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
_Mer._ Why, is not this better now than groaning for[594][612]
love? now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now art[594][613]
thou what thou art, by art as well as by nature: for this[594]
drivelling love is like a great natural, that runs lolling up[594]
and down to hide his bauble in a hole.[594][614] 85
_Ben._ Stop there, stop there.[594]
_Mer._ Thou desirest me to stop in my tale against the[594]
hair.[594]
_Ben._ Thou wouldst else have made thy tale large.[594]
_Mer._ O, thou art deceived; I would have made it[594] 90
short: for I was come to the whole depth of my tale, and[594][615]
meant indeed to occupy the argument no longer.[594]
_Rom._ Here's goodly gear![616]
_Enter_ Nurse _and_ Peter.
_Mer._ A sail, a sail![617]
_Ben._ Two, two; a shirt and a smock.[618] 95
_Nurse._ Peter!
_Peter._ Anon?
_Nurse._ My fan, Peter.
_Mer._ Good Peter, to hide her face; for her fan's the[619][620]
fairer of the two.[620][621] 100
_Nurse._ God ye good morrow, gentlemen.
_Mer._ God ye good den, fair gentlewoman.[622]
_Nurse._ Is it good den?[623]
_Mer._ 'Tis no less, I tell you; for the bawdy hand of[624]
the dial is now upon the prick of noon. 105
_Nurse._ Out upon you! what a man are you!
_Rom._ One, gentlewoman, that God hath made himself[625]
to mar.
_Nurse._ By my troth, it is well said; 'for himself to[626]
mar,' quoth a'? Gentlemen, can any of you tell me where[627] 110
I may find the young Romeo?[628]
_Rom._ I can tell you; but young Romeo will be older
when you have found him than he was when you sought
him: I am the youngest of that name, for fault of a worse.
_Nurse._ You say well. 115
_Mer._ Yea, is the worst well? very well took, i' faith;
wisely, wisely.
_Nurse._ If you be he, sir, I desire some confidence with[629]
you.
_Ben._ She will indite him to some supper.[630] 120
_Mer._ A bawd, a bawd, a bawd! So ho!
_Rom._ What hast thou found?[631]
_Mer._ No hare, sir; unless a hare, sir, in a lenten pie,[631]
that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent.[631][632] [_Sings._
An old hare hoar,[631][633] 125
And an old hare hoar,[631][633]
Is very good meat in lent:[631][633]
But a hare that is hoar,[631][633]
Is too much for a score,[631][633]
When it hoars ere it be spent.[631][633] 130
Romeo, will you come to your father's? we'll to dinner thither.
_Rom._ I will follow you.
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