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Tush! I will stir about, And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife : Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up I 'll not to bed to-night ;-let me alone; I'll play the housewife for this once.—What, ho !They are all forth : well, I will walk myself To county Paris, to prepare Against to-morrow: my heart is wondrous light, Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd.
Enter JULIET and NURSE.
Ju. Ay, those attires are best :-but, gentle
nurse, I pray thee, leave me to myself to-night; For I have need of many orisons To move the heavens to smile upon my state, Which, well thou know'st, is cross and full of sin.
.Enter LADY CAPULET. L. Cap. What, are you busy? do you need my
help? Ju. No, madam ; we have cullid such necessaries As are behoveful for our state to-morrow. So please you, let me now be left alone, And let the nurse this night sit up
you; For, I am sure, you have your hands full all In this so sudden business.
[Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse. Ju. Farewell !-God knows, when we shall meet
[laying down a dagger.
As in a vault, an ancient receptacle,
[she throws herself on the bed.
1 This plant was vulgarly supposed to possess a degree of animal life; and, when torn from the ground, to atter a groan fatal to him that pulled it up.
Enter LADY CAPULET and NURSE.
L. Cap. Hold, take these keys, and fetch more
Go, go, you cot-quean, go;
you to bed : faith, you 'll be sick to-morrow
Cap. No, not a whit: what! I have watch'd ere
All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick.
L. Cap. Ay, you have been a inouse-hunt 3 in
But I will watch you from such watching now.
[Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse. Cap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood !– Now,
' i. e. the room where the pastry was made. 2 A man who busies himself with women's occupations. 3 Mouse was an amorous term of endearment.
fellow, What's there?
Enter SERVANTS, with spits, logs, and baskets. i Ser. Things for the cook, sir; but I know not
what. Cap. Make haste, make haste. [Exit Servant.] —
Sirrah, fetch drier logs : Call Peter; he will show thee where they are. 2 Ser. I have a head, sir, that will find out
logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter. [Exit. Cap. Mass, and well said : a merry whoreson !
ha, Thou shalt be loggerhead.-Good faith, 'tis day : The county will be here with music straight,
[music within. For so he said he would. I hear him near.Nurse !-wife !—what, ho !-what, nurse, I say!
Go, waken Juliet; go, and trim her up;