The most lamentable Tragedie
690693Iuli. Youe ki
sse bith booke.
691694 Nur. Madam your mother craues a word with you.
694697Her mother is the Lady of the hou
se,
695698And a good Ladie, and a wi
se and vertuous,
696699I Nur
st her daughter that you talkt withall:
697700I tell you, he that can lay hold of her
700703O deare account! my life is my foes debt.
701704Ben. Away begon, the
sport is at the be
st.
702705Ro. I
so I feare, the more is my vnre
st.
703706Capu. Nay gentlemen prepare not to be gone,
704707We haue a tri
fling fooli
sh banquet towards:
705708Is it ene
so? why then I thanke you all.
706709I thanke you hone
st gentlemen, good night:
707710More torches here, come on, then lets to bed.
708711Ah
sirrah, by my faie it waxes late,
710713 Iuli. Come hither Nur
se, what is yond gentleman?
712714Nurs. The
sonne and heire of old
Tyberio. 713715Iuli. Whats he that now is going out of doore?
714716Nur. Marrie that I thinke be young
Petruchio. 715717 Iu. Whats he that follows here that wold not
dāce?
717719Iuli. Go aske his name, if he be married,
718720My graue is like to be my wedding bed.
719721Nurs. His name is
Romeo, and a
Mountague, 720722The onely
sonne of your great enemie.
721723Iuli. My onely loue
sprung from my onely hate,
722724Too earlie
seene, vnknowne, and knowne too late,
723725Prodigious birth of loue it is to mee,
724726That I mu
st loue a loathed enemie.
725727Nurs. Whats tis? whats tis
Iu. A