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- 1 Enter Petruchio, Katherina, Hortensio and Servants.
- 2 PETRUCHIO.
- 3 Come on, i’ God’s name; once more toward our father’s.
- 4 Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon!
- 5 KATHERINA.
- 6 The moon! The sun; it is not moonlight now.
- 7 PETRUCHIO.
- 8 I say it is the moon that shines so bright.
- 9 KATHERINA.
- 10 I know it is the sun that shines so bright.
- 11 PETRUCHIO.
- 12 Now by my mother’s son, and that’s myself,
- 13 It shall be moon, or star, or what I list,
- 14 Or ere I journey to your father’s house.
- 15 Go on and fetch our horses back again.
- 16 Evermore cross’d and cross’d; nothing but cross’d!
- 17 HORTENSIO.
- 18 Say as he says, or we shall never go.
- 19 KATHERINA.
- 20 Forward, I pray, since we have come so far,
- 21 And be it moon, or sun, or what you please;
- 22 And if you please to call it a rush-candle,
- 23 Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.
- 24 PETRUCHIO.
- 25 I say it is the moon.
- 26 KATHERINA.
- 27 I know it is the moon.
- 28 PETRUCHIO.
- 29 Nay, then you lie; it is the blessed sun.
- 30 KATHERINA.
- 31 Then, God be bless’d, it is the blessed sun;
- 32 But sun it is not when you say it is not,
- 33 And the moon changes even as your mind.
- 34 What you will have it nam’d, even that it is,
- 35 And so it shall be so for Katherine.
- 36 HORTENSIO.
- 37 Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won.
- 38 PETRUCHIO.
- 39 Well, forward, forward! thus the bowl should run,
- 40 And not unluckily against the bias.
- 41 But, soft! Company is coming here.
- 42 Enter Vincentio, in a travelling dress.
- 43 [_To Vincentio_] Good morrow, gentle mistress; where away?
- 44 Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too,
- 45 Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?
- 46 Such war of white and red within her cheeks!
- 47 What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty
- 48 As those two eyes become that heavenly face?
- 49 Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee.
- 50 Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty’s sake.
- 51 HORTENSIO.
- 52 A will make the man mad, to make a woman of him.
- 53 KATHERINA.
- 54 Young budding virgin, fair and fresh and sweet,
- 55 Whither away, or where is thy abode?
- 56 Happy the parents of so fair a child;
- 57 Happier the man whom favourable stars
- 58 Allot thee for his lovely bedfellow.
- 59 PETRUCHIO.
- 60 Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad:
- 61 This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither’d,
- 62 And not a maiden, as thou sayst he is.
- 63 KATHERINA.
- 64 Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes,
- 65 That have been so bedazzled with the sun
- 66 That everything I look on seemeth green:
- 67 Now I perceive thou art a reverend father;
- 68 Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking.
- 69 PETRUCHIO.
- 70 Do, good old grandsire, and withal make known
- 71 Which way thou travellest: if along with us,
- 72 We shall be joyful of thy company.
- 73 VINCENTIO.
- 74 Fair sir, and you my merry mistress,
- 75 That with your strange encounter much amaz’d me,
- 76 My name is called Vincentio; my dwelling Pisa;
- 77 And bound I am to Padua, there to visit
- 78 A son of mine, which long I have not seen.
- 79 PETRUCHIO.
- 80 What is his name?
- 81 VINCENTIO.
- 82 Lucentio, gentle sir.
- 83 PETRUCHIO.
- 84 Happily met; the happier for thy son.
- 85 And now by law, as well as reverend age,
- 86 I may entitle thee my loving father:
- 87 The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,
- 88 Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not,
- 89 Nor be not griev’d: she is of good esteem,
- 90 Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
- 91 Beside, so qualified as may beseem
- 92 The spouse of any noble gentleman.
- 93 Let me embrace with old Vincentio;
- 94 And wander we to see thy honest son,
- 95 Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.
- 96 VINCENTIO.
- 97 But is this true? or is it else your pleasure,
- 98 Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest
- 99 Upon the company you overtake?
- 100 HORTENSIO.
- 101 I do assure thee, father, so it is.
- 102 PETRUCHIO.
- 103 Come, go along, and see the truth hereof;
- 104 For our first merriment hath made thee jealous.
- 105 [_Exeunt all but Hortensio._]
- 106 HORTENSIO.
- 107 Well, Petruchio, this has put me in heart.
- 108 Have to my widow! and if she be froward,
- 109 Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward.
- 110 [_Exit._]