[Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and HORTENSIO.]

          PETRUCHIO.
Come on, o' God's name; once more toward our father's.            4/5/1
Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon!

          KATHARINA.
The moon! the sun: it is not moonlight now.

          PETRUCHIO.
I say it is the moon that shines so bright.

          KATHARINA.
I know it is the sun that shines so bright.

          PETRUCHIO.
Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself,
It shall be moon, or star, or what I list,
Or e'er I journey to your father's house.-
Go one, and fetch our horses back again.-
Evermore cross'd and cross'd; nothing but cross'd!               4/5/10
 
          HORTENSIO [aside to KATHARINA].
Say as he says, or we shall never go.

          KATHARINA.
Forward, I pray, since we have come so far,
And be it moon, or sun, or what you please:
An 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.

          KATHARINA.
                       I know it is the moon.

          PETRUCHIO.
Nay, then, you lie: it is the blessed sun.

          KATHARINA.
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.                         4/5/20
What you will have it named, even that it is;
And so it shall be still for Katharine.

          HORTENSIO [aside].
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! what company is coming here?
          [Enter VINCENTIO.]
[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!                     4/5/30
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 [aside].
A' will make the man mad, to make a woman of him.

          KATHARINA.
Young budding virgin, fair and fresh and sweet,
Whither away; or where is thy abode?
Happy the parents of so fair a child;
Happier the man whom favourable stars
Allot thee for his lovely bedfellow!                             4/5/40

          PETRUCHIO.
Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad:
This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd;
And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is,

          KATHARINA.
Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes,
That have been so bedazzled with the sun,
That every thing I look on seemeth green:
Now I perceive thou art a reverend father;
Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking.

          PETRUCHIO.
Do, good old grandsire; and withal make known
Which way thou travellest; if along with us,                     4/5/50
We shall be joyful of thy company.

          VINCENTIO.
Fair sir, and you my merry mistress,
That with your strange encounter much amazed me,
My name is call'd Vincentio; my dwelling Pisa;
And bound I am to Padua; there to visit
A son of mine, which long I have not seen.

          PETRUCHIO.
What is his name?

          VINCENTIO.
                  Lucentio, gentle sir.

          PETRUCHIO.
Happily met; the happier for thy son.
And now by law, as well as reverend age,
I may entitle thee my loving father:                             4/5/60
The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman,
Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not,
Nor be not grieved: she is of good esteem,
Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth;
Beside, so qualified as may beseem
The spouse of any noble gentleman.
Let me embrace with old Vincentio:
And wander we to see thy honest son,
Who will of thy arrival be full joyous.

          VINCENTIO.
But is this true? or is it else your pleasure,                   4/5/70
Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest
Upon the company you overtake?

          HORTENSIO.
I do assure thee, father, so it is.

          PETRUCHIO.
Come, go along, and see the truth hereof;
For our first merriment hath made thee jealous.     [Exeunt 
  PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and VINCENTIO.]