Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Nurs. And a good Lady, and a wise, and Vertuous,
Nurs. I Nur'st her Daughter that you talkt withall:
Nurs. I tell you, he that can lay hold of her,
Nurs. Shall haue the chincks.
Rom. Rom.
Rom. Is she a Capulet?
Rom. O deare account! My life is my foes debt.
Ben. Ben.
Ben. Away, be gone, the sport is at the best.
Rom. I so I feare, the more is my vnrest.
Cap. Cap.
Cap. Nay Gentlemen prepare not to be gone,
Cap. We haue a trifling foolish Banquet towards:
Cap. Is it e'ne so? why then I thanke you all.
Cap. I thanke you honest Gentlemen, good night:
Cap. More Torches here: come on, then let's to bed.
Cap. Ah sirrah, by my faie it waxes late,
Cap. Ile to my rest.
Iuli. Iuli.