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One fairer than my love! the all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match, since first the world begun.
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. [Exeunt.
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!
Enter Juliet. Jul. How now, who calls? Nurse.
Your mother. Jul.
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. 'Faith, .I can tell her age unto an hour.
I'll lay fourteen of my tecth, And yet, to my teen be it spoken, I have but
She is not fourteen :-How long is it now
A fortnight, and odd days.
For even the day before, she broke her brow:
he: And, pretty fool, it stinted, and said-Ay. La. Cap. Enough of this; I pray thee, hold thy
Jul. And stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I.
La. Cap. Marry, that 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'
love? Jul. I'll look to like, if looking liking move: But no more deep will I endart mine
eye, Than your consent give strength to make it fly.
Enter a Servant.
Sero. Madam, the guests are come, supper served up, you callid, 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 days.
Enter Romeo, Mercutio, Benvolio, with five or sir
Maskers, Torch-bearers, and Others.
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,