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  • Title: Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 2, 1599)
  • Editor: Roger Apfelbaum
  • ISBN: 1-55058-299-2

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Roger Apfelbaum
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    Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 2, 1599)

    of Romeo and Iuliet.
    Iu. Giue me, giue me, O tell not me of feare
    Fri. Hold get you gone, be strong and prosperous
    In this resolue, ile send a Frier with speed
    To Mantua, with my Letters to thy Lord.
    2420Iu. Loue giue me strength, and strength shall helpe afford:
    Farewell deare father. (Exit.
    Enter Father Capulet, Mother, Nurse, and
    Seruing men, two or three.
    2425Ca. So many guests inuite as here are writ,
    Sirrah, go hire me twentie cunning Cookes.
    Ser. You shall haue none ill sir, for ile trie if they can lick their
    Capu. How canst thou trie them so?
    2430 Ser. Marrie sir, tis an ill Cooke that cannot lick his owne fin-
    gers: therefore hee that cannot lick his fingers goes not with
    Ca. Go be gone, we shall be much vnfurnisht for this time:
    What is my daughter gone to Frier Lawrence?
    2435Nur. I forsooth.
    Cap. Well, he may chance to do some good on her,
    A peeuish selfewieldhar lottry it is.
    Enter Iuliet.
    Nur. See where she comes from shrift with merie looke.
    Ca. How now my headstrong, where haue you bin gadding?
    Iu. Where I haue learnt me to repent the sin
    Of disobedient opposition,
    2445To you and your behests, and am enioynd
    By holy Lawrence, to fall prostrate here,
    To beg your pardon, pardon I beseech you,
    Henceforward I am euer rulde by you.
    Ca. Send for the Countie, go tell him of this,
    2450Ile haue this knot knit vp to morrow morning.
    Iu. I met the youthfull Lord at Lawrence Cell,
    And gaue him what becomd loue I might,
    Not stepping ore the bounds of modestie.
    Cap. Why I am glad ont, this is wel, stand vp,
    2455This is ast should be, let me see the Countie:
    I marrie go I say and fetch him hither.