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LADY CAPULET . Marry , that marry is the very theme I came to talk of . Tell me , daughter Juliet , How stands your disposition to be married ? JULIET . It is an honour that I dream not of . NURSE . An honour ! Were not I thine only nurse , I would say thou hadst suck’d wisdom from thy teat . 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 . LADY CAPULET . Verona’s summer hath not such a flower . NURSE . Nay , he’s a flower , in faith a very flower . LADY CAPULET . What say you , can you love the gentleman ? This night you shall behold him at our feast ; Read o’er the volume of young Paris ’ face , And find delight writ there with beauty’s pen . Examine every married lineament , And see how one another lends content ; And what obscur’d in this fair volume lies , Find written in the margent of his eyes . This precious book of love , this unbound lover , To beautify him , only lacks a cover : The fish lives in the sea ; and ’ tis much pride For fair without the fair within to hide . That book in many’s eyes doth share the glory , That in gold clasps locks in the golden story ; So shall you share all that he doth possess , By having him , making yourself no less . 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 endart mine eye Than your consent gives strength to make it fly . Enter a Servant . SERVANT . Madam , the guests are come , supper served up , you called , my young lady asked for , the Nurse cursed in the pantry , and everything in extremity . I must hence to wait , I beseech you follow straight . LADY CAPULET . We follow thee . [ Exit Servant . ] Juliet , the County stays . NURSE . Go , girl , seek happy nights to happy days . [ Exeunt . ] SCENE IV . A Street . Enter Romeo , Mercutio , Benvolio , with five or six Maskers ; Torch - bearers and others . ROMEO . What , shall this speech be spoke for our excuse ? Or shall we on without apology ? BENVOLIO . The date is out of such prolixity : We’ll have no Cupid hoodwink’d with a scarf , Bearing a Tartar’s painted bow of lath , Scaring the ladies like a crow - keeper ; Nor no without - book prologue , faintly spoke After the prompter , for our entrance : But let them measure us by what they will , We’ll measure them a measure , and be gone . ROMEO . Give me a torch , I am not for this ambling ; Being but heavy I will bear the light . MERCUTIO . Nay , gentle Romeo , we must have you dance .
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