Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fri. Ascend her Chamber, hence and comfort her:
Fri. But looke thou stay not till the watch be set,
Fri. For then thou canst not passe to Mantua,
Fri. Where thou shalt liue till we can finde a time
Fri. To blaze your marriage, reconcile your Friends,
Fri. Beg pardon of thy Prince, and call thee backe,
Fri. With twenty hundred thousand times more ioy
Fri. Then thou went'st forth in lamentation.
Fri. Goe before Nurse, commend me to thy Lady,
Fri. And bid her hasten all the house to bed,
Fri. Which heauy sorrow makes them apt vnto.
Fri. Romeo is comming.
Nur. Nur.
Nur. O Lord, I could haue staid here all night,
Nur. To heare good counsell: oh what learning is!
Nur. My Lord Ile tell my Lady you will come.
Rom. Rom.
Rom. Do so, and bid my Sweete prepare to chide.
Nur. Heere sir, a Ring she bid me giue you sir: