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Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica:
Go, go, you cot-quean, go,
Cap. No, not a whit; What! I have watch'd ere
All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick.
La. Cap. Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in
But I will watch you from such watching now.
[Exeunt Lady CAPULET and Nurse. Cap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood !--Now,
fellow, What's there?
Enter Servants, with Spits, Logs, and Baskets. 1 Serv. Things for the cook, sir; but I know not
what. Cap. Make haste, make haste. [Exit 1 Serv.]
Sirrah, fetch drier logs;
2 Serv. I have a head, sir, that will find out logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter. [Exit. Cap. 'Mass, and well said; A merry whoreson!
ha, Thou shalt be logger-head.-Good faith, 'tis day:
be extinguished, the morning bell ordered them to be lighted again. In short, the ringing of those two bells was a manifest and essential service to people who had scarcely any other means of measuring their time. Ritson.
a mouse-hunt in your time;] In Norfolk, and many other parts of England, the cant term for a weasel isma mousehunt. The intrigues of this animal, like those of the cat kind, are usually carried on during the night. This circumstance will account for the appellation which Lady Capulet allows her husband to have formerly deserved.
The county will be here with musick straight,
[Musick within. For so he said he would. I hear him near :Nurse_Wife!-what, ho!—what, nurse, I say!
Go, waken Juliet, go, and trim her up;
and chat with Paris: Hie, make haste, Make haste! the bridegroom he is come already: Make haste, I say!
Juliet's Chamber; JULIET on the Bed.
Nurse. Mistress !-what, mistress! -Juliet !fast,
I warrant her, she: Why, lamb!--why, lady!-fye, you slug-a-bed! Why, love, I say !--madam sweet-heart !-why,
bride! What, not a word ?---you take your pennyworths
now; Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant, The county Paris hath set up his rest, That you
shall rest but little.-God forgive me, (Marry, and amen!) how sound is she asleep! I needs must wake her:-Madam, madam, madam! Ay, let the county take you
in He'll fright you up, i'faith.-Will it not be? What, drest! and in your clothes! and down again! I must needs wake you: Lady! lady! lady! Alas! alas !-Help! help! my lady's dead ! O, well-a-day, that ever I was born! Some aqua-vitæ, ho!--my lord! my lady!
Enter Lady CAPULET. La. Cap. What noise is here? Nurse.
O lamentable day! La. Cap. What is the matter? Nurse.
Look, look! O heavy day! La. Cap. O me, O me!-my child, my only life, Revive, look up, or I will die with thee! Help, help!-call help.
Enter CAPULET. Cap. For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is
come. Nurse. She's dead, deceas'd, she's dead; alack
the day! La. Cap. Alack the day! she's dead, she's dead,
Nurse. O lamentable day!
O woful time!
me wail, Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak.
Enter Friar LAURENCE and PARIS, with Musicians.
Fri. Come, is the bride ready to go to church?
Cap. Ready to go, but never to return: O son, the night before thy wedding day Hath death lain with thy bride:-See, there she lies, Flower as she was, deflowered by him.
Death is my son-in-law, death is my heir;
face, And doth it give me such a sight as this? La. Cap. Accurs’d, unhappy, wretched, hateful
Nurse. O woe! O woful, woful, woful day!
Par. Beguild, divorced, wronged, spited, slain!
Cap. Despis’d, distressed, hated, martyr'd, killd!
For 'twas your heaven, she should be advanc'd:
Cap. All things, that we ordained festival,
Fri. Sir, go you in,-and, madam, go with him;
sir Paris;- every one prepare To follow this fair corse unto her
grave: The heavens do low'r upon you, for some ill; Move them no more, by crossing their high will. [Exeunt CAPULET, Lady CAPULET, PARIS,
and Friar. 1 Mus. 'Faith, we may put up our pipes, and be gone.
Nurse. Honest good fellows, ah, put up, put up; For, well you know, this is a pitiful case.
[Exit Nurse. i Mus. Ay, by my troth, the case may be amended.
Enter PETER. Pet. Musicians, O, musicians, Heart's ease, heart's ease; O, an you will have me live, play-heart's ease. .