Drawn with the team of little atomies, Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners legs; The collars, of the moon-shine's wat'ry beams; Through lovers brains, and then they dream of love; Rom. Peace, peace, Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, Ben. This wind you talk of, blows us from ourselves, And we shall come too late. Rom. I fear too early: for my mind misgives Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, From this night's revels-lead, gallant friends; Let come what may, once more I will behold My My Juliet's eyes, drink deeper of affliction: [Exeunt Mercutio and Benvolio. SCENE. V. CAPULET's House. Enter Lady CAPULET and NURSE. L. Cap. NURSE, where's my daughter? call her forth Nurse. Now (by my maidenhead at twelve years old I bade her come; what lamb, what lady-bird, God forbid where's this girl? what Juliet? Enter JULIET. Jul. How now? who calls? Nurse. Your mother. Jul. Madam, I am here, what is your will? -Nurse give leave a while, we must talk in secret: Nurse, come back again, I have remember'd me, thou shalt he ar mycounsel: thon know'st my daughter's of a pretty age. Nurse. Faith I can tell her age unto an hour. La Cap. She's not eighteen. Nurse. I'll lay eighteen of my teeth, and yet to my teeth be it spoken, I have but eight, she's not eighteen; how long is it now to Lammas-tide? La. Cap. A fortnight and odd days. Nurse. Even or odd, of all the days in the year.come, Lammas-eve at night shail she be eighteen. Susan and she (God rest all Christian souls) were of an age. Well, Susan is with God; she was too good for me. But as I said on Lammas-eve at night shall she be eighteen, that shall she, marry, marry, I remember it well. "Tis since the earthquake now fifteen years, and she was wean'd, I never shall forget it, of all the days in the year upon that day; for I had then laid wormwood to my breast, sitting in the sun, under the dove-house wall; my lord and you were were then at Mantua-nay, I do bear a brain. But as I said, when it did taste the wormwood on the nipple of the breast, and felt it bitter, pretty fool, to see, it teachy and fall out with the breast. Shake, quoth the dovehouse 'twas no need I trow to bid me trudge; and since that time it is fifteen years, for then she could stand alone, nay, by th' rood she could have run, and waddled all about; for even the day before she broke her brow; and then my husband (God be with his soul, a' was a merry man,) took up the child; yea, quoth he, dost thou fall upon thy face? thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit: wilt thou not, Jule? and by my holy dam, the pretty wretch left crying, and said, ay; to see now how a jest shall come about I warrant, and I should live a thousand years I should not forget it; wilt thou not, Jule, quoth he? and pretty fool, it stinted, and said, ay. Jul. And stint thee too, I pray thee, peace. Nurse. Peace, I have done; God mark thee to his grace. Thou wast the prettiest babe that ere I nurst. An' I might live to see thee married once, I have my wish. La. Cap. And that same marriage is the very theme, I came to talk of. Tell, me, daughter Juliet, How stands your disposition to be married? Jul. It is an honour that I dreamt not of. Nurse. An honour? Were not I thine only nurse, I'd say thou hadst suck'd wisdom from thy teat. La. Cap. Well, think of marriage now; younger than you Here in Verona, ladies of esteem, Are made already mothers, by my 'count, I was your mother much upon these years That you are now a maid. Thus then in brief, Nurse. A man, young lady: lady such a man E Enter Enter GREGORY. Greg. Madam, new guests are come, and brave one's all in masks. You are call'd; my young lady ask'd for the nurse curs'd in the pantry; supper almost ready to be serv'd up, and every thing in extremity. I must hence and wait. La. Cap. We follow thee. SCENE. VI. A Hall in CAPULET'S House. [Exeunt. The CAPULET'S, LADIES, GUESTS, and MASKERS, are discover'd. Cap. WELCOME, gentlemen. Ladies, that have your feet Uuplagu'd with corns, we'll have about with you. A whispering-tale in a fair lady's ear, Such as would please; 'tis gone; 'tis gone; 'tis gone! For you and I are past our dancing days: 2 Cap. By'r lady thirty years. Cap. What, man! 'tis not so much, 'tis not so much! "Tis since the nuptial of Lucentio, Come Pentecost as quickly as it will, Some five and twenty years and then we mask'd. 2 Cap. 'Tis more, 'tis more; his son is elder Sir, His son is thirty. Cap. Will you tell me that? His son was but a ward two year ago. Rom. Rom. Cousin Benvolio, do you mark that lady which Doth enrich the hand of yonder gentleman? Ben. I do. Rom. Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night, Like a rich jewel in an Ethiops' ear: The measure done, I'll watch her to her place, Tib. This, by his voice, should be a Montague, To steer and scorn at our solemnity. Now by the stock and honour of my race, To strike him dead I hold it not a sin. Cap. Why, how now, kinsman wherefore storm you thus? Tib. Uncle, this is a Montague, or foe: A villain that has hither come in spite, To scorn and flout at our solemnity. Capt. Young Romeo, is't? Tib. That villian Romeo. Cap. Content thee, gentle coz, let him alone, Cap. He shall be endur'd. Be quiet cousin, or I'l make you quiet Tib. Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting, [Dance bere. [To Juliet. [Kiss. Jul. Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hands too much. For palm to palm is holy palmer's kiss. Rom. Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? Jul. Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. E 2 Rom. |