696520her daughter that you talkt withall, I tell you, he that can

697521lay hold of her shall haue the chinkes.

699522Rom: Is she a Mountague? Oh deare account,

700523My life is my foes thrall.

703524Ca: Nay gentlemen prepare not to be gone,

704525We haue a trifling foolish banquet towards.

705527I pray you let me intreat you. Is it so?

706528Well then I thanke you honest Gentlemen,

706.1529I promise you but for your company,

706.2530I would haue bin a bed an houre agoe:

706.3531Light to my chamber hoe.

711533Iul: Nurse, what is yonder Gentleman?

712534Nur: The sonne and heire of old Tiberio.

713535Iul: Whats he that now is going out of dore?

714536Nur: That as I thinke is yong Petruchio.

715537Iul: Whats he that followes there that would not (dance?

716538Nur: I know not.

717539Iul: Goe learne his name, if he be maried,

718540My graue is like to be my wedding bed.

719541Nur: His name is Romeo and a Mountague, the onely

720542sonne of your great enemie.

721543Iul: My onely Loue sprung from my onely hate,

722544Too early seene vnknowne, and knowne too late:

723545Prodigious birth of loue is this to me,

724546That I should loue a loathed enemie.

725547Nurse: Whats this? whats that?

726548Iul: Nothing Nurse but a rime I learnt euen now of

727549oue I danct with.

730550Nurse: Come your mother staies for you, Ile goe a long

730.1551with you. Exeunt.

[C4] Enter