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ROMEO AND JULIET. 21 Servant. Find them out whose names are written here ! It is written that the shoemaker shouhl meddle with his yard and the tailor with his last, the fisher with his pencil and the painter with his nets ; but I am sent to find those persons whose names are here writ, and can never find what names the writing person hath here Avrit. I must to the learned. — In good time. Enter Benvolio and Romeo. Benvol'io. Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burn- One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish ; Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning ; One desperate grief cures with another's languish : Take thou some new infection to thy eye. And the rank poison of the old will die. Romeo. Your plantain-leaf is excellent for that. Benvolio. For what, I pray thee ? Romeo. For your broken shin. Benvolio. Why, Romeo, art thou mad ? Romeo. ISTot mad, but bound more than a madman is ; Shut up in prison, kept without my food, Whipp'd and tormented and — Good-den, good fellow. Servant. God gi' good-den. — I pray, sir, can you read? Romeo. Ay, mine own fortune in my misery. Servant. Perhaps you have learned it without book ; but, I pray, can you read anything you see ?