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Nurse:
Out upon you! What a man are you?
Romeo:
One, gentlewoman, that God hath made for himself to mar.
Nurse:
By my troth, it is well said; for himself to mar, quoth a? Gentlemen, can any of you tell me where I may find the young Romeo?
Romeo:
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.
Mercutio:
Yea, is the worst well? Very well took, i’faith; wisely, wisely.
Nurse:
If you be he, sir, I desire some confidence with you.
Benvolio:
She will endite him to some supper.
Mercutio:
A bawd, a bawd, a bawd! So ho!
Romeo:
What hast thou found?
Mercutio:
No hare, sir; unless a hare, sir, in a lenten pie, that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent.
(Sings.)
An old hare hoar,
And an old hare hoar,
Is very good meat in Lent;
But a hare that is hoar
Is too much for a score
When it hoars ere it be spent.
Romeo, will you come to your father’s? We’ll to dinner thither.
Romeo:
I will follow you.
Mercutio:
Farewell, ancient lady; farewell, lady, lady, lady.
(Exeunt Mercutio and Benvolio.)
Nurse:
I pray you, sir, what saucy merchant was this that was so full of his ropery?
Romeo:
A gentleman, Nurse, that loves to hear himself talk, and will speak more in a minute than he will stand to in a month.
Nurse:
And a speak anything against me, I’ll take him down, and a were lustier than he is, and twenty such Jacks. And if I cannot, I’ll find those that shall. Scurvy knave! I am none of his flirt-gills; I am none of his skains-mates.—And thou must stand by too and suffer every knave to use me at his pleasure!
Peter:
I saw no man use you at his pleasure; if I had, my weapon should quickly have been out. I warrant you, I dare draw as soon as another man, if I see occasion in a good quarrel, and the law on my side.