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KAT HERINA

Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes,
That have been so bedazzled with the sun [45]
That everything I look on seemeth green.
Now I perceive thou art a reverend father.
Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking.

PET RUCHIO

Do, good old grandsire, and withal make known
Which way thou travellest: if along with us, [50]
We shall be joyful of thy company.

VINCENT IO

Fair sir, and you my merry mistress,
That with your strange encounter much amaz’d me,
My name is call’d Vincentio, my dwelling Pisa,
And bound I am to Padua, there to visit [55]
A son of mine, which long I have not seen.

PET RUCHIO

What is his name?

VINCENT IO

Lucentio, gentle sir.

PET RUCHIO

Happily met; the happier for thy son.
And now by law, as well as reverend age,
I may entitle thee my loving father. [60]
The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,
Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not,
Nor be not griev’d, she is of good esteem,
Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
Beside, so qualified as may beseem [65]
The spouse of any noble gentleman.
Let me embrace with old Vincentio,
And wander we to see thy honest son,
Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.

VINCENT IO