Act 2 - Scene 1
Padua. A public place.
Enter LUCENTIO and his man TRANIO
Tranio, since for the great desire I had
To see fair Padua, nursery of arts,
I am arrived for fruitful Lombardy,
pleasant garden of great Italy;
And by my father's love and leave am arm'd
With his good will and thy
My trusty servant, well approved in all,
Here let us breathe and haply institute
A course of
learning and ingenious studies.
Pisa renown'd for grave citizens
Gave me my being and my father first,
merchant of great traffic through the world,
Vincetino come of Bentivolii.
Vincetino's son brought up in
It shall become to serve all hopes conceived,
To deck his fortune with his virtuous deeds:
therefore, Tranio, for the time I study,
Virtue and that part of philosophy
Will I apply that treats of happiness
virtue specially to be achieved.
Tell me thy mind; for I have Pisa left
And am to Padua come, as he that
A shallow plash to plunge him in the deep
And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst.
Mi perdonato, gentle master mine,
I am in all affected as yourself;
Glad that you thus continue your resolve
suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.
Only, good master, while we do admire
This virtue and this moral
Let's be no stoics nor no stocks, I pray;
Or so devote to Aristotle's cheques
As Ovid be an outcast
Balk logic with acquaintance that you have
And practise rhetoric in your common talk;
and poesy use to quicken you;
The mathematics and the metaphysics,
Fall to them as you find your stomach
No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en:
In brief, sir, study what you most affect.
Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou advise.
If, Biondello, thou wert come ashore,
We could at once put
us in readiness,
And take a lodging fit to entertain
Such friends as time in Padua shall beget.
But stay a
while: what company is this?
Master, some show to welcome us to town.
Enter BAPTISTA, KATHARINA, BIANCA, GREMIO, and HORTENSIO. LUCENTIO and TRANIO stand
Gentlemen, importune me no farther,
For how I firmly am resolved you know;
That is, not bestow my
Before I have a husband for the elder:
If either of you both love Katharina,
know you well and love you well,
Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure.
[Aside] To cart her rather: she's too rough for me.
There, There, Hortensio, will you any wife?
I pray you, sir, is it your will
To make a stale of me amongst these mates?
Mates, maid! how mean you that? no mates for you,
Unless you were of gentler, milder mould.
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