Information prepared by the Project Gutenberg legal advisor 83
PETRUCHIO . Now by my mother ' s son , and that ' s myself , It shall be moon , or star , or what I list , Or ere I journey to your father ' s house . Go on and fetch our horses back again . Evermore cross ' d and cross ' d ; nothing but cross ' d !
HORTENSIO . Say as he says , or we shall never go .
KATHERINA . Forward , I pray , since we have come so far , And be it moon , or sun , or what you please ; And if you please to call it a rush-candle , Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me .
PETRUCHIO . I say it is the moon . KATHERINA . I know it is the moon . PETRUCHIO . Nay , then you lie ; it is the blessed sun .
KATHERINA . Then , God be bless ' d , it is the blessed sun ; But sun it is not when you say it is not , And the moon changes even as your mind . What you will have it nam ' d , even that it is , And so it shall be so for Katherine .
HORTENSIO . Petruchio , go thy ways ; the field is won .
PETRUCHIO . Well , forward , forward ! thus the bowl should run , And not unluckily against the bias . But , soft ! Company is coming here .
[ Enter VINCENTIO , in a travelling dress .]
[ To VINCENTIO ] Good-morrow , gentle mistress ; where away ? Tell me , sweet Kate , and tell me truly too , Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman ? Such war of white and red within her cheeks ! What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty As those two eyes become that heavenly face ? Fair lovely maid , once more good day to thee . Sweet Kate , embrace her for her beauty ' s sake .
HORTENSIO . ' A will make the man mad , to make a woman of him .