318231Liuia, Seigneur Valentio and his Cosen Tibalt, Lucio

319232and the liuelie Hellena.

320233A faire assembly, whether should they come?

321234Ser: Vp.

322235Ro: Whether to supper?

323236Ser: To our house.

324237Ro: Whose house?

325238Ser: My Masters.

326239Ro: Indeed I should haue askt thee that before.

327240Ser: Now il'e tell you without asking. My Master is

328241the great rich Capulet, and if you be not of the house of

329242Mountagues, I pray come and crush a cup of wine. Rest

330243you merrie.

331244Ben: At this same auncient feast of Capulets,

332245Sups the faire Rosaline whom thou so loues:

333246With all the admired beauties of Verona,

334247Goe thither and with vnattainted eye,

335248Compare her face with some that I shall shew,

336249And I will make thee thinke thy swan a crow.

337250Ro: When the deuout religion of mine eye

338251Maintaines such falshood, then turne teares to fire,

339252And these who often drownde could neuer die,

340253Transparent Heretiques be burnt for liers

341254One fairer than my loue, the all seeing sonne

342255Nere saw her match, since first the world begun.

343256Ben: Tut you saw her faire none els being by,

344257Her selfe poysd with her selfe in either eye:

345258But in that Cristall scales let there be waide,

346259Your Ladyes loue, against some other maide

347260That I will shew you shining at this feast,

348261And she shall scant shew well that now seemes best.

349262Rom: Ile goe along no such sight to be showne,