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Mer. Why, is not this better, than groaning for love ? Now thou art fociable ; now art thou Romeo ;. now art thou what thou art, by art, as well as by nature; for this drivelling love is like a great Natural, that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole.
Ben. Stop there, stop there.
Mer. Thou desirest me to stop in my tale, against the hair.
Ben. Thou wouldít else have made thy tale large.
Mer. O, thou art deceiv'd, I would have made it short; for I was come to the whole depth of my tale, and meant, indeed, to occupy the argument no longer,
Enter Nurse, and Peter ber Man.
Rom. Here's goodly Geer; a Sail ! a Sail !
Mer. Do, good Peter, to hide her face: for her fan's the fairer of the two.
Nurse. God ye good-morrow, gentlemen.
Mer. 'Tis no less, I tell you ; for the bawdy hand of the dial is now upon the prick of noon.
Nurse. Out upon you! what a man are you?
Rom. One, gentlewoman, that God hath made himself to mar.
Nurse. By my troth, it is well said. For himself to mar, quotha ? Gentlemen, can any of
you where I may find the young Romeo. Rom. I can tell
you. But young Romeo will be older when you have found him, than he was when
you fought him. I am the youngest of that name, for fault of a worse,
Nurse. You say well.
Mer. Yea, is the worst well ?
Nurse. If you be he, Sir,
Ben. She will indite him to fome supper.
Mer. 3 No hare, Sir, unless a hare, Sir, in a lenten pye, that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent. An old hare hoar, and an old hare hoar, is very good
meat in Lent, But a hare, that is hoar, is too much for a score, when
it hoars ere it be spent. Romeo, will you come to your father's ? we'll to dine ner thither. Rom. I will follow
you. Mer. Farewel, ancient lady : Farewel, lady, lady. lady.
[Exeunt Mercutio, Benvolio. Nurse. I pray you, Sir, what faucy merchant was this, that was so full of his ropery?
Rom. A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himfelf talk, and will speak more in a minute, than he will stand to in a month.
Nurse. An a speak any thing against me, I'll take him down an' he were lustier than he is, and twenty such Jacks : and if I cannot, l'll find those that shall. Scurvy knave, I am none of his flirt-gills; I am
**3 No bare, sir,] Mercutio ha. No hare, &c. The rest is a seving roared out, so ho! the cry ries of quibbles unworthy of exof the sportsmen when they ftait planation, which he who does not a hare; Romeo aks vhat he has understand, nerds nor lamenc his found, And Mercutio answers, ignorance.
none of his skains-mates. And thou must stand by too, and suffer every knave to use me at his pleasure ?
[To her man, Pet. I saw no man use you at his pleafure : if I had, my weapon should quickly have been out, I war
I dare draw as foon as another man, if I fee occasion in a good quarrel, and the law on my side.
Nurse. Now, afore God, I am so vext, that every part about me quivers. Scurvy knave! Pray you, Sir, a word : and as I told you, my young lady bid me enquire you out ; what she bid me say, I will keep to myself. But first let me tell
should lead her into a fool's paradise, as they fay, it were a very grofs kind of behaviour, as they fay, 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.
Rom. Commend me to thy lady and mistress, I protest unto thce
Nurse. Good heart, and, i'faith, I will tell her as much. Lord, Lord, she will be a joyful woman, : Rom. What will thou tell her, nurse? Thou dost not mark me.
Nurse. I will tell her, Sir, that you do proteft; which, as I take it, is a gentleman-like offer.
Rom. Bid her devise fome means to come to fhrift this afternoon: And there fhe shall at friar Laurence Cell Be fhriev'd and married. Here is for thy pains.
Nurse. No, truly, Sir, not a penny. I.Rom. Go to, I say, you shall.
Nurse. This afternoon, Sir? Well, the shall be there,
Rom. And stay, good nurse, behind the abby-wall: Within this hour my man shall be with thee,
4 None of his skains-11ates.] skains was some low play, and The word skains-mate, I do not skains-mate, a companion at such understand, but suppole iht play.
And bring thee cords, made s like a tackled stair,
. Now, God in heav'n bless thee! hark you,
Nurse, Is your man secret ? did you ne'er hear say,
Rom. I warrant thee, my man's as true as steel.
Nurse. Well, Sing my mistress is the sweetest lady; Lord, Lord! when 'twas a little prating thing0,- there is a noble man in town, one Paris, that would fain lay knife aboard; but she, good soul, had as lieve see a toad, a very toad, as see him. I anger her sometimes, and tell her, that Peris is the properer man ; but I'll warrant you, when I say so, she looks as pale as any clout in the varfal World. Doth not Rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter?
6 Rom. Ay, nurse, what of that? both with an R. 7. Nurse. Ah, mocker! that's the dog's name. R is for thee? No; I know, it begins with another letter ;
*5i-like a tackled. fair,] Like prating filly creature; she says, ftairs of rope in the tackleof a hip. she will tell Romeo a good joke
6 Rom. Ai, nurse, what of about his mistress, and asks him, that? borb with an R.
whether Rosemary and Romeo do Nurse. Ay, m cker, that's the noi begin both with a letter : He dag's name. R is for the no, I says, yes, an R. She, who, we know it begins with no other let- must suppose, could not read, ter ;] I believe, I have rectified thought he had mock'd her, and this odd ftuff ; but it is a little says, No, sure, I know bettes: mortifying, that the fense, when our dog's name is R. yours befound, should not be worth the gins with another letter. This is pains of retrieving it.
natural enough, and in character. pfis indigna Tbeatris
R put her in mind of ihat found Seripia puder recitare, & nugis which is made by dogs when adderé pondus.
they snarl: and therefore, I preThe Nurse is represented as a fume, she says, that is the dog's
and she hath the prettiest fententious of it, of you and
Rom. Commend me to thy lady - [Exit Romeo,
the nurse :
name, R. in the schools, being folio A mocker, that's the dog's called the Dig's letter. Ben R is for the no, I know Johnson in his English grammar it begins with some other lettera says, F, is the log's letter, and in this copy the error is but kirreth in the fund.
small. Trad, Ab, mocker, that's Irriteta canis quod R. R. quam the doi's rame. R is for the plurima dicat.
Luci. nonce, I knew it begins with anWARBURTON.
other letter. For the nonce, us This passage is thus in tue old for fi:nie design, for a fly trick.