Enter ABRAM and BELTHASAR. Gre. How? turn thy back, and run? Gre. No, marry: I fear thee! Sam. Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin. Gre. I will frown, as I pass by; and let them take it as they list. Sam. Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them; which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it. Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, Sir? Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, Sir? Sam. No, Sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, Will they not hear?-what ho! you men, you That quench the fire of your pernicious rage Sum. If you do, Sir, I am for you; I serve Once more, on pain of death, all men depart. as good a man as you. Abr. No better. Sam. Well, Sir. Enter BENVOLIO, at a Distance. [Exeunt PRINCE, and Attendants; CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, TYBALT, CITIZENS, and Servants. Mon. Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach? Gre. Say-better; here comes one of my Speak, nephew, were you by when it began? master's kinsmen. Sam. Yes, better, Sir. Abr. You lie. Ben. Here were the servants of your adver sary, And yours, close fighting ere I did approach: to-day? Right glad I am, he was not at this fray. sun, Peer'dt forth the golden window of the east, Pursu'd my humour, not pursuing his, seen, [dew, Ben. My noble uncle, do you know the cause? Ben. Have you importun'd him by any means? But he, his own affections' counsellor, Enter ROMEO, at a distance. Ben. See, where he comes: So please you, I'll know his grievance, or be much denied. stay, To hear true shrift,-Come, madam, let's away. Ben. Good morrow, cousin. Rom. Not having that, which having, makes them short. Ben. In love? Rom. Out Ben. Of love? Rom. Out of her favour, where I am in love. Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will! was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. love: Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate! bealth! Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!- Ben. No, coz, I rather weep. Rom. Good heart, at what? Ben. At thy good heart's oppression. Rom. Why, such is love's transgression.- Doth add more grief to too much of mine own. [Going. Ben. Soft, I will go along; * This is not Romeo, he's some other where. In seriousness Rom. What, shall I groan, and tell thee? But sadly tell me, who. Rom. Bid a sick man in sadness make his Ah, word ill urg'd to one that is so ill!- Rom. A right good marksman!-And she's Ben. A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. harm'd. Rom. Well, in that hit, you miss: she'll not Rom. She hath, and in that sparing makes For beauty, starv'd with her severity, Ben. Be rul'd by me, forget to think of her. Ben. By giving liberty unto thine eyes; To call hers, exquisite, in question more: Being black, put us in mind they hide the fair He, that is strucken blind, cannot forget Farewell; thou canst not teach me to forget. SCENE II-A Street. Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and SERVANT. Par. Of honourable reckoningt are you both; My child is yet a stranger in the world, Cap. And too soon marr'd are those so early made. She is the hopeful lady of my earth: * I. c. What end does it answer? † Account, estimation, Come, go with me;-Go, Sirrah, trudge about 879 Sups the fair Rosaline, whom thou so lov'st; My house and welcome on their pleasure stay. [Exeunt CAPULET and PARIS. Serv. Find them out, whose names are writ-One fairer than my love! th' all-seeing sun ten here? It is written-that the shoemaker Ne'er saw her match, since first the world beshould meddle with his yard, and the tailor with his last, the fisher with his pencil, and gun. the painter with his nets; but I am sent to find those persons, whose names are here writ, and can never find what names the writing person hath here writ. I must to the learned: In good time. Ben. Tut! you saw her fair, none else be- Your lady's love against some other maid Rom. I'll go along, no such sight to be But to rejoice in splendour of mine own. [Exeunt. SCENE III-A Room in CAPULET'S House. Lu. Cap. Nurse, where's my daughter? call Nurse. Now, by my maidenhead,―at twelve year old,[bird!bade her come.-What, lamb! what, ladyGod forbid!-where's this girl?-what, Juliet! Enter JULIET. Rom. Not mad, but bound more than a mad-I man is: Shut up in prison, kept without my food, Whipp'd, and tormented, and -Good-e'en, good fellow. Serv. God gi' good e'en.-I pray, Sir, can you read? Rom. Ay, mine own fortune in my misery. Serv. Perhaps you have learn'd it without book: But I pray, can you read any thing you see? Serv. Ye say honestly; Rest you merry! [Reads. Signior Martino, and his wife, and daughters; County Anselme, and his beauteous sisters; The lady widow of Vitruvio; Signior Placentio, and his lovely nieces; Mercutio, and his brother Valentine; Mine uncle Capulet, his wife, and daugh. ters; My fair niece Rosaline; Livia; Signior To inherit, in the language of Shakspeare is to possess. + Estimation. La. Cap. A fortnight, and odd days. Nurse. Even or odd, of all days in the year, Come Lammas-eve at night, shall she be four teen. Susan and she,-God rest all Christian souls!