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Mercutio: Where the devil should this Romeo be? Come he not home tonight?Benvolio: Not to his father's. I spoke with his man.Mercutio: Why, that same pal hard-hearted wench, that-Rosaline.
Romeo: Good morrow to you both, What counterfeit did I give you?Mercutio: The slip, the slip. Can you not conceive?Romeo: Pardon good Mercutio, my businesswas great, and in suchcase as mine a man may strain courtesy.
Mercutio: Why, is this better now than groaning for love? Now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo, now art thou what art thou, by art as well as by nature. For this driveling love is like great natural that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole.
Romeo: Here's a goodly gear. A sail, a sail!Mercutio: Two, two-a shirt and a smock
Nurse: Pray you, sir, a word. And as I told you. my young lady bid me inquire you out. What she bid me say, I will keep to myself. But first let me tell you, if you should lead her to fool's paradise, as they say, it were a gross kind of behavior, as they say. For the gentlewomen is young; and therefore, if you should deal with her, truly it were an ill thing to be offered to any gentlewomen, and very weak dealing.
Romeo: And stay good nurse, behind the abbey wall. Within this hour my man shall be with theeAnd bring thee cords made like a tackled stair,Which to the high topgallant of my joyMust be my convoy in the secret night.Farewell. Be trusty, and I'll quit thy pains.Farewell. Commend me to thy mistress.

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