The Taming of the Shrew

William Shakespeare
No Fear Act 3 Scene 1
No Fear Act 3 Scene 1 Page 2

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(to HORTENSIO)
Take you your instrument, play you the whiles.
His lecture will be done ere you have tuned.
(to HORTENSIO) You take your instrument and play awhile. He’ll be finished with his lecture before you’ve even tuned it.

HORTENSIO

25 (as LITIO) You’ll leave his lecture when I am in tune?

HORTENSIO

(as LITIO) You’ll leave his lecture when I’m in tune?

LUCENTIO

(aside) That will be never. (to HORTENSIO) Tune your instrument.

LUCENTIO

(to himself) That will be never. (to HORTENSIO) Tune your instrument.

BIANCA

Where left we last?

BIANCA

Where did we leave off?

LUCENTIO

Here, madam:
Hic ibat Simois, hic est Sigeia tellus,
30 Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis.

LUCENTIO

Here, madam:
Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis.

BIANCA

Conster them.

BIANCA

Translate.

LUCENTIO

Hic ibat, as I told you before, Simois, I am Lucentio, hic est, son unto Vincentio of Pisa, Sigeia tellus, disguised thus to get your love, Hic steterat, and that “Lucentio” that comes a-wooing, Priami is my man Tranio, regia, bearing my port, celsa senis, that we might beguile the old pantaloon.

LUCENTIO

Hic ibat, as I told you before,

Simois

Properly translated: “Here ran the Simois river, here is the Sigeian land, here stood the sky-high palace of old Priam.”

Simois
, I am Lucentio, hic est, son of Vincentio of Pisa, Sigeia tellus, disguised as a teacher so as to win your love, Hic steterat, and the fellow who comes to court you calling himself “Lucentio,” Priami, is my servant Tranio, regia, pretending to be me, celsa senis, so we can get the better of the foolish old man.

HORTENSIO

(as LITIO) Madam, my instrument’s in tune.

HORTENSIO

(as LITIO) Madam, my instrument’s in tune.

BIANCA

Let’s hear. (he plays) O fie! The treble jars.

BIANCA

Let’s hear. (he plays) Oooh, no! The high note’s off.

LUCENTIO

35 (as CAMBIO) Spit in the hole, man, and tune again.

LUCENTIO

(as CAMBIO) Spit on the tuning-peg, man, and try again.