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Padua. BAPTISTA'S house.
[Enter LUCENTIO, HORTENSIO, and BIANCA]
LUCENTIO
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Fiddler | forbear,| you grow | too for|ward sir,
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Have^you | so soon | forgot | the
ent|ertain||ment
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Her sis|ter Kath|erine wel|comed you | withal.
HORTENSIO
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But wran/gling | pedant,| this is
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The pa||troness | of heaven|ly har|mony:|
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Then give | me leave | to have | prero|gative,
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And when | in mus|ic we | have spent | an hour,
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Your lec|ture shall | have leis|ure for | as
much.
LUCENTIO
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Prepost|erous ass | that nev|er read | so far,
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To know | the cause | why mus|ic was | ordained:
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Was it | not to | refresh | the mind | of man
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After | his stud|ies, or | his us|ual pain?
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Then give | me leave | to read | philo|sophy,
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And while | I pause,| serve in | your har|mony.
HORTENSIO
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Sirrah,| I will | not bear | these braves | of thine.
BIANCA
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Why gent|lemen,| you do | me doub|le wrong,
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To strive | for that | which rest|eth in / my
choice:
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I am | no breech|ing schol|ar in | the schools,
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I'll not | be tied | to hours | nor appoint|ed times,
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But learn | my les|sons as | I please |
myself,
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And to / cut off | all strife:| here sit | we
down,
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Take you | your ins|trument,| play you | the
whiles,
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His lec|ture will | be done | ere you | have
tuned.
HORTENSIO
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You'll leave | his lec|ture when | I am | in
tune?
LUCENTIO
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That will | be nev|er, tune | your ins|trument.
BIANCA
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Where left | we last?
LUCENTIO
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Here madam:|
[reads]
Hic ibat Simois, hic est Sigeia tellus, Hic steterat Priami regia celsa
senis.
BIANCA
Construe them.
LUCENTIO
Hic ibat, as I told you before, Simois, I am Lucentio, hic est, son unto
Vincentio of Pisa, Sigeia tellus, disguised thus to get your love, Hic
steterat, and that Lucentio that comes a-wooing, Priami, is my man Tranio,
regia, bearing my port, celsa senis, that we might beguile the old
pantaloon.
HORTENSIO
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Madam,| my ins|trument's | in tune.
BIANCA
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Let's hear,| oh fie,| the tre|ble jars.
(tetra with prev)
LUCENTIO
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Spit in | the hole | man, and | tune a|gain.
BIANCA
Now let me see if I can construe it. Hic ibat Simois, I know you not, hic
est Sigeia tellus, I trust you not, Hic steterat Priami, take heed he hear
us not, regia presume not, celsa senis, despair not.
HORTENSIO
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Madam,| 'tis now | in tune.
LUCENTIO
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All but | the base.
HORTENSIO
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The base | is right,| 'tis the / base knave |
that jars.
LUCENTIO
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How fie|ry and | forward | our ped|ant is,
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Now for | my life | the knave | doth court | my
love,
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Peda|scule,| I'll watch | you bet|ter yet:
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In time | I may | believe,| yet I | mistrust.
BIANCA
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Mistrust | it not,| for sure | Aeac|ides
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Was A|jax^called | so from | his grand|father.
HORTENSIO
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I must be|lieve my | master,| else I | promise you,
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I should | be arg|uing still | upon | that doubt,
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But let | it rest,| now Li|cio | to you:
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Good mast|er take | it not | unkind|ly pray
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That I | have been | thus pleas|ant with | you
both.
HORTENSIO
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You may | go^walk,| and give | me leave | a
while,
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My les|sons make | no mus|ic in / three parts.
LUCENTIO
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Are you | so form|al sir,| well I | must wait
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And watch | withal,| for but | I be | deceived,
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Our fine | musi|cian grow|eth am|orous.
HORTENSIO
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Madam,| before | you touch | the ins|trument,
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To learn | the ord|er of | my fing|ering,
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I must | begin | with rud|iments | of art,
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To teach | you gam|ut in | a brief|er sort,
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More pleas|ant, pith|y, and | effec|tual,
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Than hath | been taught | by an|y of | my
trade,
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And there | it is | in writ|ing, fair|ly drawn.
BIANCA
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Why, I | am past | my gam|ut long | ago.
HORTENSIO
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Yet read | the gam|ut of | Hortens|io.
BIANCA
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Gamut | I am,| the ground | of all | accord:
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A re, to plead | Hortens|io's | passion:
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B mi, Bian|ca take | him for | thy lord
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C fa | ut, that | loves with | all af|fection:
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D sol^|re, one*| clef, two notes | have I,
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E la mi,| show pi|ty or | I die.
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Call you | this gam|ut? Tut | I like | it
not,
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Old fash|ions please | me best;| I am not | so
nice
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To change true rules | for old | invent|ions.
SERVANT
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Mistress,| your fath|er prays | you leave | your
books
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And help | to dress | your sis|ter's chamb|er up,
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You know | tomor|row is | the wed|ding day.
BIANCA
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Farewell | sweet* mast|ers both,| I must | be
gone.
[Exeunt BIANCA and SERVANT]
LUCENTIO
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Faith mist/ress then | I have | no cause | to
stay.
[Exit]
HORTENSIO
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But I | have cause | to pry | into this | pedant,
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Methinks | he looks | as though | he were | in
love:
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Yet if | thy thoughts | Bian|ca be | so humble
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To cast | thy wand|ering eyes | on eve|ry stale:
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Seize thee | that list,| if once | I find | thee
ran|ging,
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Horte|nsio will | be quit | with thee | by
chan|ging. (hex with prev)
[Exit]