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tetchy and fall out with the dug！ Shake； quoth the dovehouse！ 'Twas no
need； I trow； To bid me trudge。 And since that time it is eleven years； For
then she could stand high…lone； 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 holidam； The
pretty wretch left crying； and said 'Ay。' To see now how a jest shall come
about！ I warrant； an I should live a thousand yeas； I never should forget it。
'Wilt thou not； Jule？' quoth he； And； pretty fool； it stinted； and said 'Ay。'
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Wife。 Enough of this。 I pray thee hold thy peace。 Nurse。 Yes； madam。 Yet I
cannot choose but laugh To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay。' And
yet； I warrant； it bad upon it brow A bump as big as a young cock'rel's
stone； A perilous knock； and it cried bitterly。 'Yea；' quoth my husband；
'fall'st upon thy face？ Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age；
Wilt thou not； Jule？' It stinted； and said 'Ay。' Jul。 And stint thou too； I pray
thee； nurse； say I。 Nurse。 Peace； I have done。 God mark thee to his grace！
Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nurs'd。 An I might live to see thee
married once； I have my wish。 Wife。 Marry； that 'marry' 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 dream not of。 Nurse。 An honour？
Were not I thine only nurse； I would say thou hadst suck'd wisdom from
thy teat。 Wife。 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： The valiant Paris seeks you for his love。 Nurse。 A man； young lady！
lady； such a man As all the world… why he's a man of wax。 Wife。 Verona's
summer hath not such a flower。 Nurse。 Nay； he's a flower； in faith… a very
flower。 Wife。 What say you？ Can you love the gentleman？ This night you
shall behold him at our feast。 Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face；
And find delight writ there with beauty's pen； Examine every married
lineament； And see how one another lends content； And what obscur'd in
this fair volume lies Find written in the margent of his eyes； This precious
book of love； this unbound lover； To beautify him only lacks a cover。 The
fish lives in the sea； and 'tis much pride For fair without the fair within to
hide。 That book in many's eyes doth share the glory； That in gold clasps
locks in the golden story； So shall you share all that he doth possess； By
having him making yourself no less。 Nurse。 No less？ Nay； bigger！ Women
grow by men Wife。 Speak briefly； can you like of Paris' love？ Jul。 I'll look
to like； if looking liking move； But no more deep will I endart mine eye
Than your consent gives strength to make it fly。
Enter Servingman。
Serv。 Madam； the guests are come； supper serv'd up； you call'd； my
young lady ask'd for； the nurse curs'd in the pantry； and everything in
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extremity。 I must hence to wait。 I beseech you follow straight。 Wife。 We
follow thee。 Exit ＇Servingman＇。 Juliet； the County stays。 Nurse。 Go； girl；
seek happy nights to happy days。 Exeunt。
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SCENE IV。 A street。
Enter Romeo； Mercutio； Benvolio； with five or six other Maskers；
Torchbearers。
Rom。 What； shall this speech be spoke for our excuse？ Or shall we on
without apology？ Ben。 The date is out of such prolixity。 We'll have no
Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf； Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath；
Scaring the ladies like a crowkeeper； Nor no without…book prologue；
faintly spoke After the prompter； for our entrance； But； let them measure
us by what they will； We'll measure them a measure； and be gone。 Rom。
Give me a torch。 I am not for this ambling。 Being but heavy； I will bear the
light。 Mer。 Nay； gentle Romeo； we must have you dance。 Rom。 Not I；
believe me。 You have dancing shoes With nimble soles； I have a soul of
lead So stakes me to the ground I cannot move。 Mer。 You are a lover。
Borrow Cupid's wings And soar with them above a common bound。 Rom。
I am too sore enpierced with his shaft To soar with his light feathers； and
so bound I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe。 Under love's heavy
burthen do I sink。 Mer。 And； to sink in it； should you burthen love… Too
great oppression for a tender thing。 Rom。 Is love a tender thing？ It is too
rough； Too rude； too boist'rous； and it pricks like thorn。 Mer。 If love be
rough with you； be rough with love。 Prick love for pricking； and you beat
love down。 Give me a case to put my visage in。 A visor for a visor！ What
care I What curious eye doth quote deformities？ Here are the beetle brows
shall blush for me。 Ben。 Come； knock and enter； and no sooner in But
every man betake him to his legs。 Rom。 A torch for me！ Let wantons light
of heart Tickle the senseless rushes with their heels； For I am proverb'd
with a grandsire phrase； I'll be a candle…holder and look on； The game was
ne'er so fair； and I am done。 Mer。 Tut！ dun's the mouse； the constable's
own word！ If thou art Dun； we'll draw thee from the mire Of this sir…
reverence love； wherein thou stick'st Up to the ears。 Come； we burn
daylight； ho！ Rom。 Nay； that's not so。 Mer。 I mean； sir； in delay We waste
our lights in vain； like lamps by day。 Take our good meaning； for our
judgment sits Five times in that ere once in our five wits。 Rom。 And we
mean well； in going to this masque； But 'tis no wit to go。 Mer。 Why； may
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one ask？ Rom。 I dreamt a dream to…night。 Mer。 And so did I。 Rom。 Well；
what was yours？ Mer。 That dreamers often lie。 Rom。 In bed asleep； while
they do dream things true。 Mer。 O； then I see Queen Mab hath been with
you。 She is the fairies' midwife； and