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Mer. Why, is not this better, than groaning for love ? Now thou art fociable ; now art thou Romeo ; now art thou what thou art, by art, as well as by nature ; for this drivelling love is like a great Natural, that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole.

Ben. Stop there, stop there.

Mer. Thou desirest me to stop in my tale, against the hair.

Ben. Thou wouldít else have made thy tale large.

Mer. O, thou art deceiv'd, I would have made it short; for I was come to the whole depth of my tale, and meant, indeed, to occupy the argument no longer.

Enter Nurse, and Peter ber Man.
Rom. Here's goodly Geer; a Sail ! a Sail !
Mer. Two, two, a Shirt and a Smock.
Nurse. Peter,
Peter. Anon?
Nurse. My Fan, Peter.

Mer. Do, good Peter, to hide her face: for her fan's the fairer of the two.

Nurse. God ye good-morrow, gentlemen.
Mer. God ye good den, fair gentlewoman.
Nurse. Is it good den?

Mer. 'Tis no less, I tell you ; for the bawdy hand of the dial is now upon the prick of noon.

Nurse. Out upon you! what a man are you?

Rom. One, gentlewoman, that God hath made himself to mar.

Nurse. By my troth, it is well said. For himself to mar, quotha ? Gentlemen, can any of

you tell

me where I may find the young Romeo.

Rom. I can tell you. But young Romeo will be older when you have found him, than he was when


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you sought him. I am the youngest of that name, for fault of a worse.

Nurse. You say well.

Mer. Yea, is the worst well ?
Very well took, i'faith, wisely, wisely.
Nurse. If


be he, Sir,
I desire some confidence with you.

Ben. She will indite him to some supper.
Mer. A bawd, a bawd, a bawd. So ho !-
Rom. What haft thou found ?

Mer. 3 No hare, Sir, unless a hare, Sir, in a lenten pye, that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent. An old hare hoar, and an old hare hoar, is very good

meat in Lent, But a hare, that is hoar, is too much for a score, when

it hoars ere it be spent. Romeo, will you come to your father's ? we'll to dinner thither.

Rom. I will follow you.

Mer. Farewel, ancient lady: Farewel, lady, lady, lady.

[Exeunt Mercutio, Benvolio. Nurse. I pray you, Sir, what faucy merchant was this, that was so full of his ropery?

Rom. A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk, and will speak more in a minute, than he will stand to in a month.

Nurse. An a speak any thing against me, I'll take him down an' he were lustier than he is, and twenty such Jacks: and if I cannot, I'll find those that shall. Scurvy knave, I am none of his flirt-gills; I am

3 No hare, Sir,] Mercutio h3. No hare, &c. The reit is a seving roated out, so ho! the cry ries of quibbles unworthy of exof the sportsmen when they fait planation, which he who does not a hare; Romeo alks ze hat he has understand, necds not lameni his found, And Mercurio answers, ignorance.


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4 none of his skains-mates. And thou must stand by too, and suffer every knave to use me at his pleasure ?

[To ber man. Pet. I saw no man use you at his pleasure : if I had, my weapon should quickly have been out, I warrant you

I dare draw as foon as another man, if I fee occasion in a good quarrel, and the law on my side.

Nurse. Now, afore God, I am so vext, that every part about me quivers. Scurvy krave ! Pray you, Sir, a word : and as I told you, my young lady bid me enquire you out ; what she bid me say, I will keep to myself. But first let me tell ye, if ye should lead her into a fool's paradise, as they say, it were a very gross kind of behaviour, as they say, for the gentlewoman is young; and therefore, if you should deal double with her, truly, it were an ill thing to be offered to any gentlewoman, and very weak dealing.

Rom Commend me to thy lady and mistress, I protest unto the

Nurse. Good heart, and, i'faith, I will tell her as much. Lord, Lord, she will be a joyful woman.

