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1 Cap.

He shall be endured ;
What, goodman boy! I say, he shall : go to :-
Am I the master here, or you ? go to.
You 'll not endure him !–God shall mend my

soul-
You 'll make a mutiny among my guests!
You will set cock-a-hoop! you 'll be the man !
Ty. Why, uncle, 'tis a shame.

Go to, go to;
You are a saucy boy :-is 't so, indeed ?
This trick may chance to scathe you;

1_I know what. You must contrary me! marry, 'tis time Well said, my hearts :-you are a princox; go :Be quiet, or -More light, more light, for shame ! I'll make you quiet: what !--cheerly, my hearts.

Ty. Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting, Makes

my flesh tremble in their different greeting. I will withdraw; but this intrusion shall, Now seeming sweet, convert to bitter gall. [Exit. Ro. If I profane with my unworthiest hand

[to Juliet. This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this :My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand

To smoothe that rough touch with a tender kiss. Ju. Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too

much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this ;

i Do you an injury.

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For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,

And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.
Ro. Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too ?
Ju. Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in

prayer.
Ro. O then, dear saint, let lips do what hands

do;

They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
Ju. Saints do not move, though grant for prayers'

sake.
Ro. Then move not, while my prayer's effect I

take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.

[kissing her. Ju. Then have my lips the sin that they have

took,
Ro. Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged !
Give me my sin again.
Ju.

You kiss by the book.1
Nurse. Madam, your mother craves a word with

you,
Ro. What is her mother ?
Nurse.

Marry, bachelor,
Her mother is the lady of the house,
And a good lady, and a wise, and virtuous :
I nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal.
I tell you, he, that can lay hold of her,
Shall have the chinks.

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you all;

Ro.

Is she a Capulet?
O dear account! my life is my foe's debt.

Ben. Away; begone : the sport is at the best.
Ro. Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest.

1 Cap. Nay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;
We have a trifling foolish banquet towards.-
Is it ev'n so? Why, then I thank
I thank you, honest gentlemen; good night.
More torches here !--Come on, then let's to bed.
Ah, sirrah, [to 2 Cap.] by my fay, it waxes late ;
I'll to my rest. [Exeunt all but Juliet and Nurse.

Ju. Come hither, nurse : what is yon gentleman?
Nurse. The son and heir of old Tiberio.
Ju. What's he, that now is going out of door ?
Nurse. Marry, that, I think, be young Petruchio.
Ju. What's he, that follows there, that would

not dance ? Nurse. I know not.

Ju. Go, ask his name: if he be married, My grave is like to be my wedding bed.

Nurse. His name is Romeo, and a Montague;
The only son of your great enemy.

Ju. My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late !
Prodigious birth of love it is to me,
That I must love a loathed enemy.
Nurse. What's this? what's this?

A rhyme I learn'd even now

i Faith.

Of one I danced withal.

[one calls within, Juliet.'] Nurse.

Anon, anon :-
Come, let 's away; the strangers all are gone.

[Exeunt.

Enter CHORUS.

Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie,
And
young
affection

gapes to be his heir ; That fair, for which love groan'd for, and would

die, With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is beloved, and loves again,

Alike bewitched by the charm of looks ; But to his foe supposed he must complain, And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful

hooks : Being held a foe, he may not have access

To breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; And she as much in love, her means much less

To meet her new-beloved any where : But passion lends them power, time means to

meet, Tempering extremities with extreme sweet. [Erit.

ACT II.

SCENE I.

An open place, adjoining Capulet's garden.

Enter ROMEO.

Ro. Can I go forward, when my heart is here? Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out.

[he climbs the wall, and leaps down within it.

Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIO.

Ben. Romeo ! my cousin Romeo !
Mer.

He is wise;
And, on my life, hath stolen him home to bed.
Ben. He ran this way, and leap'd this orchard

wall:
Call, good Mercutio.
Mer.

Nay, I'll conjure too.
Romeo ! humors ! madman! passion! lover!
Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh,
Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied :
Cry but-Ah me! couple but-love and dove ;
Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word,
One nickname for her purblind son and heir,
Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,
When king Cophetua loved the beggar-maid.

1 In allusion to the old ballad of the king and the beggar.

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