GIO. She speaks Like to an angel, she's the same as when I saw her first: as pure, as chaste. Did she Retain the substance of a sinner--for she is none-- Her breath would then be sour, and betray The rankness of the act: but her chaste sighs Beget as sweet a dew as that of May. Why weeps Evadne? truly I am not mad. See, I am tame; pray, lead me where you please. [_Exeunt._ _a banquet is set forth: enter_ PETRUCHIO, AURELIA, _with two servants bringing_ ANTONIO _asleep in a chair, and set him to the table_. PET. The drink has done its part effectually; 'Twas a strong powder that could hold his senses So fast, that this removing, so full of noise, Had not the power to wake him. AUR. Good father, let Aurelia, your daughter, Do this same act of justice; let me tread The pin:[33] the fact of his being so foul, so hateful, Has lent me, though a maid, such fortitude. PET. Thou hast thy wish, do't boldly; 'tis a deed That, in the ignorance of elder ages, Would be thought full of merit. Be not daunted. AUR. I have a thought tells me it is religious To sacrifice a murtherer to death; Especially one that did act a deed So generally accounted odious. PET. By holy Jaques,[34] I am a governor, And should my life (though by the hand of him My duty does call king) be stroke i' th' air; My injur'd corpse should not forsake the earth Till I did see't reveng'd: be resolute, thy foot Is guided by a power that, though unseen, Is still a furtherer of good attempts. AUR. Pray, sir, lend me the key of the back-ward, For though my conscience tells me 'tis an act I may hereafter boast of, yet I'll pass Unto our Lady's chapel, when 'tis done, To be confess'd, ere I am seen of any. PET. I am proud to see thee so well given. Take 'em, [my] girl, and with 'em take my prayers. AUR. He wakes; pray, leave me, sir. [_Exit_ PETRUCHIO. So I'll make fast The door: goodness, bear witness 'tis a potent Power outweighs my duty. ANT. Amazement! on what tenters do you stretch [me]. O, how this alteration wracks my reason! I m[ust try] To find the axletree on which it hangs! Am I asleep? AUR. Shake off thy wonder; leave that seat; 'twas set To sink thy body for ever from the eyes Of human sight; to tell thee how would be A fatal means to both our ruins----briefly, My love has broke the bands of nature With my father to give you being. ANT. Happy, [O] happy vision! the bless'd preparative To this same hour; my joy would burst me else. AUR. Receive me to thy arms. ANT. I would not wish to live but for thee: [but for thee,] Life were a trouble; welcome to my soul. AUR. Stand; I have a ceremony To offer to our safety, ere we go. [_She takes a dog, and ties it to the chair: she stamps: the chair and dog descend: a pistol-shot within: a noise of a mill._ Had not my love, like a kind branch Of some o'erlooking tree, catch'd thee, Thou'dst fallen, never to look upon the world again.