— Of all the days of the year, upon that day: To bid me trudge. And since that time it is eleven years: For then she could stand alone; nay, by the rood,t She could have run and waddled all about. quoth he: And, pretty fool, it stinted, and said-Дy. La. Cap. Enough of this; I pray thee, hold thy peace. Nurse. Yes, madam; Yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying, and say-Ay: Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nurs'd: La. Cap. Marry, that marry is the very theme 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 flower. La. Cap. What say you? can you love the gentleman? This night you shall behold him at our feast: And see how one another lends content; Nurse. No less? nay, bigger; women grow by men. La. Cap. Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love? Jul. I'll look to like, if looking liking move: But no more deep will I endart mine eye, Than your consent gives strength to make it fly. Enter a SERVANT. Serv. Madam, the guests are come, supper served up, you called, my young lady asked 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 days. [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-A Street. Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six Maskers, Torch-bearers, and others. Rom. What, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse? Or shall we on without apology? Ben. The date is out of such prolixity: We'll have no Cupid hood-wink'd with a scarf, Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath, Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper; Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spoke After the prompter, for our entrance: We'll measure them a measure,¶ and be gone. But, let them measure us by what they will, Rom. Give me a torch,**-I am not for this ambling; Being but heavy, I will bear the light. Mer. Nay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. Rom. Not I, believe me: you have dancing shoes, With nimble soles: I have a soul of lead, Well made, as if he had been modelled in wax. The comments on ancient books were always printed in the margin. bim. 1. e. Is not yet caught, whose skin was wanted to band” 1. c. Long speeches are out of fashion. A scare-crow, a figure made up to frighten crows. ¶ A dance. ** A torch-bearer was a constant appendage to every troop of maskers Mer. You are a lover; borrow Cupid's | O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on wings, And soar with them above a common bound. Kom. I am too sore enpierced with his shaft, To soar with his light feathers; and so bound, I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe: Under love's heavy burden do I sink. Mer. And, to sink in it, should you burden love; Too great oppression for a tender thing. Mer. If love be rough with you, be rough with love; [down. Prick love for pricking, and you beat love Give me a case to put my visage in: [Putting on a Mask. A visor for a visor!-what care I, What curious eye doth quote* deformities? Here are the beetle-brows, shall blush for me. Ben. Come, knock, and enter; and no sooner But every man betake him to his legs. [in. Rom. A torch for me: let wantons, light of heart, Tickle the senseless rushest with their heels; If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mire Of this (save reverence) love, wherein thou stick'st Up to the ears.-Come, we burn day-light, ho. Rom. Nay, that's not so. Mer. I mean, Sir, in delay We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. Take our good meaning; for our judgement sits Five times in that, ere once in our five wits. Rom. And we mean well, in going to this But 'tis no wit to go. Mer. Why, may one ask? Rom. I dreamt a dream to-night. Rom. Well, what was yours? [mask; Rom. In bed, asleep, while they do dream things true. Mer. O, then, see, queen Mab hath been with you. The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers; * Observe. + It was anciently the custom to strew rooms with rushes. This is equivalent to phrases in common use.—I am done for, it is over with me. Awms. fees: O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream; Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues, Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are. Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose, bodes. This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs, That presses them, and learns them first to bear, Making them women of good carriage. Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy; Which is as thin of substance as the air; And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, ourselves; Supper is done, and we shall come too late. [Exeun.. SCENE V.-A Hall in CAPULET'S House. Musicians waiting. Enter SERVANTS. 1 Serv. Where's Potpan, that he helps no to take away? he shift a trencher! he scrape a trencher! 2 Serv. When good manners shall lie all in one or two men's hands, and they unwashed too, 'tis a foul thing. 1 Serv. Away with the joint-stools, remove the court-cupboard, look to the plate:-gooc thou, save me a piece of marchpane; and, a.. thou lovest me, let the porter let in Susas. Grindstone, and Nell.-Antony! and Potpan: 2 Serv. Ay, boy; ready. 1 Serv. You are looked for, and called for, asked for, and sought for, in the great chamber. 2 Serv. We cannot be here and there too.Cheerly, boys; be brisk a while, and the longer liver take all.' [They retire behind |