Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bian. Bian.
Bian. Farewell sweet masters both, I must be gone.
Luc. Luc.
Luc. Faith Mistresse then I haue no cause to stay.
Hor. Hor.
Hor. But I haue cause to pry into this pedant,
Hor. Methinkes he lookes as though he were in loue:
Hor. Yet if thy thoughts Bianca be so humble
Hor. To cast thy wandring eyes on euery stale:
Hor. Seize thee that List, if once I finde thee ranging,
Hor. Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing.
Hor. Exit.
Hor. [Act 3, Scene 2]
Hor. Enter Baptista, Gremio, Tranio, Katherine, Bianca, and o
Hor. thers, attendants.
Bap. Bap.
Bap. Signior Lucentio, this is the pointed day
Bap. That Katherine and Petruchio should be married,
Bap. And yet we heare not of our sonne in Law:
Bap. What will be said, what mockery will it be?