_Lady Capulet._ Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, nurse.
_Nurse._ They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.
_Capulet._ Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath crow'd, The curfew-bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock.-- 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.
_Capulet._ No, not a whit. What! I have watch' ere now All night for lesser cause and ne'er been sick. 10
_Lady Capulet._ Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time, But I will watch you from such watching now. [_Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse._
_Capulet._ A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood!--
_Enter three or four_ Servingmen, _with spits, logs, and baskets_
_1 Servant._ Things for the cook, sir, but I know not what.
_Capulet._ Make haste, make haste.--[_Exit Servant._] Sirrah, fetch drier logs; Call Peter, he will show thee where they are.
_2 Servant._ I have a head, sir, that will find out logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter. [_Exit._
_Capulet._ Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha! Thou shalt be logger-head.--Good faith, 'tis day; 21 The county will be here with music straight, For so he said he would. I hear him near.-- [_Music within._
Nurse!--Wife!--What, ho!--What, nurse, I say!
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._
_Nurse._ Mistress! what, mistress! Juliet! Fast, I warrant her, she.-- Why, lamb! why, lady! fie, you slug-a-bed! Why, love, I say! madam! sweet-heart! why, bride! What, not a word?--How sound is she asleep! I needs must wake her.--Madam, madam, madam! Ay, let the county take you in your bed; He'll fright you up, i' faith.--Will it not be? [_Undraws the curtains._
What, dress'd! and in your clothes! and down again! I must needs wake you. Lady! lady! lady!-- Alas, alas!--Help, help! my lady's dead!-- 10 O, well-a-day, that ever I was born!-- Some aqua vitæ, ho!--My lord! my lady!
_Lady Capulet._ O me, O me! My child, my only life, Revive, look up, or I will die with thee!-- Help, help! Call help.
_Capulet._ For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is come.