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fair, and fresh, and sweet,
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Whither away, or where is thy abode?
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Happy the parents of so fair a child,
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Happier the man whom favourable stars
Will allot for his lovely bedfellow.
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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, wither'd,
And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.
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O pardon, old father, for my mistaking eyes,
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That have been so bedazzled by the... sun
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That everything I see is green and young.
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Now I perceive thou art a reverend father.
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Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking.
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Pardon her, grandsire, and withal make known
Which way thou travellest:
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If along with us,
We shall be joyful of thy company.
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Fair sir, and you my merry mistress,
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That with your strange encounter
much amaz'd me,
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My name is calI'd Vincentio,
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my dwelling Pisa.
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Pisa, renowned for grave citizens,
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And bound I am to Padua, there to visit
A son of mine, who long I have not seen.
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He studies at the university -
His name is called Lucentio!
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- Master.
- Biondello...
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Shh.
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Softly and swiftly, sir,
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For even now the priest is marrying Hortensio
To the lusty widow of his choice,
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And, once the church is emptied, hath agreed
To marry you in secret to your mistress.
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We fly, Biondello.