ACT I.
5. Scene V. A Hall in Capulet's House.
 (continued)
Romeo.
 
Sin from my lips?  O trespass sweetly urg'd!
 
Give me my sin again. 
 
Juliet.
 
You kiss by the book. 
 
Nurse.
 
Madam, your mother craves a word with you. 
 
Romeo.
 
What is her mother? 
 
Nurse.
 
Marry, bachelor,
 
Her mother is the lady of the house.
 
And a good lady, and a wise and virtuous:
 
I nurs'd her daughter that you talk'd withal;
 
I tell you, he that can lay hold of her
 
Shall have the chinks. 
 
Romeo.
 
Is she a Capulet?
 
O dear account! my life is my foe's debt. 
 
Benvolio.
 
Away, be gone; the sport is at the best. 
 
Romeo.
 
Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest. 
 
Capulet.
 
Nay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;
 
We have a trifling foolish banquet towards.--
 
Is it e'en so?  why then, I thank you all;
 
I thank you, honest gentlemen; good-night.--
 
More torches here!--Come on then, let's to bed.
 
Ah, sirrah [to 2 Capulet], by my fay, it waxes late;
 
I'll to my rest. 
 
[Exeunt all but Juliet and Nurse.] 
 
Juliet.
 
Come hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman? 
 
Nurse.
 
The son and heir of old Tiberio. 
 
Juliet.
 
What's he that now is going out of door? 
 
Nurse.
 
Marry, that, I think, be young Petruchio. 
 
Juliet.
 
What's he that follows there, that would not dance? 
 
Nurse.
 
I know not. 
 
Juliet.
 
Go ask his name: if he be married,
 
My grave is like to be my wedding-bed. 
 
Nurse.
 
His name is Romeo, and a Montague;
 
The only son of your great enemy. 
 
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