of Romeo and Iuliet.
1089839Fr: For doating, not for louing, pupill mine.
1090840Rom: And bad
st me burie loue.
1092842To lay one in another out to haue.
1093843Rom: I pree thee chide not,
she whom I loue now
1094844Doth grace for grace, and loue for loue allow:
1097847Thy loue did read by rote, and could not
spell,
1098848But come yong Wauerer, come goe with mee,
1099849In one re
spe
ct Ile thy a
ssi
stant bee:
1100850For this alliaunce may
so happie proue,
1101851To turne your Hou
sholds rancour to pure loue.
Exeunt.
1106853Mer: Why whats become of
Romeo? came he not
1108855Ben: Not to his Fathers, I
spake with his man.
1109856Mer: Ah that
same pale hard hearted wench, that
Ro- (saline 1110857Torments him
so, that he will
sure run mad.
1111858Mer: Tybalt the Kin
sman of olde
Capolet 1112859Hath
sent a Letter to his Fathers Hou
se:
1115862Mer: I, anie man that can write may an
swere a letter.
1116863Ben: Nay, he will an
swere the letters ma
ster if hee bee
1118865Mer: Who,
Romeo? why he is alreadie dead:
stabd
1119866with a white wenches blacke eye,
shot thorough the eare
1120867with a loue
song, the verie pinne of his heart cleft with the
1121868blinde bow-boyes but-
shaft. And is he a man to encounter
1124871Mer: More than the prince of cattes I can tell you. Oh
1125872he is the couragious captaine of complements. Cat
so, he
E fights