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 flirty-girls; 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 soon as another man, if I see 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 knave! 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 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. Rm. Commend me to thy lady and mistress, I protest unto thee Nurse. Good heart, and i'faith, I will tell her as much; lord, lord, she will be a joyful woman. Rom. What wilt 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. Rom. Bid her advise some means to come to shrift this afternoon. And there shall she at friar Laurence' cell Be shriev'd and married; here is for thy pains. Nurse. No truly, 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 abbey-wall : Within this hour my man shall be with thee, And bring thee cords made like a tackled stair, Must be my convoy in the secret night. Farewel, be trusty, and I'll quit thy pains.. Nurse, Well, Sir, my mistress is the sweetest lady; lord, lord, lord, when 'twas a little pratting thing-Oh, there is a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would fain lay knife abroad; but she, good soul, had as lieve see 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, she looks as pale as any clout in the universal world. Rom. Commend me to thy lady- [Exit Romeo. Nurse. A thousand times. Peter? Pet. Anon. Nurse. Take my fan, and go before. Ful. Ti SCENE V. CAPULET'S House. Enter JULIET. Exeunt. HE clock struck nine when I did send the nurse: Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve———— My words would bandy her to my sweet love, Enter NURSE. O heav'n! she comes. O honey nurse what news? Hast thou met with him? send thy man away. Nurse. Peter, stay at the gate. Jul. Now, good sweet nurse Oh Lord, why look'st thou sad? Nurse. I am weary, let me rest a while [Exit Peter Fy, how my bones ake, what a jaunt have I had? Jul. Nay, come, I pray thee speak nurse, speak. Is thy news good or bad? answer to that. -Good, good Nurse. Well, you have made a simple choice; you know not how to choose a man; go thy ways, wench, serve God -What, have you dined at home? Jul. No, no,-but all this did I know before; What says he of our marriage? what of that? Nurse. Lord, how my head akes? what a head have I? It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces; My back o' th' other side-O my back, my back; Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me what says my love. Nurse. Oh, our lady dear, Are you so hot? marry, come up! I trow. Jul. Here's such a coil; come, what says Romeo? Nurse. Then hie hence to friar Lawrence' cell, Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks. I am the drudge and toil in your delight, Jul. Hie to high fortune: honest nurse, farewell. Exeunt. SCENE. Fri. SCENE. VI. The MONASTERY. Enter Friar LAURENCE and Romeo. O smile the heavens upon this holy act, That after-hours of sorrow chide us not! Fri. These violent delights have violent ends, And in the taste confounds the appetite : Here comes the lady. O so light a foot Jul. God-even to my ghostly confessor. Fri. Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both. Be heapt like mine, and that thy skill be more Jul. Conceit more rich in matter than in words, They are but beggars that can court their worth; I cannot sum up one half of Fri. Come, come with me; my wealth. For, by your leaves you shall not stay alone, [Exeunt. АСТ. I The STREET. Enter MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, and Servants. PRAY thee good Mercutio, let's retire; The day is hot, the Capulet's abroad; And, if we meet, we shall not 'scape a brawl. Mer. Thou art like one of these fellows, that when he enters the confines of a tavern, claps me his sword upon the table, and says, God send me no need of thee; and by the operation of a second cup, draws it on the drawer when indeed, there is no need. Ben. Am I like such a fellow? Mer. Come, come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood as any in Italy; an' there were two such, we should have none shortly, for one would kill the other. Thou! why thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more, or a hair less in his head than thou hast thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no other reason, but because thou hast hazel eyes; thou hast quarrel'd with a man for coughing in the street, because he hath wakened thy dog that hath lain asleep in the sun. Didst thou not fall out with a taylor for wearing his new doublet before Easter; with another, for tying his shoes with old ribbands! and yet thou wilt tutor me for quarrelling! Ben. If I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any man should buy the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter. Enter TIBALT, PETRUCHIO, and others. Ben. By my head, here come the capulets. Tib. Be near at hand, for I will speak to them: Mer. And but one word with one of us? couple it with something, make it a word and a blow. Tib. You shall find me apt enough to that Sir, if you will give me occasion. Mer. Could you not take some occasion without giving? |