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20 ROMEO AND JULIET. 

Paris. Younger than she are happy mothers made. 

Capidet. And too soon marr'd are those so early made. 
The earth has swallow'd all my hopes but she, 
She is the hopeful lady of my earth : 
But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart, 
My will to her consent is but a part ; 
An she agree, within her scope of choice 
Lies my consent and fair according voice. 
This night I hold an old accustom'd feast, 
Whereto I have invited many a guest, 
Such as I love ; and you, among the store, 
One more, most welcome, makes my number more. 
At my poor house look to behold this night 
Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light : 
Such comfort as do lusty young men feel 
When well-apparell'd April on the heel 
Of limping winter treads, even such delight 
Among fresh female buds shall you this night 
Inherit at my house ; hear all, all see. 
And like her most whose merit most shall be : 
Which on more view of many, mine being one 
May stand in number, though in reckoning none. 
Come, go with me. — \_To servant, giving a 2^(^P&i^'\ GrO, 

sirrah, trudge about 
Through fair VeroUa ; find those persons out, 
Whose names are Avritten there, and to them say. 
My house and welcome on their pleasure stay. 

\_Exeunt Caindet and Paris.