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ROMEO AND JULIET. 63 Nurse. Your love says, like an honest gentleman, And a courteous, and a kind, and a handsome, And, I warrant, a virtuous, — Where is your mother ? Juliet. Where is my mother ! why, she is within • Where should she be ? How oddly thou repliest ! 'Your love says, like an honest gentleman. Where is your mother ? ' Nurse. God's lady dear ! Are you so hot ? marry, come up, I trow ; Is this the poultice for my aching bones ? Henceforward do your messages yourself. Juliet. Here's such a coil! — come, what says Romeo? Nurse. Have you got leave to go to shrift to-day ? Juliet. I have. Nurse. Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence' cell ; There stays a husband to make you a wife. Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks, They'll be in scarlet straight at any news. Hie you to church ; I must another way. To fetch a ladder, by the which your love Must climb a bird's nest soon when it is dark ; I am the drudge, and toil in your delight. Go ; I'll to dinner : hie you to the cell. Juliet. Hie to high fortune !— Honest nurse, farewell. \Exeunt.