(1) Now, good sweet nurse-O Lord, why look'st thou sad?Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily. If good, thou shamest the music of sweet news By playing it to me with so sour a face.
(2) I am aweary. Give me leave awhile. Fie, how many bones ache! What a jaunt have I!
(3) I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news. Nay,come, I pray thee, speak. Good, good nurse, speak.
Diapositiva: 2
...hie you hence to Friar Lawrence's cell. There stays a husband to make you a wife Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks: They'll be in scarlet straight at any news. Hie you to church. I must another way, To fetch a ladder by which your love Must climb a bird's nest soon when it is dark. I am the drudge and toil in your delight, But you shall bear the burden soon at night. Go. I'll to dinner. Hie you to the cell.
Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.
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(1)To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breathThis neighbor air, and let rich music's tongueUnfold the imagined happiness that bothReceive in either by this dear encounter.
(3)Come, come with me, and we will make short work;For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone Till holy church incorporate two in one
(2)Conceit, more rich in matter than in words, Brags of his substance, not of ornament. They are but beggars that can count their worth; But my true love is grown to such excess, I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth.
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