So many guests invite as here are writ.

4.2.424262388Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.

You shall have none ill, sir, for I'll try if they can lick their 24282390fingers.

How canst thou try them so?

Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own 24312393fingers; therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with 24322394me.

Go, be gone. We shall be much unfurnished for this time.

4.2.924342396What, is my daughter gone to Friar Laurence?

Ay, forsooth.

Well, he may chance to do some good on her.

4.2.1224372399A peevish self-willed harlotry it is.

See where she comes from shrift with merry look.

How now, my headstrong, where have you been gadding?

Where I have learned me to repent the sin

4.2.1724442404Of disobedient opposition

4.2.1824452405To you and your behests, and am enjoined

4.2.1924462406By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here

4.2.2024472407To beg your pardon. Pardon, I beseech you;

4.2.2224482408Henceforward I am ever ruled by you.

Send for the County; go tell him of this.

4.2.2424502410I'll have this knot knit up tomorrow morning.

I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell

4.2.2624522412And gave him what becomèd love I might,

4.2.2724532413Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty.

Why, I am glad on't. This is well; stand up.

4.2.3024552415This is as't should be.--[Calls to Servants] Let me see the County.

4.2.3124562416Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither.

Now

4.2.3224572417Now, afore God, this reverend holy Friar,

4.2.3324582418All our whole city is much bound to him.

Nurse, will you go with me into my closet

4.2.3524602420To help me sort such needful ornaments

4.2.3624612421As you think fit to furnish me tomorrow?

No, not till Thursday, there is time enough.

Go, Nurse, go with her, we'll to church tomorrow.

We shall be short in our provision.

4.2.4124672426'Tis now near night.

Tush, I will stir about,

4.2.4324692428And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife.

4.2.4424702429Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her;

4.2.4524712430I'll not to bed tonight; let me alone.

4.2.4624722431I'll play the housewife for this once. What, ho!

4.2.4824732432They are all forth. Well, I will walk myself

4.2.4924742433To County Paris, to prepare up him

4.2.5024752434Against tomorrow. My heart is wondrous light

4.2.5124762435Since this same wayward girl is so reclaimed.