The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 7 of 9] — John Shaqi
The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 7 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 7 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,[274][298]
And being thus frighted swears a prayer or two,[274]
And sleeps again. This is that very Mab[274]
That plats the manes of horses in the night[274]
And bakes the elf-locks in foul sluttish hairs,[274][299] 90
Which once untangled much misfortune bodes:[274][300]
This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,
That presses them and learns them first to bear,
Making them women of good carriage:
This is she--
_Rom._ Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace![301] 95
Thou talk'st of nothing.
_Mer._ True, I talk of dreams;
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,
Which is as thin of substance as the air,
And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes[302] 100
Even now the frozen bosom of the north,
And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,
Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.[303]
_Ben._ This wind you talk of blows us from ourselves;
Supper is done, and we shall come too late. 105
_Rom._ I fear, too early: for my mind misgives
Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars,[304]
Shall bitterly begin his fearful date
With this night's revels, and expire the term
Of a despised life closed in my breast,[305] 110
By some vile forfeit of untimely death:
But He, that hath the steerage of my course,[306][307]
Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen.[307][308]
_Ben._ Strike, drum.[309] [_Exeunt._
SCENE V. _A hall in Capulet's house._[310]
Musicians _waiting. Enter_ Servingmen, _with napkins_.[311]
_First Serv._ Where's Potpan, that he helps not to take[312][313]
away? he shift a trencher! he scrape a trencher![313]
_Sec. Serv._ When good manners shall lie all in one or[314][315][316]
two men's hands, and they unwashed too, 'tis a foul thing.[315]
_First Serv._ Away with the joint-stools, remove the[312][317] 5
court-cupboard, look to the plate. Good thou, save me a[318]
piece of marchpane; and, as thou lovest me, let the porter[319]
let in Susan Grindstone and Nell. Antony, and Potpan![320]
_Sec. Serv._ Ay, boy, ready.[321]
_First Serv._ You are looked for and called for, asked[312][322] 10
for and sought for, in the great chamber.
_Third Serv._ We cannot be here and there too. Cheerly,[323][324]
boys; be brisk awhile, and the longer liver take all.[324][325]
[_They retire behind._
_Enter_ CAPULET, _with_ JULIET _and others of his house, meeting the_
Guests _and_ Maskers.
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