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Rom. I will follow you. - * Mer. Farewel, ancient lady; farewel, lady, lady, lady. Excunt MERC UTIo, and BEN volio.
Nurse. I pray you, sir, what saucy merchant was: this, that was so full of his ropery - Ram. A gentlemaa, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk; and will speak more in a minute, than he will stand to in a month. 499. Nurse. An 'a speak any thing against me, I'll take him down an 'a 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 flirt-gills; I am, none of his skains mates:–And thou must stand by too, and suffer every knave to use me at his plea
sure ? - - Peter. 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. 5C2. 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 bade me inquire you out; what she bade me say, I will keep to myself: but first let me tell ye, if ye should lead her into a 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, and very weak dealing. 51.3 Rom. Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protest unto thee,_ . Nurse. Good heart 1 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. 521 Rom. Bid her devise some means to come to shrift This afternoon; And there she shall at friar Lawrence’ cell Be shriv'd, and marry'd. Here is for thy pains. . Aurse. 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 abby-wall, Within this hour my man shall be with thee; 530 And bring thee cords made like a tackled stair, a Which to the high top-gallant of my joy Must be my convoy in the secret night. Farewel !—Be trusty, and I'll quit thy pains. Farewel –Commend me to thy mistress. Nurse. Now God in heaven bless thee!—Hark you, sir. . Ron. What say'st thou, my dear nurse 2 Nurse, is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say— Two may keep counsel, putting one away Rem. I warrant thee my man's as true as steel. 542 * . . . . . F Nurse, Nurse. Well, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady —Lord, lord!—when 'twas a little prating thing, O,-there's a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would fain lay knife aboard; 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 varsal world. Doth not rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter 2 55o
Rom. Ay, nurse; What of that both with an R.
Nurse. Ah, mocker! that's the dog's name. R is for the dog. No ; I know it begins with some other letter: and she hath the prettiest sententious of it, of you and rosemary, that it would do you good to hear it.
Rom. Commend me to thy lady. . . [Exit. Nurse. Ay, a thousand times.—Peter! Pet. Anon 2
Nurse. Peter, take my fan, and go before. 560
Jul. The clock struck nine, when I did send the nurse ; In half an hour she promis'd to return. Perchance,
Perchance, she cannot meet him :—that's not so.-
Enter Nurse, with PETER.
O God, she comes 1–0 honey nurse, what news? Hast thou met with him Send thy man away. Nurse. Peter, stay at the gate. 58o 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 sham'st the musick 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 jaunt have I had 1 Jul. I would, thou had'st my bones, and I thy news : Fij Nay, Nay, come, I pray thee, speak;-good, good nurse, speak. - Nurse. What haste can you not stay awhile Do you not see, that I am out of breath? 390 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 chuse 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.-Gothy
jul. No, no: But all this did I know before;
What says he of our marriage what of that
have I? It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces. 61o My back o’ the other side,-O, my back, my
-Beshrew your heart, for sending me about,
To catch my death with jaunting up and down