And I, seeing this, came thence for very shame, And after me I know the rout is coming. Such a mad marriage never was before! Meanwhile, Tranio and Lucentio scheme about how to seal the deal with Baptista. They need to find an old man to pretend to be Lucentio's dad so Baptista will sign the dowry contracts. Remember, Baptista recently agreed to let "Lucentio" marry Bianca.
They can't ask Lucentio's real dad for help because Tranio is parading around as Lucentio. Lucentio says he and Bianca just want to elope, but they can't because Hortensio is always watching. Apparently, Lucentio's "tutoring" lessons have paid off and Bianca is just as into him as he is into her. Gremio enters and says he's just come from the church, where he watched Kate and Petruchio's wedding.
Gremio says that Petruchio acted like a jerk—he swore at and then back-handed the priest during the ceremony.
Then he basically stuck his tongue down Kate's throat when the ceremony ended. The make-out session was just a tad noisy. I know you think to dine with me today And have prepared great store of wedding cheer, But so it is, my haste doth call me hence, And therefore here I mean to take my leave. Make it no wonder. If you knew my business, You would entreat me rather go than stay. And, honest company, I thank you all, That have beheld me give away myself To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife.
Dine with my father, drink a health to me, For I must hence, and farewell to you all. There lies your way. You may be jogging whiles your boots are green. What hast thou to do? He shall stay my leisure. Go to the feast, revel and domineer, Carouse full measure to her maidenhead, Be mad and merry, or go hang yourselves. And wherefore gaze, this goodly company,. As if they saw some wondrous monument,. Some comet or unusual prodigy? Why, sir, you know this is your wedding-day.
First were we sad, fearing you would not come,. Now sadder, that you come so unprovided. Fie, doff this habit , shame to your estate,. An eyesore to our solemn festival! And tell us what occasion of import. Hath all so long detained you from your wife,. And sent you hither so unlike yourself.
Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear. Sufficeth I am come to keep my word,. Though in some part enforced to digress ,. Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse. As you shall well be satisfied withal. I stay too long from her.
The morning wears , 'tis time we were at church. See not your bride in these unreverent robes. Go to my chamber, put on clothes of mine. Not I, believe me, thus I'll visit her. But thus, I trust, you will not marry her. Good sooth , even thus. Therefore ha' done with words;. To me she's married, not unto my clothes. Could I repair what she will wear in me,. As I can change these poor accoutrements,. But what a fool am I to chat with you,.
When I should bid good morrow to my bride,. And seal the title with a lovely kiss! He hath some meaning in his mad attire. We will persuade him, be it possible,. To put on better ere he go to church. I'll after him and see the event of this. But, sir, to love concerneth us to add. Her father's liking , which to bring to pass,. As I before imparted to your worship,. I am to get a man, whate'er he be —.
It skills not much, we'll fit him to our turn —. And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa. And make assurance here in Padua. Of greater sums than I have promised. So shall you quietly enjoy your hope. And marry sweet Bianca with consent. Were it not that my fellow schoolmaster. Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly ,. Which once performed let all the world say no,. I'll keep mine own despite of all the world.
That, by degrees , we mean to look into,. And watch our vantage in this business. We'll overreach the greybeard Gremio,. The narrow prying father Minola ,. The quaint musician, amorous Litio —. All for my master's sake, Lucentio. Signor Gremio, came you from the church? As willingly as e'er I came from school.
And is the bride and bridegroom coming home? A bridegroom say you? A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find. Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's place; And let Bianca take her sister's room. She shall, Lucentio. Come, gentlemen, let's go. Previous: Scene 2 continued Next: Act 4 Scene 1. This is page 47 of Buy a copy of The Taming of the Shrew at Amazon. This website or its third-party tools use cookies, which are necessary to its functioning and required to achieve the purposes illustrated in the cookie policy.
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