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Madam, the guests are          come, supper served          up, you

called, my young lady asked for, the nurse cursed in

the pantry, and every thing in extremity. I must

hence to wait; I beseech      you, follow straight.

Lady Capulet

We follow thee. Juliet, the county stays.

Nurse

Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days.

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Nurse

No less!  Nay, bigger; women grow by men.

Lady Capulet

Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love?

Juliet

I'll look to like, if looking liking move.

But no more deep will I indart mine eye

Than your consent gives strength to make it fly.

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Lady Capulet

Well, think of marriage now. Younger than you

Here in Verona, ladies of esteem,

Are made already mothers. By my count,

I was your mother much upon these years

That you are now a maid. Thus then in brief,

The valiant Paris seeks you for his love.

Nurse

A man, young lady! Lady, such a man

As all the world — why, he's a man of wax.

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Nurse

Peace, I have done. God mark thee to his grace,

Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed.

An I might live to see thee married once,

I have my wish.

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'Yea,' quoth my husband, 'fall'st upon thy face?

Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age;

Wilt thou not, Jule?' it stinted and said 'Ay.'

Juliet

And stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I.

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- 'Wilt thou not, Jule?' quoth he;

And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay.'

Lady Capulet

- Enough of this; I pray thee, hold thy peace.

Nurse

- Yes, madam. Yet I cannot choose but laugh,

To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.'

And yet, I warrant, it had upon its brow

A bump as big as a young cockerel's stone;

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Mary, I remember it well.

'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years.

And she was wean'd, — I never shall forget it, —

Of all the days of the year, upon that day,

For I had then laid wormwood to my dug,

Sitting in the sun under the dove-house wall.

My lord and you were then at Mantua: —

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Nurse, come back again.

I have remember'd me, thou's hear our counsel.

Thou know'st my daughter's of a pretty age.

Nurse

Faith, I can tell her age unto an hour.

Lady Capulet

She's not fourteen.

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Juliet                            How now! Who calls?

Nurse

Your mother.

Juliet

Madam, I am here. What is   your will?

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Nurse, where's my daughter? Call her forth to me.

Nurse

Now, by my maidenhead at twelve year old,

I bade her come. What, lamb! What, ladybird!

God forbid! Where's this girl? What, Juliet!

[Enter Juliet]