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were a very gross kind of behavior, 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.

Ro. Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protest unto thee,

Nurse. Good heart! and, i' faith, I will tell her as much.

Lord, lord, she will be a joyful woman. Ro. 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 gentlemanlike offer.

Ro. Bid her devise some means to come to shrift 1
This afternoon;
And there she shall, at friar Laurence' cell,
Be shrived and married. Here is for thy pains.

Nurse. No, truly, sir, not a penny.
Ro. Go to; I say, you shall.
Nurse. This afternoon, sir ? well, she shall be

there. Ro. And stay, good nurse, behind the abbey

wall :
Within this hour my man shall be with thee,
And bring thee cords made like a tackled stair ;
Which to the high top-gallant of my joy
Must be my convoy in the secret night.
Farewell !-Be trusty, and I'll quit thy pains :

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Farewell !--Commend me to thy mistress.

Nurse. Now God in heaven bless thee !-Hark

you, sir.

Ro. What say’st thou, my dear nurse?
Nurse. Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear

Two may keep counsel, putting one away?

Ro. I warrant thee; my man 's as true as steel.

Nurse. Well, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady-Lord, lord! when 'twas a little prating thing, -0,—there's a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would fain lay knife aboard; but she, good soul, had as lief 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?

Ro. 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. Ro. Commend me to thy lady.

Nurse. Ay, a thousand times.-Peter!
Peter. Anon?
Nurse. Peter, take my fan, and




Capulet's garden.


Ju. The clock struck nine when I did send the

nurse ; In half an hour she promised to return. Perchance, she cannot meet him :—that's not so.0, she is lame! Love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams, Driving back shadows over lowering hills : Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw Love, And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings. Now is the sun upon the highmost hill Of this day's journey; and from nine till twelve Is three long hours,—yet she is not come. Had she affections, and warm youthful blood, She'd be as swift in motion as a ball ; My words would bandy 1 her to my sweet love, And his to me: But old folks, many feign as they were dead; Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead.

Enter NURSE and PETER.

O God, she comes !-0 honey nurse, what news ? Hast thou met with him ? Send thy man away.

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