Taming of the Shrew

Lord

Now, fellows, you are welcome.

Players

We thank your honor.

Lord

Do you intend to stay with me tonight?    

First Player

So please your lordship to accept our duty.    

Lord

With all my heart. This fellow I remember
Since once he played a farmer's eldest son;
'Twas where you wooed the gentlewoman so well.
I have forgot your name; but sure that part    
Was aptly fitted and naturally performed.    

Second Player

I think 'twas Soto that your honor means.

Lord

Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image!    
Sirs, I will practice on this drunken man.    
What think you, if he were conveyed to bed,
Wrapped in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers,    
A most delicious banquet by his bed,
And brave attendants near him when he wakes,    
Would not the beggar then forget himself?    

First Huntsman

Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose.    
[Gremio enters alone and stands aside. Then Biondello, Lucentio (no longer in disguise), and Bianca enter.]

Biondello

Quietly and quickly, sir; the priest is ready.

Lucentio

I’m coming, Biondello. But they might need you at home, so leave us.

[Exit Lucentio and Bianca]

Biondello

No, I swear I’ll make sure you’re safely married first, and then come back to my master’s as soon as I can.

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