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And bring thee cords made like a tackled stair,
Which to the high topgallant of my joy
Must be my convoy in the secret night. [185]
Farewell, be trusty, and I’ll quit thy pains;
Farewell. Commend me to thy mistress.

NURSE

Now God in heaven bless thee. Hark you, sir.

ROMEO

What say’st thou, my dear Nurse?

NURSE

Is your man secret? Did you ne’er hear say, [190]
Two may keep counsel, putting one away?

ROMEO

I warrant thee my man’s as true as steel.

NURSE

Well, sir, my mistress is the sweetest lady. Lord, Lord! When ’twas a little
prating thing - O, there is a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would fain
lay knife [195] aboard; but she, good soul, had as lief see a toad, a very
toad, as see him. I anger her sometimes and tell her that Paris is the
properer man, but I’ll warrant you, when I say so she looks as pale as any
clout in the versal world. Doth not rosemary and Romeo begin both with a
letter? [200]

ROMEO

Ay, Nurse, what of that? Both with an ‘R’.

NURSE

Ah, mocker! That’s the dog’s name, ‘R’ is for the - No, I know it begins
with some other letter; and she hath the prettiest sententious of it, of you
and rosemary, that it would do you good to hear it. [205]

ROMEO

Commend me to thy lady.

(Exit Romeo.)