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A public road.
[Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHERINA, HORTENSIO, and Servants]
PETRUCHIO
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Come on in | God's name, once | more toward
our | father's:
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Good* Lord | how bright | and good|ly shines |
the moon.
KATHERINE
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The moon,| the sun:| it is not | moonlight now.
PETRUCHIO
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I say | it is | the moon | that shines | so
bright.
KATHERINE
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I know | it is | the sun | that shines | so bright.
PETRUCHIO
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Now by | my moth|er's son,| and that's | myself,
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It shall | be moon,| or star,| or what | I list,
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Or ere | I journ|ey to | your fath|er's house:
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Go on,| and fetch | our hors|es back | again,
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Ever more crossed | and crossed,| nothing | but
crossed.
HORTENSIO
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Say as | he says,| or we | shall nev|er go.
KATHERINE
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Forward | I pray,| since we | have come | so far,
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And be | it moon,| or sun,| or what | you please:
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And if you | please to | call it | a
rush-|candle,
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Henceforth | I vow | it shall | be so | for me.
PETRUCHIO
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I say | it is | the moon.
KATHERINE
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I know | it is the moon.
PETRUCHIO
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Nay then | you lie:| it is | the bles|sed sun.
KATHERINE
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Then God | be blessed,| it is | the bles|sed sun,
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But sun | it is not,| when you | say it | is
not.
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And the / moon chan|ges ev|en as | your mind:
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What you | will have | it named,| even that | it is,
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And so | it shall | be so | for Kath|erine.
HORTENSIO
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Petruch|io, go | thy ways,| the field | is won.
PETRUCHIO
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Well for|ward, for|ward, thus | the bowl | should run,
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And not | unluck|ily | against | the bias:
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But soft,| compa|ny is | coming | here.
[Enter VINCENTIO]
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Good mor|row gent|le mist|ress, where | away?
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Tell me | sweet* Kate,| and tell | me tru|ly too,
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Hast thou be|held a | fresher | gentle|woman:
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Such war | of white | and red | within | her
cheeks:
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What stars | do spang|le heaven | with such |
beauty,
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As those | two^eyes | become | that heaven|ly
face?
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Fair* love|ly maid,| once^more | good day | to
thee:
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Sweet* Kate,| embrace | her for | her beaut|y's sake.
HORTENSIO
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It will make | the man | mad to | make a | woman
of || him.
KATHERINE
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Young | budding | virgin,| fair, and | fresh, and
|| sweet,
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Whi/ther a|way, or | where is | thy abode?
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Happy | the par|ents of | so fair | a child;
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Happier | the man | whom fav|ora|ble stars
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Allot | thee for | his love|ly bed|fellow.
PETRUCHIO
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Why how | now Kate,| I hope | thou art | not mad,
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This is a / man old,| wrinkled,| faded,|
withered,
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And not | a maid|en, as | thou sayst | he is.
KATHERINE
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Pardon | old fath|er my | mistak|ing eyes,
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That have | been so | bedaz|zled with | the sun,
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That eve|rything | I look | on seem|eth green:
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Now I per|ceive thou | art a | reverend | father:
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Pardon I | pray thee / for my | mad mis|taking.
PETRUCHIO
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Do good | old grand|sire, and | withal | make^known
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Which way | thou trav|ellest, if | along | with
us,
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We shall | be joy|ful of | thy comp|any.
VINCENTIO
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Fair sir, and | you my | merry | mistress,
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That with | your strange | encount|er much |
amaz|ed me:
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My name is | called Vin|centio,| my dwel|ling Pi|sa,
(hex with prev)
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And bound | I am | to Pad|ua, there | to visit
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A son | of mine,| which long | I have / not seen.
PETRUCHIO
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What is | his name?
VINCENTIO
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Lucen|tio gent|le sir.
PETRUCHIO
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Happi|ly met,| the hap|pier for | thy son:
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And now | by law,| as well | as reve|rend age,
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I may | entitle | thee my | loving | father,
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The sis|ter to my / wife, this | gentle|woman,
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Thy son | by this | hath mar|ried: wond|er not,
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Nor be | grieved,| she is | of good | esteem,
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Her dow|ry wealth|y, and | of worth|y birth;
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Beside,| so qual|ified,| as may | beseem
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The spouse | of an|y nob|le gent|leman:
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Let me | embrace | with old | Vincen|tio,
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And wand|er we | to see | thy hon|est son,
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Who will | of thy | arriv|al be full | joyous.
VINCENTIO
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But is | it true,| Or else | is it your | pleasure,
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Like pleas|ant tra|vellers,| to break | a jest
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Upon | the comp|any | you ov|ertake?
HORTENSIO
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I do | assure | thee fath|er so | it is.
PETRUCHIO
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Come go | along | and see | the truth | hereof,
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For our | first mer/riment hath | made thee | jealous.
[Exeunt all but HORTENSIO]
HORTENSIO
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Well Pe|truchio,| this has | put me | in heart;
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Have to | my wid|ow, and / if she | froward,
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Then hast | thou taught | Hortens|io to be | untoward.
[Exit]