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AS YOU LIKE IT, ALT 2. SCENE!

PADUA.

PADUA, successively destroyed by Attila, by Totila, and by Agilulf the Lombard, became, for the fourth time, a flourishing town under Charlemagne. Its republican history in the middle ages ended in the usual subjection to princes (the Carrara), who successfully cherished its famous schools; and, after the city and territory had become a province of the Venetian state, its seminaries were formed into a regular university. This institution was in its highest fame during the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries, and had Galileo as a professor till the beginning of the next; but now, though respectable, it is inferior to that of Pavia. Notwithstanding, we visit with curiosity the source of light to which all Europe flocked; and where natural science was so well understood, that the scholars of Padua were believed magicians. The square of the University, a decorated court of the sixteenth century, is curiously adorned with escutcheons of its most celebrated teachers and benefactors. The Town-hall is renowned for its huge size, a pretended coffin of Livy, some other antiquities, and the Stone of Offence, on which if a debtor sat, under certain prescribed conditions, he was declared free for ever. The churches of Sant' Antonio, and Santa Justina, are imitations of St. Mark at Venice; and they form, on one side, the screen of the Prà della Valle, an open grassy area with a canal, adorned by statues of eminent Italians.

The streets of Padua are broad, with arcades like those of
Bologna. The situation of the town is low; but much of its
neighbourhood is beautiful.
SPALDING'S ITALY.

In thine halls the lamp of learning,
Padua, now no more is burning.
Like a meteor, whose wild way
Is lost over the grave of day,
It gleams, betray'd and to betray.
Once, remotest nations came
To adore that sacred flame,
When it lit not many a hearth
On this cold and gloomy earth;
Now, new fires from antique light
Spring beneath the wide world's night:
But their spark lies dead in thee,
Trampled out by tyranny.

SHELLEY.

TAMING OF THE SHREW.

ACT I. SCENE I.

PADUA. THE PRADO.

Lucentio.

LUCENTIO and TRANIO.

Tranio, since for the great desire I had

To see fair Padua, nursery of arts,

I am arrived for fruitful Lombardy,

The pleasant garden of great Italy;

And, by my father's love and leave, am arm'd
With his good will, and thy good company,
My trusty servant, well approved in all;
Here let us breathe, and happily institute
A course of learning, and ingenious studies.