NURSE: I desire some confidence with you.

MERCUTIO: A bawd, a bawd, a bawd! So ho! Romeo! Romeo! Romeo! Will you come to your father's? We'll to dinner, thither.

ROMEO: I will follow you.

MERCUTIO: Farewell, ancient lady; farewell!

NURSE: If ye should lead her into a fool's paradise, as they say, it were a very gross kind of behavior, as they say: for the lady is young; and, therefore, if you should deal double with her, truly it were an ill thing, and very weak dealing.

ROMEO: Bid her to come to confession this afternoon; And there she shall at Father Laurence' cell Be shrived and married.

JULIET: O honey nurse, what news? Nurse?

NURSE: I am a-weary, give me leave awhile: Fie, how my bones ache! what a jaunt have I!

JULIET: I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news: Come, I pray thee, speak.

NURSE: What haste? Can you not stay awhile? Do you not see that I am out of breath?

JULIET: How art thou out of breath, when thou hast breath To say to me that thou art out of breath? Is the news good, or bad? answer to that.

NURSE: Well, you have made a simple choice; you know not how to choose a man: Romeo! no, not he; though his face be better than any man's, yet his leg excels all men's; and for a hand, and a foot, and a body.

JULIET: But all this did I know before. What says he of our marriage? What of that?

NURSE: Lord, how my head aches! What a head have I! O, my back! Other' other side,--O, my back.

JULIET: I' faith, I am sorry that thou art not well. Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love?

NURSE: Your love says, like an honest gentleman, and a courteous, and a kind, and a handsome, and, I warrant, a virtuous,-- Where is your Mother?

JULIET: Where is my mother! How oddly thou repliest! Your love says, like an honest gentleman, Where is your mother?

NURSE: O lady dear! Are you so hot? Henceforth, do your messages yourself.

JULIET: Here's such a coil! Come, what says Romeo?

NURSE: Have you got leave to go to confession to-day?

JULIET: I have.

NURSE: Then hie you hence to Father Laurence' cell; There stays a husband to make you a wife!

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