| Boy sings
|
Take, O, take those lips
away,
That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,
Lights that do mislead the morn:
But my kisses bring again, bring again;
Seals of love, but sealed in vain, sealed in vain. |
| MARIANA
|
Break off thy song, and
haste thee quick away:
Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice
Hath often still'd my brawling discontent. |
| |
[Exit Boy] |
| |
[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO
disguised as before] |
| |
I cry you mercy, sir; and
well could wish
You had not found me here so musical:
Let me excuse me, and believe me so,
My mirth it much displeased, but pleased my woe. |
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
'Tis good; though music
oft hath such a charm
To make bad good, and good provoke to harm.
I pray, you, tell me, hath any body inquired
for me here to-day? much upon this time have
I promised here to meet. |
| MARIANA
|
You have not been inquired
after:
I have sat here all day. |
| |
[Enter ISABELLA]
|
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
I do constantly believe
you. The time is come even
now. I shall crave your forbearance a little: may
be I will call upon you anon, for some advantage to yourself. |
| MARIANA
|
I am always bound to you.
|
| |
[Exit] |
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
Very well met, and well
come.
What is the news from this good deputy? |
| ISABELLA
|
He hath a garden
circummured with brick,
Whose western side is with a vineyard back'd;
And to that vineyard is a planched gate,
That makes his opening with this bigger key:
This other doth command a little door
Which from the vineyard to the garden leads;
There have I made my promise
Upon the heavy middle of the night
To call upon him. |
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
But shall you on your
knowledge find this way? |
| ISABELLA
|
I have ta'en a due and
wary note upon't:
With whispering and most guilty diligence,
In action all of precept, he did show me
The way twice o'er. |
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
Are there no other tokens
Between you 'greed concerning her observance? |
| ISABELLA
|
No, none, but only a
repair i' the dark;
And that I have possess'd him my most stay
Can be but brief; for I have made him know
I have a servant comes with me along,
That stays upon me, whose persuasion is
I come about my brother. |
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
'Tis well borne up.
I have not yet made known to Mariana
A word of this. What, ho! within! come forth! |
| |
[Re-enter MARIANA]
|
| |
I pray you, be acquainted
with this maid;
She comes to do you good. |
| ISABELLA
|
I do desire the like.
|
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
Do you persuade yourself
that I respect you? |
| MARIANA
|
Good friar, I know you do,
and have found it. |
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
Take, then, this your
companion by the hand,
Who hath a story ready for your ear.
I shall attend your leisure: but make haste;
The vaporous night approaches. |
| MARIANA
|
Will't please you walk
aside? |
| |
[Exeunt MARIANA and
ISABELLA] |
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
O place and greatness!
millions of false eyes
Are stuck upon thee: volumes of report
Run with these false and most contrarious quests
Upon thy doings: thousand escapes of wit
Make thee the father of their idle dreams
And rack thee in their fancies. |
| |
[Re-enter MARIANA and
ISABELLA] |
| |
Welcome, how agreed?
|
| ISABELLA
|
She'll take the enterprise
upon her, father,
If you advise it. |
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
It is not my consent,
But my entreaty too. |
| ISABELLA
|
Little have you to say
When you depart from him, but, soft and low,
'Remember now my brother.' |
| MARIANA
|
Fear me not. |
| DUKE
VINCENTIO |
Nor, gentle daughter, fear
you not at all.
He is your husband on a pre-contract:
To bring you thus together, 'tis no sin,
Sith that the justice of your title to him
Doth flourish the deceit. Come, let us go:
Our corn's to reap, for yet our tithe's to sow. |
| |
[Exeunt] |
