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MERCUT IO
’Tis no less, I tell ye; for the bawdy hand of the dial is now upon the prick
of noon. [110]
NURSE
Out upon you. What a man are you?
ROMEO
One, gentlewoman, that God hath made, himself to mar.
NURSE
By my troth it is well said; ’for himself to mar’ quoth a? Gentlemen, can any
of you tell me where I may [115] find the young Romeo?
ROMEO
I can tell you; but young Romeo will be older when you have found him
than he was when you sought him. I am the youngest of that name, for
fault of a worse.
NURSE
You say well. [120]
MERCUT IO
Yea, is the worst well? Very well took i’faith. Wisely, wisely.
NURSE
If you be he sir, I desire some confidence with you.
BENVOLIO
She will endite him to some supper. [125]
MERCUT IO
A bawd! A bawd! A bawd! So ho.
ROMEO
What hast thou found?
MERCUT IO
No hare, sir, unless a hare, sir, in a lenten pie, that is something stare and
