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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； yet she is not
come。 Had she affections and warm youthful blood； She would be as swift
in motion as a ball； My words would bandy her to my sweet love； And his
to me； But old folks； many feign as they were dead… Unwieldy； slow；
heavy and pale as lead。
Enter Nurse ＇and Peter＇。
O God； she comes！ O honey nurse； what news？ Hast thou met with
him？ Send thy man away。 Nurse。 Peter； stay at the gate。 ＇Exit Peter。＇ Jul。
Now； good sweet nurse… O Lord； why look'st thou sad？ Though news be
sad； yet tell them merrily； If good； thou shamest the music of sweet news
By playing it to me with so sour a face。 Nurse。 I am aweary； give me leave
awhile。 Fie； how my bones ache！ What a jaunce have I had！ Jul。 I would
thou hadst my bones； and I thy news。 Nay； come； I pray thee speak。 Good；
good nurse； speak。 Nurse。 Jesu； what haste！ Can you not stay awhile？ Do
you not see that I am out of breath？ Jul。 How art thou out of breath when
thou hast breath To say to me that thou art out of breath？ The excuse that
thou dost make in this delay Is longer than the tale thou dost excuse。 Is thy
news good or bad？ Answer to that。 Say either； and I'll stay the
circumstance。 Let me be satisfied； is't good or bad？ Nurse。 Well； you have
made a simple choice； you know not how to choose a man。 Romeo？ No；
not he。 Though his face be better than any man's； yet his leg excels all
men's； and for a hand and a foot； and a body； though they be not to be
talk'd on； yet they are past compare。 He is not the flower of courtesy； but；
I'll warrant him； as gentle as a lamb。 Go thy ways； wench； serve God。
What； have you din'd at home？ Jul。 No； no。 But all this did I know before。
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What says he of our marriage？ What of that？ Nurse。 Lord； how my head
aches！ What a head have I！ It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces。 My
back o' t' other side；… ah； my back； my back！ Beshrew your heart for
sending me about To catch my death with jauncing up and down！ Jul。 I'
faith； I am sorry that thou art not well。 Sweet； sweet； Sweet nurse； tell me；
what says my love？ Nurse。 Your love says； like an honest gentleman； and a
courteous； and a kind； and a handsome； and； I warrant； a virtuous… Where
is your mother？ Jul。 Where is my mother？ Why； she is within。 Where
should she be？ How oddly thou repliest！ 'Your love says； like an honest
gentleman； 〃Where is your mother？〃' Nurse。 O God's Lady dear！ Are you
so hot？ Marry come up； I trow。 Is this the poultice for my aching bones？
Henceforward do your messages yourself。 Jul。 Here's such a coil！ Come；
what says Romeo？ Nurse。 Have you got leave to go to shrift to…day？ Jul。 I
have。 Nurse。 Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence' cell； There stays a
husband to make you a wife。 Now comes the wanton blood up in your
cheeks： They'll be in scarlet straight at any news。 Hie you to church； I
must another way； To fetch a ladder； by the which your love Must climb a
bird's nest soon when it is dark。 I am the drudge； and toil in your delight；
But you shall bear the burthen soon at night。 Go； I'll to dinner； hie you to
the cell。 Jul。 Hie to high fortune！ Honest nurse； farewell。 Exeunt。
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SCENE VI。 Friar Laurence's cell。
Enter Friar ＇Laurence＇ and Romeo。
Friar。 So smile the heavens upon this holy act That after…hours with
sorrow chide us not！ Rom。 Amen； amen！ But come what sorrow can； It
cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one short minute gives me in
her sight。 Do thou but close our hands with holy words； Then love…
devouring death do what he dare… It is enough I may but call her mine。
Friar。 These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die；
like fire and powder； Which； as they kiss； consume。 The sweetest honey Is
loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite。
Therefore love moderately： long love doth so； Too swift arrives as tardy as
too slow。
Enter Juliet。
Here comes the lady。 O； so light a foot Will ne'er wear out the
everlasting flint。 A lover may bestride the gossamer That idles in the
wanton summer air； And yet not fall； so light is vanity。 Jul。 Good even to
my ghostly confessor。 Friar。 Romeo shall thank thee； daughter； for us both。
Jul。 As much to him； else is his thanks too much。 Rom。 Ah； Juliet； if the
measure of thy joy Be heap'd like mine； and that thy skill be more To
blazon it； then sweeten with thy breath This neighbour air； and let rich
music's tongue Unfold the imagin'd happiness that both Receive in either
by this dear encounter。 Jul。 Conceit； more rich in matter than in words；
Brags of his substance； not of ornament。 They are but beggars that can
count their worth； But my true love is grown to such excess cannot sum up
sum of half my wealth。 Friar。 Come； come with me； and we will make
short work； For； by your leaves； you shall not stay alone Till Holy Church
incorporate two in one。 ＇Exeunt。＇
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ACT III。
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