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BOMEO AND JULIET. 33 Ah. ha, my mistresses ! which of you all Will now deny to dance ? she that makes dainty, She, I'll swear, hath corns ; am I come near ye now ? — Welcome, gentlemen ! I have seen the day That I have worn a visor, and could tell A Avhispering tale in a fair lady's ear. Such as would please ; 'tis gone, 'tis gone, 'tis gone : — You are welcome, gentlemen ! Come, musicians, play. — A hall, a hall ! give room ! and foot it, girls. — [^Music plays, and they dance. More light, you knaves ; and turn the tables up. And quench the fire, the room is grown too hot. — Ah, sirrah, this unlook'd-for sport comes well. — Nay, sit, nay, sit, good cousin Capulet ; For you and I are past our dancing days : How long is't now since last yourself and I Were in a mask ? 2 Capulet. By 'r lady, thirty years. Capulet. What, man! 'tis not so much, 'tis not so much : 'Tis since the nuptial of Lucentio, Come Pentecost as quickly as it will. Some five and twenty years ; and then we mask'd. 2 Capulet. 'Tis more, 'tis more : his son is elder, sir ; His son is thirty. Capulet. Will you tell me that ? His son was but a ward two years ago.