_Cap._ Content thee, gentle coz, let him alone, He bears him like a portly gentleman;[352] And, to say truth, Verona brags of him 65 To be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth: I would not for the wealth of all this town[353] Here in my house do him disparagement: Therefore be patient, take no note of him: It is my will, the which if thou respect, 70 Show a fair presence and put off these frowns, An ill-beseeming semblance for a feast. _Tyb._ It fits, when such a villain is a guest:[354] I'll not endure him. _Cap._ He shall be endured: What, goodman boy! I say, he shall: go to;[355] 75 Am I the master here, or you? go to.[355][356] You'll not endure him! God shall mend my soul,[355] You'll make a mutiny among my guests![355][357] You will set cock-a-hoop! you'll be the man![355][358] _Tyb._ Why, uncle, 'tis a shame.[355] _Cap._ Go to, go to;[355] 80 You are a saucy boy: is't so, indeed?[355][359] This trick may chance to scathe you, I know what:[355] You must contrary me! marry, 'tis time.[360] Well said, my hearts! You are a princox; go:[360] Be quiet, or--More light, more light! For shame![361] 85 I'll make you quiet. What, cheerly, my hearts! _Tyb._ Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting Makes my flesh tremble in their different greeting. I will withdraw: but this intrusion shall, Now seeming sweet, convert to bitterest gall.[362] [_Exit._ 90 _Rom._ [_To Juliet_] If I profane with my unworthiest hand[363] This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this,[364] My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand[365] To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. _Jul._ Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,[366] 95 Which mannerly devotion shows in this; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,[367] And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. _Rom._ Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? _Jul._ Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. 100 _Rom._ O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. _Jul._ Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.[368][369] _Rom._ Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.[368][370] Thus from my lips by thine my sin is purged.[368][371] 105 [_Kissing her._ _Jul._ Then have my lips the sin that they have took.[368][372] _Rom._ Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged![368] Give me my sin again.[368][373] _Jul._ You kiss by the book. _Nurse._ Madam, your mother craves a word with you. _Rom._ What is her mother?