Taming of the Shrew
…Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon?
The moon? The sun. It is not moonlight now.
I say it is the moon that shines so bright.
I know it is the sun that shines so bright.
Say as he says or we shall never go.
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.
I say it is the moon.
I know it is the moon.
Nay, then you lie. It is the blessèd sun.
Then God be blessed, it is the blessèd 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 named, even that it is,
And so it shall be for Katherine.