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LUCENTIO.Tranio, since for the great desire I hadTo see fair Padua, nursery of arts, I am arriv'd for fruitful Lombardy, The pleasant garden of great Italy, And by my father's love and leave am arm'dWith his good will and thy good company, My trusty servant well approv'd in all, Here let us breathe, and haply instituteA course of learning and ingenious studies.Pisa, renowned for grave citizens, Gave me my being and my father first, A merchant of great traffic through the world, Vincentio, come of the Bentivolii.Vincentio's son, brought up in Florence, It shall become to serve all hopes conceiv'd, To deck his fortune with his virtuous deeds: And therefore, Tranio, for the time I study, Virtue and that part of philosophyWill I apply that treats of happinessBy virtue specially to be achiev'd.Tell me thy mind; for I have Pisa leftAnd am to Padua come as he that leavesA shallow plash to plunge him in the deep, And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst.TRANIO.Mi perdonato, gentle master mine;I am in all affected as yourself;Glad that you thus continue your resolveTo suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.Only, good master, while we do admireThis virtue and this moral discipline, Let's be no stoics nor no stocks, I pray;Or so devote to Aristotle's checksAs Ovid be an outcast quite abjur'd.Balk logic with acquaintance that you have, And practise rhetoric in your common talk;Music and poesy use to quicken you;The mathematics and t
