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Page 164
... BIONDELLO , } fervants to Lucentio . GRUMIO , fervant to Petruchio . PEDANT , an old fellow fet up to perfonate Vincentio . CATHARINA , the Shrew . BIANCA , her fifter . WIDOW . Taylor , haberdashers ; with fervants attending on ...
... BIONDELLO , } fervants to Lucentio . GRUMIO , fervant to Petruchio . PEDANT , an old fellow fet up to perfonate Vincentio . CATHARINA , the Shrew . BIANCA , her fifter . WIDOW . Taylor , haberdashers ; with fervants attending on ...
Page 176
... Biondello , thou wert come afhore , We could at once put us in readiness , And take a lodging fit to entertain Such friends as time in Padua fhall beget . But ftay a while , what company is this ? Tra . Mafter , fome fhew to welcome us ...
... Biondello , thou wert come afhore , We could at once put us in readiness , And take a lodging fit to entertain Such friends as time in Padua fhall beget . But ftay a while , what company is this ? Tra . Mafter , fome fhew to welcome us ...
Page 181
... Biondello comes , he waits on thee ; But I will charm him first to keep his tongue . Tra . So had you need . [ They exchange habits . In brief , good Sir , fith it your pleature is , And I am tied to be obedient , For fo your father ...
... Biondello comes , he waits on thee ; But I will charm him first to keep his tongue . Tra . So had you need . [ They exchange habits . In brief , good Sir , fith it your pleature is , And I am tied to be obedient , For fo your father ...
Page 188
... Biondello . 1 Gre . Hark you , Sir , you mean not her , to- Tra . Perhaps him and her ; what have you to do ? Pet . Not her that chides , Sir , at any hand , I prays Tra . I love no chiders , Sir : Biondello , let's away . Luc . Well ...
... Biondello . 1 Gre . Hark you , Sir , you mean not her , to- Tra . Perhaps him and her ; what have you to do ? Pet . Not her that chides , Sir , at any hand , I prays Tra . I love no chiders , Sir : Biondello , let's away . Luc . Well ...
Page 191
... Biondello bearing a lute and books . Gre . Good morrow , neighbour Baptista . Bap . Good morrow , neighbour Gremio . God fave you , gentlemen . Pet . And you , good Sir . Pray , have you not a daughter call'd Catharina , fair and ...
... Biondello bearing a lute and books . Gre . Good morrow , neighbour Baptista . Bap . Good morrow , neighbour Gremio . God fave you , gentlemen . Pet . And you , good Sir . Pray , have you not a daughter call'd Catharina , fair and ...
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