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Updated: 6/2/2020
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  • So many guests invite as here are writ.
  • Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.
  • You shall have none ill, sir, for I’ll try if they can lick their fingers.
  • What, is my daughter gone to Friar Lawrence?
  • Well, he may chance to do some good on her. A peevish self-willed harlotry it is.
  • Ay, forsooth.
  • Send for the county. Go tell him of this. I’ll have this knot knit up tomorrow morning.
  • How now, my headstrong? Where have you been gadding?
  • Where I have learned me to repent the sin of disobedient opposition. To you and your behests, and am enjoined. By holy Lawrence to fall prostrate here. To beg your pardon. Pardon, I beseech you! Henceforward I am ever ruled by you.
  • I met the youthful lord at Lawrence' cell, and gave him what becomèd love I might, not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty.
  • This is as ’t should be. Let me see the county. Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither — now, afore God, this reverend holy friar! Our whole city is much bound to him.
  • Nurse, will you go with me into my closet. To help me sort such needful ornaments. As you think fit to furnish me tomorrow?
  • Tush, I will stir about, and all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife. Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her. I’ll not to bed tonight. Let me alone. I’ll play the housewife for this once.
  • We shall be short in our provision. 'Tis now near night.
  • —What, ho? They are all forth? Well, I will walk myself to County Paris, to prepare him up against tomorrow. My heart is wondrous light since this same wayward girl is so reclaimed.
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