Duke. Signior, you are happily encountered, and the rather, because I have good news to tell you: the Duke has been so gracious as to release his demand for your antiquities.
Ant. Has he? You have filled me all over with spirit, with which I will mix sixteen glasses of wine to his health, the first thing I do. Would I knew his highness, or had a just occasion to present my loyalty at his feet!
Duke. For that, take no thought; it shall be my care to bring you and Signior Petrucio here both before him. I have already acquainted him with both your worths, and for aught I can gather by his speech, he intends to do you some extraordinary honours: it may be, he will make one a senator, because of his age: and on the other, bestow his daughter or niece in marriage. There's some such thing hatching, I assure you.
Pet. Very likely, I imagined as much: that last shall be my lot; I knew some such destiny would befall me. [Aside.] Shall we be jovial upon this news, and thrust all sadness out of doors?
Leo. For our parts, Vitellius was never so voluptuous: all our discourse shall run wit to the last.
Duke. Our mirth shall be the quintessence of pleasure,
And our delight flow with that harmony,
Th' ambitious spheres shall to the centre shrink,
To hear our music; such ravishing accents,
As are from poets in their fury hurl'd,
When their outrageous raptures fill the world.
Pet. There spoke my genius! [Aside.
Ant. Now you talk of music, have you e'er a one that can play us an old lesson, or sing us an old song?
Pet. An old lesson! yes, he shall play The Beginning of the World;[351] and for a song, he shall sing one that was made to the moving of the orbs, when they were first set in tune.
Ant. Such a one would I hear.