William Shakespeare: Taming of the Shrew, Act V
Gremio discovered. Enter behind Biondello, Lucentio, and Bianca
Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your back; and then come back to my master's as soon as I can.
Exeunt Lucentio, Bianca, and Biondello
Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Vincentio, Grumio, with Attendants
My father's bears more toward the market-place;
Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir.
I think I shall command your welcome here,
And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward.
Pedant looks out of the window
Nay, I told you your son was well beloved in Padua. Do you hear, sir? To leave frivolous circumstances, I pray you, tell Signior Lucentio that his father is come from Pisa, and is here at the door to speak with him.
Why, how now, gentleman! why, this is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name.
Lay hands on the villain: I believe a' means to cozen somebody in this city under my countenance.
I have seen them in the church together: God send 'em good shipping! But who is here? mine old master Vincentio! now we are undone and brought to nothing.
Exit from above
Re-enter Pedant below; Tranio, Baptista, and Servants
What am I, sir! nay, what are you, sir? O immortal gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! a velvet hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat! O, I am undone! I am undone! while I play the good husband at home, my son and my servant spend all at the university.
Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your habit, but your words show you a madman. Why, sir, what 'cerns it you if I wear pearl and gold? I thank my good father, I am able to maintain it.
His name! as if I knew not his name: I have brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is Tranio.
Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, Signior Vincentio.
Lucentio! O, he hath murdered his master! Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the duke's name. O, my son, my son! Tell me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio?
Call forth an officer.
Enter one with an Officer
Carry this mad knave to the gaol. Father Baptista, I charge you see that he be forthcoming.
Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest you be cony-catched in this business: I dare swear this is the right Vincentio.
Re-enter Biondello, with Lucentio and Bianca
Exeunt Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant, as fast as may be
Right son to the right Vincentio;
That have by marriage made thy daughter mine,
While counterfeit supposes bleared thine eyne.
Made me exchange my state with Tranio,
While he did bear my countenance in the town;
And happily I have arrived at the last
Unto the wished haven of my bliss.
What Tranio did, myself enforced him to;
Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake.
Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: but I will in, to be revenged for this villany.
Exeunt Lucentio and Bianca