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,
^{7 note}

Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica:
Spare not for cost.

Nurse.
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^{8 note}
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. [Exit.

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, [Musick within.
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 bridegroom he is come already:
Make haste, I say! [Exeunt.

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