Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cap. I marrie go I say, and fetch him hither.
Cap. Now afore God, this reueren'd holy Frier,
Cap. All our whole Cittie is much bound to him.
Iul. Iul.
Iul. Nurse will you goe with me into my Closet,
Iul. To helpe me sort such needfull ornaments,
Iul. As you thinke fit to furnish me to morrow?
Mo. Mo.
Mo. No not till Thursday, there's time inough.
Fa. Fa.
Fa. Go Nurse, go with her,
Fa. Weele to Church to morrow.
Fa. Exeunt Iuliet and Nurse.
Mo. We shall be short in our prouision,
Mo. 'Tis now neere night.
Fa. Tush, I will stirre about,
Fa. And all things shall be well, I warrant thee wife:
Fa. Go thou to Iuliet, helpe to decke vp her,