Kath. I know it is the sun that shines so bright.
Pet. No, 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:...
Hor. Say as he says or we shall never go.
Kath. 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 to me.
Pet. I say, it is the moon.