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Because she brought stone jugs, and no seal'd quarts: Sometimes, you would call out for Cicely Hacket.
Sly. Ay, the woman's maid of the house. 3 Serv. Why, sir, you know no house, nor no such
Sly. Now, Lord be thanked for my good amends!
Enter the Page, as a lady, with Attendants. Page. How fares my noble lord?
Sly. Marry, I fare well; for here is cheer enough. Where is my wife? Page. Here, noble lord; What is thy will with
her? Sly. Are you my wife, and will not call me
husband? My men should call me-lord; I am your good
Page. My husband and my lord, my lord and
Sly. I know it well :- What must I call her?
Sly. Madam wife, they say, that I have dream’d,
Above some fifteen year and more.
Page. Ay, and the time seems thirty unto me; Being all this time abandon'd from your bed. Sly. 'Tis much; -Servants, leave me and her
alone. Madam, undress you, and come now to bed. Page. Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of
you, To pardon me yet for a night or two; Or, if not so, until the sun be set: For your physicians have expressly charg'd, In peril to incur your former malady, That I should yet absent me from your bed: I hope, this reason stands for my excuse.
Sly. Ay, it stands so, that I may hardly tarry so long. But I would be loth to fall into my dreams again; I will therefore tarry, in despite of the flesh and the blood.
Enter a Servant.
Sly. Marry, I will; let them play it: Is not a commonty a Christmas gambol, or a tumbling trick?
Page. No, my good lord; it is more pleasing
stuff. Sly. What, houshold stuff? Page. It is a kind of history.
Sly. Well, we'll see't: Come, madam wife, sit by my side, and let the world slip; we shall ne'er be younger.
[They sit down.
Luc. Tranio, since—for the great desire I had To see fair Padua, nursery of arts,
I am arriv'd for fruitful Lombardy, The pleasant garden of great Italy;
; And, by my father's love and leave, am arm’d With his good will, and thy good company, Most trusty servant, well approv'd in all; Here let us breathe, and happily institute A course of learning, and ingenious studies. Pisa, renowned for grave citizens, Gave me my being, and my father first, A merchant of great traffick through the world, Vincentio, come of the Bentivolii. Vincentio his son, brought up in Florence, It shall become, to serve all hopes conceiv’d, To deck his fortune with his virtuous deeds: And therefore, Tranio, for the time I study, Virtue, and that part of philosophy Will I apply, that treats of happiness By virtue 'specially to be achiev'd. Tell me thy mind: for I have Pisa left, And am to Padua come; as he that leaves A shallow plash, to plunge him in the deep, And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst.
Tra. Mi perdonate, gentle master mine,
I am in all affected as yourself;
Luc. Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou advise.
Tra. Master, some show, to welcome us to town.
Enter Baptista, Katharina, Bianca, Gremio, and
Hortensio. Lucentio and Tranio stand aside. Bap. Gentlemen, importune me no further, For how I firmly am resolv'd you know; That is,—not to bestow my youngest daughter, Before I have a husband for the elder: If either of you both love Katharina, Because I know you well, and love you well, Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure.