_Fr_: I gesse she will indeed, Youths loue is quicke, swifter than swiftest speed. 10 _Enter Iuliet somewhat fast, and embraceth Romeo._ See where she comes. So light of foote nere hurts the troden flower: Of loue and ioy, see see the soueraigne power. _Iul: Romeo._ _Rom_: My _Iuliet_ welcome. As doo waking eyes 15 (Cloasd in Nights mysts) attend the frolicke Day, So _Romeo_ hath expected _Iuliet_, And thou art come. _Jul_: I am (if I be Day) Come to my Sunne: shine foorth, and make me faire. 20 _Rom_: All beauteous fairnes dwelleth in thine eyes. _Iul: Romeo_ from thine all brightnes doth arise. _Fr_: Come wantons, come, the stealing houres do passe Defer imbracements till some fitrer time, Part for a while, you shall not be alone, 25 Till holy Church haue ioynd ye both in one. _Rom_: Lead holy Father, all delay seemes long. _Iul_: Make hast, make hast, this lingring doth vs wrong. _Fr_: O, soft and faire makes sweetest worke they say. Hast is a common hindrer in crosse way. _Exeunt omnes._ 30 [Sidenote: [SC. XI.]] _Enter Benuolio, Mercutio._ _Ben_: I pree thee good _Mercutio_ lets retire, The day is hot, the _Capels_ are abroad. _Mer_: Thou art like one of those, that when hee comes into the confines of a tauerne, claps me his rapier on the boord, and sayes, God send me no need of thee: and by 5 the operation of the next cup of wine, he drawes it on the drawer, when indeed there is no need. _Ben_: Am I like such a one? _Mer_: Go too, thou art as hot a Iacke being mooude, and as soone mooude to be moodie, and as soone moodie to 10 be mooud. _Ben_: And what too? _Mer_: Nay, and there were two such, wee should haue none shortly. Didst not thou fall out with a man for cracking of nuts, hauing no other reason, but because thou hadst 15 hasill eyes? what eye but such an eye would haue pickt out such a quarrell? With another for coughing, because hee wakd thy dogge that lay a sleepe in the Sunne? With a Taylor for wearing his new dublet before Easter: and with another for tying his new shoes with olde ribands. And yet thou wilt forbid me of quarrelling. _Ben_: By my head heere comes a _Capolet_. _Enter Tybalt._ _Mer_: By my heele I care not. _Tyb_: Gentlemen a word with one of you. _Mer_: But one word with one of vs? You had best couple 25 it with somewhat, and make it a word and a blow. _Tyb_: I am apt enough to that if I haue occasion. _Mer_: Could you not take occasion? _Tyb: Mercutio_ thou consorts with _Romeo_?