Rom What will thou tell her, nurse? Thou dost not mark me

Nurse. I will tell her, Sir, that you do protest; which, as I take it, is a gentleman-like offer.

R092 Bid her devise lome means to come to shrift
this afternoon :
And there she shall at friar Laurence Cell
Ee Thriev'd and married. Here is for thy pains,

Nur, è No, truiy, Sir, not a penny.
Rom. Go to, I say, you shall.
Nurse. This afternoon, Sir? Well, she shall be there.

Rom. And stay, good nurse, behind the abby-wall:
Within this hour my man shall be with thee,

4 Noe of b's pains-matis.] lains was fome low play, and The word skai's.mate, I do not sains-male, a companion at such understand, but suppole tho play.


And bring thee cords, made s like a tackled stair,
Which to the high top-gallant of my joy
Must be my convoy in the secret night,
Farewel, be trusty, and I'll quit thy pains.
Nurse. Now, God in heav'n bless thee! hark you,

Rom. What sayest thou, my dear nurse?

Nurse. Is your man secret ? did you ne'er hear fay, Two may keep counsel, putting one away ?

Rom. I warrant thee, my man's as true as steel.

Nurse. Well, Sir, my mistress is the sweetest lady ; Lord, Lord! when 'twas a little prating thing. 0,- there is a noble man in town, one Paris, that would fain lay knife aboard; but she, good soul, had as lieve fee a toad, a very toad, as see him. I anger her sometimes, and tell her, that Paris is the properer man ; but I'll warrant you, when I say so, The looks as pale as any clout in the varfal World. Doth not Rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter?

Rom. Ay, nurse, what of that? both with an R. Nurse. Ah, mocker! that's the dog's name. Ris for thee? No; I know, it begins with another letter ;


s-like a tackled flair,) Like prating filly croatore; she says, ftairs of rope in the tackle of a ship. he will tell Romeo a good joke

6 Rom. t, nurse, what of about his mitreis, and alks him, that? bete with an R.

whether Rosemary and Romeo do Nurse. Ay, m cker, that's the not begin bo!h with a letter: He dag's name. R is for the no. 1 says, yes, an R. She, who, we know it begins with no other let. mutt Sappe, could not read, ter ;] I believe, I have rectified thought he had mock'd her, and this odd stuff; but it is a little says, No, ure, I know beiter: mortifying, that the sense, when our dog's name is R. yours befound, nould not be worth the gins with another lever. This is pains of retrieving it.

natural enough, and in character. -p:/Jis indigna Theatris R put her in mind or that found Scr pra puder recitare, & nugis. which is made by dogs when adder: fondus.

they snar?: and therefore, I preThe Nurse is represented as a sume, the fiys, that is the dog's




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rosemary, that it would do you good to hear ic.

Rom. Commend me to thy lady [Exit Romea.
Nurse. Ay, a thousand tiines.
Pet. Anon?
Nurse. Take my fan, and go before. [Exeunt.



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Enter Juliet.
HE clock ftruck nine, when I did fend

the nurse :
In half an hour she promis'd to return.
Perchance, the cannot meet him ---That's not fo
Oh, she is lame : love's heralds should be thoughts,
Which ten times faster glide than the sun-beams,
Driving back shadows over lowring hills.
Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love,
And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.
Now is the Sun upon the highmost hill
Of this day's journey; and from nine 'till twelve
Is three long hours--and yet she is not come.
Had the affections and warm youthful blood,


name, R. in the schools, being folo. A mocker, that's the dog's called the Dog's Letter. Ben R is for the no, I know Johnson in his English grammar it begins with some other lever. fays. R, is the Cog's letter, and In this copy the error is but kirreth in tee fund.

small. I read, Ab, mocker, tbat's Irritvin canis qund R. R. quam the doi's rame. R is for the plurima dicat. Luci'. nonce, I know it begins with an

WARBURTON. other letrer. For the nonce, is Thje passage is thus in the old for some design, for a fly trick.


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