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not their beauteous looks , Shall win my love ; and so I take my leave , In resolution as I swore before .
[ Exit HORTENSIO . LUCENTIO and BIANCA advance .]
TRANIO . Mistress Bianca , bless you with such grace As ' longeth to a lover ' s blessed case ! Nay , I have ta ' en you napping , gentle love , And have forsworn you with Hortensio .
BIANCA . Tranio , you jest ; but have you both forsworn me ? TRANIO . Mistress , we have . LUCENTIO . Then we are rid of Licio .
TRANIO . I ' faith , he ' ll have a lusty widow now , That shall be woo ' d and wedded in a day .
BIANCA . God give him joy ! TRANIO . Ay , and he ' ll tame her . BIANCA . He says so , Tranio . TRANIO . Faith , he is gone unto the taming-school . BIANCA . The taming-school ! What , is there such a place ?
TRANIO . Ay , mistress ; and Petruchio is the master , That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long , To tame a shrew and charm her chattering tongue .
[ Enter BIONDELLO , running .]
BIONDELLO . O master , master ! I have watch ' d so long That I am dog-weary ; but at last I spied An ancient angel coming down the hill Will serve the turn .