDELLO
 47   Hope I may choose, sir.

      VINCENTIO
 48   Come hither, you rogue. What, have you
 49   forgot me?

      BIONDELLO
 50   Forgot you! no, sir: I could not forget you, for I
 51   never saw you before in all my life.

      VINCENTIO
 52   What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see
 53   thy master's father, Vincentio?

      BIONDELLO
 54   What, my old worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir:
 55   see where he looks out of the
 56   window.

      VINCENTIO
 57   Is't so, indeed?

           He beats Biondello.

      BIONDELLO
 58   Help, help, help! here's a madman will
 59   murder me.

           [Exit.]

      Pedant
 60   Help, son! help, Signior Baptista!

           [Exit from above.]

      PETRUCHIO
 61   Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside and see the
 62   end of this controversy.

           Enter PEDANT [below] with Servants,
           BAPTISTA, TRANIO [as Lucentio].

      TRANIO
 63   Sir, what are you that offer to beat my
 64   servant?

      VINCENTIO
 65   What am I, sir! nay, what are you, sir? O immortal
 66   gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! a velvet
 67   hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat! O, I
 68   am undone! I am undone! while I play the good
 69   husband at home, my son and my servant spend all at
 70   the university.

      TRANIO
 71   How now! what's the matter?

      BAPTISTA
 72   What, is the man lunatic?

      TRANIO
 73   Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your
 74   habit, but your words show you a madman. Why, sir,
 75   what 'cerns it you if I wear pearl and gold? I
 76   thank my good father, I am able to maintain it.

      VINCENTIO
 77   Thy father! O villain! he is a sailmaker in
 78   Bergamo.

      BAPTISTA
 79   You mistake, sir, you mistake, sir. Pray, what do
 80   you think is his name?

      VINCENTIO
 81   His name! as if I knew not his name: I have brought
 82   him up ever since he was three years old, and his
 83   name is Tranio.

      Pedant
 84   Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio and he is
 85   mine only son, and heir to the lands of me,
 86   Signior Vincentio.

      VINCENTIO
 87   Lucentio! O, he hath murdered his master! Lay hold
 88   on him, I charge you, in the duke's name. O, my
 89   son, my son! Tell me, thou villain, where is
 90   my son Lucentio?

      TRANIO
 91   Call forth an officer.

           [Enter one with an Officer.]

 92   Carry this mad knave to the gaol. Father Baptista,
 93   I charge you see that he be forthcoming.

      VINCENTIO
 94   Carry me to the gaol!

      GREMIO
 95   Stay, officer: he shall not go to prison.

      BAPTISTA
 96   Talk not, Signior Gremio: I say he shall go
 97   to prison.

      GREMIO
 98   Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest you be
 99   cony-catched in this business: I dare swear
100   this is the right Vincentio.

      Pedant
101   Swear, if thou darest.

      GREMIO
102   Nay, I dare not swear it.

      TRANIO
103   Then thou wert best say that I am not
104   Lucentio.

      GREMIO
105   Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio.

      BAPTISTA
106   Away with the dotard! to the gaol with
107   him!

      VINCENTIO
108   Thus strangers may be hal'd and abus'd: O
109   monstrous villain!

           Enter BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO
           and BIANCA.

      BIONDELLO
110   O! we are spoiled and—yonder he is: deny him,
111   forswear him, or else we are all undone.

      LUCENTIO
112   Pardon, sweet father.

           Kneel.

      VINCENTIO
112                                      Lives my sweet son?

           Exeunt Biondello, Tranio,
           and Pedant, as fast as may be.

      BIANCA
113   Pardon, dear father.

      BAPTISTA
113                               How hast thou offended?
114   Where is Lucentio?

      LUCENTIO
114                                 Here's Lucentio,
115   Right son to the right Vincentio;
116   That have by marriage made thy daughter mine,
117   While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne.

      GREMIO
118   Here's packing, with a witness to deceive us
119   all!

      VINCENTIO
120   Where is that damned villain Tranio,
121   That fac'd and braved me in this matter so?

      BAPTISTA
122   Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?

      BIANCA
123   Cambio is changed into Lucentio.

      LUCENTIO
124   Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love
125   Made me exchange my state with Tranio,
126   While he did bear my countenance in the town;
127   And happily I have arrived at the last
128   Unto the wished haven of my bliss.
129   What Tranio did, myself enforced him to;
130   Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake.

      VINCENTIO
131   I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent
132   me to the gaol.

      BAPTISTA
133   But do you hear, sir? have you married my daughter
134   without asking my good will?

      VINCENTIO
135   Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: but
136   I will in, to be revenged for this villany.

           Exit.

      BAPTISTA
137   And I, to sound the depth of this knavery.

           Exit.

      LUCENTIO
138   Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not
139   frown.

           Exeunt [LUCENTIO and BIANCA].

      GREMIO
140   My cake is dough; but I'll in among the rest,
141   Out of hope of all, but my share of the feast.

           [Exit.]

      KATHARINA
142   Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado.

      PETRUCHIO
143   First kiss me, Kate, and we will.

      KATHARINA
144   What, in the midst of the street?

      PETRUCHIO
145   What, art thou ashamed of me?

      KATHARINA
146   No, sir, God forbid; but ashamed to kiss.

      PETRUCHIO
147   Why, then let's home again. Come, sirrah, let's away.

      KATHARINA
148   Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee, love, stay.

      PETRUCHIO
149   Is not this well? Come, my sweet Kate:
150   Better once than never, for never too late.

           Exeunt.

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