Nurfe. This afternoon, Sir? well, fhe fhall be there. And bring thee cords made like a tackled stair, Nurfe. Now God in heav'n bless thee: hark you, Sir. Nurse. Is your man fecret? did you ne'er hear say, 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 -----O, there is a noble man in town, one Paris, that would fain lay knife aboard; but she, good foul, had as lieve fee a toad, a very toad, as see him: I anger her fometimes, and tell her that Paris is the properer man; but I'll warrant you, when I fay fo, fhe looks as pale as any clout in the verfal world. Doth not rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter? Rom. Ay nurfe, what of that? both with an R. Nurse. Ah mocker! that's the dog's name. R. is for the no, I know it begins with no other letter, sententious of it, of you and rosemary, to hear it. Romeo. Commend me to thy lady. and she hath the prettieft that it would do you good Nurfe. Take my fan, and go before. [Exit Romeo. [Exeunt. from the first edition. SCENE Jul. TH SCENE VI. Capulet's House. 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 fhould be thoughts, Of this day's journey, and from nine 'till twelve My words would bandy her to my sweet love, Enter Nurse. * O God, he comes. What news? Haft thou met with him? fend thy man away. Nurfe. Peter, ftay at the gate. Jul. Now good fweet nurse O lord, why look'st thou sad? Nurse. I am a weary, let me reft a while; Fy, how my bones ake, what a jaunt have I had? Jul. I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news: Nay come, I pray thee fpeak Nurfe. Give me fome Aqua vite. *The verfes left out here are not in the old edition. Jul. ་ Jul. Is thy news good or bad? answer to that, Nurfe. Well, you have made a fimple choice; you know not Jul. No, no----- but all this did I know before: What fays he of our marriage? what of that? Nurfe. Lord how my head akes! what a head have I? It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces. My back a t'other fide 0 my back, my back: To catch my death with jaunting up and down. Sweet, fweet, sweet nurse, tell me what fays my love? Nurse. Your love fays like an honeft gentleman, And a courteous, and a kind, and a handsome, And I warrant a virtuous where is 11111 your mother? Jul. Where is my mother? why she is within, Where should she be? how odly thou reply'ft! Your love fays like an honeft gentleman: Nurfe. O god's lady dear, Are you so hot? marry come up I trow, Is this the poultis for my aking bones? Jul. Here's fuch a coil; come, what says Romeo? Nurfe. Nurse. Then hie you hence to friar Lawrence' cell, Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks, Fri. Jul. Hie to high fortune; honest nurse farewel. S SCENE VII. The Monaftery. Enter Friar Lawrence and Romeo. fmile the heav'ns upon this holy act, That after-hours with forrow chide us not! Fri. These violent delights have violent ends, And in the taste confounds the appetite: [Exeunt. Enter Enter Juliet. Here comes the lady. O fo light a foot Jul. Good-even to my ghastly confeffor. Fri. Romeo fhall 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 count their worth, But my true love is grown to fuch excess, I cannot fum up one half of my wealth. Fri. Come, come with me, and we will make short work, For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone, 'Till holy church incorp'rate two in one. [Exeunt. ACT |