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Ser. Now Il'e tel you without asking. My master is the great rich Capulet, and if you be not of the house of Mountagues, I pray come and crush a cup of wine. Rest you merrie.
Ben. At this fame auncient feast of Capulets,
Ro. When the deuout religion of mine eye
Ben. Tut you saw her faire none els being by,
Rom. Ile goe along no such sight to be showne,
Enter Capulets wife and Nurce.
Nurce. Now by my maiden head at twelue yeare old i bad her come, what lamb, what ladie bird, God forbid. Wher's this girle ? what Iuliet.
Iuliet. How now who cals ?
W. This is the matter. Nurse give leaue a while, we must talke in secret. Nurce come back again I haue remembred me, thou'se heare our counsaile. Thou knuwest my daughters of a prettie age.
Nurce. Faith I can tell her age unto an houre,
Nurce. Ile lay fourteene of my teeth, and yet to my teene be it spoken, I haue but foure, shee's not fourteene. How long is it now to Lammas-tide ?
Wife. A fortnight and odde days.
Nurce. Euen or odde, of all dayes in the yeare come Lammas eue at night shall she be fourteene.
Susan and she God rest all christian soules were of an age. Well Susan is with God, she was too good for me : But as I said on Lammas eue at night shall she be fourteene, that shall shee marie I remember it well. Tis since the earth-quake nowe eleauen yeares, and The was weand I neuer shall forget it, of all the daies of the yeare vpon that day : for I had then laid wormewood to my dug, sitting in the sun vnder the doue-house wall. My lord and you were then at Mantua, nay I do beare a braine : but as I said, when it did tast the wormwood on the nipple of my dug, and felt it bitter, pretty foole to see it teachie and fall
out with dugge. Shake quoth the doue-house twas no need I trow to bid me trudge, and since that time it is a leauen yeare: for then could Iuliet stande high lone, nay by the roode, fee could haue wadled vp and downe, for euen the day before shee brake her brow, and then my husband God be with his foule, hee was a merrie man : dost thou fall forward Iuliet ? thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit: wilt thou not Iuliet ? and by my hollidam, the pretty foole left crying and said I. To see how a ieast shall come about, I warrant you if I should live a hundred yeare, I neuer should forget it, wilt thou not luliet ? and by my troth she stinted and cried I.
Iuliet. And stint thou too, I prethee nurce say I.
Nurce. Well goe thy waies, God marke thee for his grace, thou wert the prettiest babe that euer I nurst, might I but liue to see thee married once, I haue my wish.
Wife. And that same marriage nurce, is the theame I meant to talke of : tell me luliet, howe stand you affected to be married ?
Iul. It is an honor that I dreamę not off.
Nurce. An honor ! were not I thy onely nurce, I would say thou hadst fuckt wisedome from thy teat.
Wife. Well girle, the noble countie Paris seekes thee for his wife.
Nurce. A man young ladie, ladie such a man as all the world, why he is a man of waxe.
Wife. Veronaes summer hath not such a flower.
Iuliet. Ile looke to like, if looking liking moue,
Enter Enter Clowne.
Clowne. Maddam you are cald for, supper is readie, the nurce curft in the pantrie, all thinges in extreamitie, make hast for I must be gone to waite.
Enter Maskers with Romeo and a Page.
Benuoleo. The date is out of such prolixitie,
Rom. A torch for me I am not for this aumbling,
Mer. Give me a case to put my visage in,
Rom. Giue me a torch, let wantons light of hart
Mer. Tut dun's the mouse, the cunstable's old word,
Of this furreuerence loue wherein thou stickst.
Rom. Nay thats not so.
Mer. I meane fir in delay,
Rom. So we meane well by going to this maske :
Mer. Why Romeo may one aske?
Ben. Queen Mab whats she?