_Nurse._ Now God in heaven bless thee! Hark you, sir. _Rom._ What say'st thou, my dear nurse?[658] _Nurse._ Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say,[659][660] 185 Two may keep counsel, putting one away?[659][661] _Rom._ I warrant thee, my man's as true as steel.[662] _Nurse._ Well, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady--Lord,[663] Lord! when 'twas a little prating thing--O, there is[663] a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would fain lay knife[663] 190 aboard; but she, good soul, had as lief see a toad, a very[663][664] toad, as see him. I anger her sometimes, and tell her that[663][665] Paris is the properer man; but, I'll warrant you, when I[663] say so, she looks as pale as any clout in the versal world.[663][666] Doth not rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter?[663] 195 _Rom._ Ay, nurse; what of that? both with an R.[663] _Nurse._ Ah, mocker! that's the dog's name; R is for[663][667][668] the--No; I know it begins with some other letter--and[663][668][669] she hath the prettiest sententious of it, of you and rosemary,[663] that it would do you good to hear it.[663][670] 200 _Rom._ Commend me to thy lady.[663][671] _Nurse._ Ay, a thousand times. [_Exit Romeo._] Peter![663][672] _Pet._ Anon![663][673] _Nurse._ Peter, take my fan, and go before, and apace.[663][674] [_Exeunt._ SCENE V. _Capulet's orchard._[675] _Enter_ JULIET. _Jul._ The clock struck nine when I did send the nurse; In half an hour she promised to return.[676] Perchance she cannot meet him: that's not so. O, she is lame! love's heralds should be thoughts,[677] Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams[678] 5 Driving back shadows over louring hills:[679] Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love,[680] And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.[681] Now is the sun upon the highmost hill Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve 10 Is three long hours; yet she is not come.[682] Had she affections and warm youthful blood, She would be as swift in motion as a ball;[683] My words would bandy her to my sweet love, And his to me:[684][685] 15 But old folks, many feign as they were dead;[685][686] Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead.[687] _Enter_ Nurse, _with_ Peter.[688] O God, she comes! O honey nurse, what news?[689] Hast thou met with him? Send thy man away. _Nurse._ Peter, stay at the gate.[690] [_Exit Peter._ 20 _Jul._ Now, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad?[691] Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily;[692][693] If good, thou shamest the music of sweet news[692][694] By playing it to me with so sour a face.[692]