Romeo and Juliet – Act 1 Scene 3

…God forbid, where’s this girl? What, Juliet! How now? Who calls?
Your mother. Madam I am here. What is your will?
To Lammas-tide? A fortnight and odd days
‘Tis since the earthquake now eleven years. And I was weaned—I never shall forget it—Of all the days of the year, upon that day.
To bid me trudge. And since that time it has been eleven years, for then I could stand alone. Nay, by the rood, I could have run and waddled all about, for even the day before I broke my brow. And then her husband—God be with his soul!
And then her husband—God be with his soul! He was a merry man—took up child me. “Yea,” quoth he, “dost thou fall upon thy face? Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit; wilt thou not, Jule?” and, by my holidam, the pretty wretch left crying and said “Ay.”To see now how a jest shall come about! I warrant, and I should live a thousand years, I never should forget it. “Wilt thou not Jule?” quoth he, And, pretty fool, I stinted and said “Ay.”
And yet, I warrant, it had upon it brow. A perilous knock, and I cried bitterly.
Wilt thou not, Jule?” it stinted and said “Ay.” And stint thou too, I pray thee, Nurse, say I.
How stands your disposition to be married? It is an honor that I dream not of.
What say you? can you love the gentleman? This night I shall behold him at our feast.
This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him, only lacks a cover.
The fish lives in the sea, and ’tis much pride For fair without the fair within to hide:
Speak briefly, can you like of Paris’ love? I’ll look to like, if looking liking move: But no more deep will I endart mine eye than your consent gives strength to make it fly.
Than your consent gives strength to make it fly. Madam, the guests are come, supper served up, you called, my young lady asked for, the Nurse cursed in the pantry, and everything in extremity. I must hence to wait. I beseech you, follow straight.

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