Come on, in God’s name, let’s keep going towards our father’s house. Good Lord, the moon shines so bright and beautifully!
The moon? You mean the sun. There’s no moonlight now.
I say it is the moon that shines so bright.
I know it is the sun that shines so bright.
Sir, this is the house. Would you like me to knock?
Yes, of course. If I’m not wrong, Sir Baptista may remember me from almost twenty years ago, when we were both staying at the Pegasus in Genoa.
That’s okay. Just play your part, no matter what, with the seriousness of a father.
No, no, I really can’t. I’d be risking my life.
Litio, my friend, is it possible that Bianca likes anyone more than me, Lucentio? If she’s just leading me on, she’s doing it very well.
To convince you of what I’ve said before, just watch the way this man teaches her.
Now, did you learn from what you’ve been reading?
Curse all worn-out horses, all crazy masters, all dirty roads! Has anyone ever been as beaten-up as I am? So defiled? So weary? I was sent ahead to make a fire, and Katherina and Petruchio will come along later to warm up. Now, if I weren’t so small and easy to heat up, my lips would freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof of my mouth, and my heart in my belly before I found a fire to thaw me. But as I make this fire, I’ll warm myself up. In this weather, a bigger man than I am would freeze. Hey, Curtis!
Hold on, fiddler. You’re too eager. Did you already forget how her sister Katherina thanked you last time?
You quarrelsome teacher. Bianca is the queen of heavenly harmony. Let me go first, and once we’ve had a music lesson for an hour, you can lecture her for the same amount of time.
Good sister, don’t do this to me—or to yourself. Don’t treat me like a slave. If you want my clothes, just untie me and I’ll take them off myself. You can have them all, down to my slip. I’ll do what you ask. I know to obey my elders.
In that case, here’s what I ask: who do you like best of all your suitors? Tell the truth.
I’m leaving Verona for a little while, to see my friends in Padua. I especially want to visit my best friend Hortensio — and I think this is his house! Here it is, Grumio, knock.
Knock, sir? Whom should I “knock”? Has someone offended you?
Idiot! I’m telling you to knock for me, here.
