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Ben. Come, knock and enter ; and no sooner in, But every man betake him to his legs..
Rom. A torcit for me. Let wantons light of heart,
Rom. I dream'd a dream to-night.
things true. Mer. “O then I see Queen Mab hath been with you: • She is the fancy's midwife, and the comes · In shape no bigger than an agat-itone « On the fore finger of an alderman;.. • Drawn with a team of little atomies, . .Athwart mens' notes as they lie asleep: • Her waggon (pokes made of long spinners' legs; • The cover of the wings of grathoppers, • The traces of the smalleit spider's web; ** The collars of the moonsbine’s watry beams; • Her whip of cricket's bone; the lath of film • Her waggoner a small grey · Not half to big as a round little worm, • Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. • Her chariot' is an empty hazel mit, • Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, « Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers :
and look on.
Mer. Tut! dun's tbe mouse, the constable's own word;
Rum. Nay, that's not fo..
Rom. And we mean weil in going to this mark;
Mier. Why, may one afk ?
· And in this stage she gallops, night by night,
Because their breaths with sweet-meats tainted are.
Then dreams he of another benefice.
Sometimes the driveth o'er a soldier's neck, • And then he dreams of cutting foreign throats,
Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanith blades, • Of healthis five fathom deep; and then anon • Druns in his ears, at which he starts and wakes;
And being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, • And sleeps again. This is that very Mab
That plates the rancs of horses in the night,
and cakes the elf-locks in foul sluttish hairs,
Making them women of good carriage.
Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace;
Nier. True, I talk of dreams;
Ben. This wind you talk of, blows us from our felves;
Of a despised life clos'd in my breast,
[They march about the stuge, and exeunt. SCENE VI. Changes to a hall in Capulet's houfe.
Enter Servants, with napkins. 1 Ser. " Where's Fotpan, that he helps not to take away; he thift a trencher ! he scrape a trencher!
2 Ser. " When good manners thall lie all in one or “ two mens' hands, and they unwath'd too, 'tis a foul thing.
“ Away with the joint-stools, remove the " court-cup-board, look to the plate: good thcu, lave
me a piece of inarch-pane; and, as thou loveit me, " let the porter let in Susan Grindstone, and Neil.“ Antony, and Potpan
2 Ser. " Ay, boy, ready.
i Ser, “ You are look'd for, call'd for, ask'd for, and “ fought for, in the great chamber.
2 Ser.“ We cannot be here and there too; cheerly,
boys; be brisk a while, and the longer liver take 56 all.”
[Exeunt. S. CE N E VII. Enter all the Guests and Ladies, with the makers.., i Cap Welcome, Gentlemen. Ladies, that have
Unplagu'd with corns;. we'll have a bout with you. Ah me, my mistresses, which of
all Will now deny to dance ? the that makes dainty, I'll swear hath corns; am I come near you now? Welcome, all, Gentleman. I've seen the day That I have worn a visard, and could tell A whispering tale in a fair lady's ear, Such as would pleafe: 'tis gone; 'tis gone; 'tis gone!
[liufic plays, and they dance More light, ye knaves, and turn the tables up; And quench the fire, the room is grown too hot. * uit, for co. 1,6, way; nct lov: juit.
Ah, firrah, this unlook’d-for sport comes well.
2 Cap. By'r lady, thirty years.
i Cap. What, man ! 'tis not so much, 'tis not lo Tis since the nuptial of Lucentio,
[much; Come Pentecost as quickly as it will, Some five and twenty years, and then we mask'd.
2 Cap. 'Tis more, 'tis more ; his son is elder, Sir: His fon is thirty.
i Cap. Will you tell me that? His fon was but a ward two years ago."
Rom. What lady's that which doth enrich the hand Of yonder knight?
Ser. I know not, Sir.
Rom. O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright;
Tyb. This by his voice should be a Montague.
Cap. Why, how now, kinsman, wherefore storm
Tyb. Uncle, this is a Montague, our foe :
Cap. Young Romeo, is't?
Cap. Content thee, gentle coz, let him alone;
And, to say truth, Verona hrags of him,
* Tyb. It fits, when such a villain is a guest. I'll not endure him,
Cap. * He shall be endur'd. * • Be quiet, or (more light, more light, for shame), " I'll make you quietWhat cheerly, my hearts."
Tyb. Patience perforce, with wilful choler meeting, Makes my Aesh tremble in their different greeting. I will withdraw; but this intrusion (hall, Now seeming sweet, convert to bitter gall. Rom. If I profane with my unworthy hand [To Juliet.
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this ; My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand,
To finooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Jul. Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too
Which mannerly devotion thews in this; (much, For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palni to palm is holy palmers' kiss. Roin. Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? Juli Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer, Rom. O then, dear faint, let lips do what hands do. They pray, (grant thou), leit faith turn to despair +
Nurse. Cap. “ He shall be endur'd.
What, goodman boylsay, he shall. Go to me “ Am I the master herp, or you ? go to “ Yu'll not endure him! God shall mend my soul, “ You'll make a nutiny among my guests! “ You will fet cock-a-hoop! you'll be the man?”
Tyb. Why, uncle, 'tis a shame.
Cap. “ Go to, 890, “ You are a lucy boy
is't ro, indeed ?
+ ** turn to despair,
for prayers' lake,