La. Cap.
Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, nurse.

Nurse.
They call for dates and quinces in the pastry. Enter Capulet.

Cap.
Come, stir, stir, stir, the second cock hath crow'd,
^{9 note}The curfeu bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock:
Look to the bak'd Meats, good Angelica.
Spare not for Cost.

Nurse.
Go, go, you cot-quean, go.
Get you to bed; 'faith, you'll be sick to-morrow,
For this night's watching.

Cap.
No, not a whit: what, I have watch'd ere now
All night for a less cause, and ne'er been sick.

La. Cap.
Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time,
But I will watch you, from such watching, now. [Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse.

Cap.
A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood.
Now fellow, what's there? Enter three or four with spits, and logs, and baskets.

Serv.
Things for the cook, Sir, but I know not what.

Cap.
Make haste, make haste. Sirrah, fetch drier logs,
Call Peter, he will shew thee where they are.

Serv.
I have a head, Sir, that will find out logs,
And never trouble Peter for the matter.

Cap.
'Mass, and well said, a merry whoreson, ha!
Thou shalt be logger-head.—Good faith, 'tis day.
The County will be here with musick straight, [Play musick.
For so, he said, he would. I hear him near.
Nurse,—wife,—what, ho! what, nurse, I say? Enter Nurse.
Go, waken Juliet, go and trim her up,
I'll go and chat with Paris. Hie, make haste,
Make haste, the Bride-groom he is come already.
Make haste, I say. [Exeunt Capulet and Nurse, severally.

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