Tranio I am content to be Lucentio, Because so well I love Lucentio. [They exchange clothes] Lucentio Tranio, be so because Lucentio loves, And let me be a slave t’achieve that maid, Whose sudden sight hath thralled my wounded eye. Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “whose sudden sight hath thralled my wounded eye”
Lucentio Basta; content thee, for I have it full. We have not yet been seen in any house, Nor can we lie distinguished by our faces For man or master. Then it follows thus: Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead, Keep house and port and servants as I should; I will some other be, some Florentine, Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of Pisa. 'Tis hatched and shall be so. Tranio, at once Uncase thee; take my coloured hat and cloak. When Biondello comes, he waits on thee, But I will charm him first to keep his tongue. Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “I will charm him first to keep his tongue”
Tranio I pray, awake, sir. If you love the maid, Bend thoughts and wits to achieve her. Thus it stands: Her eldest sister is so curst and shrewd That till the father rid his hands of her, Master, your love must live a maid at home; And therefore has he closely mewed her up, Because she will not be annoyed with suitors. Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: Shrew
Lucentio Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move, And with her breath she did perfume the air. Sacred and sweet was all I saw in her. Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “her coral lips”
Tranio Master, you look'd so longly on the maid, Perhaps you marked not what's the pith of all. Lucentio O yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face, Such as the daughter of Agenor had, That made great Jove to humble him to her hand When, with his knees, he kissed the Cretan strand. Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “daughter of Agenor … Jove”
Tranio Master, it is no time to chide you now; Affection is not rated from the heart. If love have touched you, naught remains but so. 'Redime te captam quam queas minimo.' Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “Redime te captam quam queas minimo.”
Lucentio And now in plainness do confess to thee — That art to me as secret and as dear As Anna to the Queen of Carthage was — Tranio, I burn, I pine, I perish, Tranio, If I achieve not this young modest girl. Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “as dear as Anna to the Queen of Carthage was”
Tranio I pray, sir, tell me, is it possible That love should, of a sudden, take such hold? Lucentio O Tranio, till I found it to be true, I never thought it possible or likely. But see, while idly I stood looking on, I found the effect of love in idleness. Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “while ‘idly’ I stood looking on, I found the effect of love in’ idleness’”
