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One fairer than my love! the all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match, since first the world begu.
Ben. Tut! you saw her fair, none else being by, Herself pois’d with herself in either eye: But in those crystal scales, let there be weigh'd Your lady's love against some other maid That I will show you, shining at this feast, And she shall scant show well, that now shows best.
Rom. I'll go along, no such sight to be shown, But to rejoice in splendour of mine own. [E.reunt.
A ROOM IN CAPULET'S HOUSE.
Enter Lady Capulet and Nurse. La. Cap. Nurse, where's my daughter? call her
forth to me. Nurse. Now, by my maiden-head,-at twelve
year old, I bade her come.-What, lamb! what, lady-bird !God forbid !-where's this girl?—what, Juliet!
Jul. How now, who calls?
Madam, I am here. What is
will? La. Cap. This is the matter:-Nurse, give leave
a-while, We must talk in secret.---Nurse, come back again;
I have remember'd me, thou shalt hear our counsel.
Nurse. ʼFaith, I can tell her age unto an hour.
I'll lay fourteen of my teeth,
A fortnight, and odd days.
For even the day before, she broke her brow: And then my husband-God be with his soul! 'A was a merry man ;-took
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 holy-dam, 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 years, I never should forget it; IVilt thou not, Jule? quoth
he: And, pretty fool, it stinted, and said-Ay. La. Cap. Enough of this; I pray thee, hold thy
peace. Nurse. Yes, madam; Yet I cannot choose but
Jul. And stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I.
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'd
say, thou hadst suck'd wisdom from thy teat. La. Cap. Well, think of marriage now; younger
Here in Verona, ladies of esteem,
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.
La. Cap. Verona's summer hath not such a flower. Nurse. Nay, he's a flower; in faith, a very
La. Cap. What say you? can you love the gen
Nurse. No less? nay, bigger; women.grow by
La. Cap. Speak briefly, can you like of Paris'
Enter a Servant.
Sero. Madam, the guests are come, supper served up, you call’d, my young lady ask'd for, the nurse cursed in the pantry, and every thing in extremity. I must hence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. La. Cap. We follow thee.—Juliet, the county
stays. Nurse. Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy
Enter Romeo, Mercutio, Bendolio, with five or sir
Maskers, Torch-bearers, and Others. Rom. What, shall this speech be spoke for our
Ben. The date is out of such prolixity: