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Her waggoner, a small grey-coated gnat,
This is that very Mab, That plats the manes of horses in the night; And bakes the elf-locks' in foul sluttish hairs, Which, once untangled, much misfortune bodes. This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,
? And then dreams he of smelling out a suit : &c.] In our author's time, a court-solicitation was called, simply, a suit, and a process, a suit at law, to distinguish it from the other.
- Spanish blades,] A sword is called a toledo, from the excellence of the Toletan steel.
9 And bakes the elf-locks, &c.] This was a common superstition; and seems to have had its rise from the horrid disease called the Plica Polonica.
That presses them, and learns them first to bear,
Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace;
True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy; Which is as thin of substance as the air; And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Ben. This wind, you talk of, blows us from our
A Hall in Capulet's House.
Musicians waiting. Enter Servants. i Serv. Where's Potpan, that he helps not to take away? he shift a trencher! he scrape a trencher!
2 Serv. When good manners shall lie all in one or two men's hands, and they unwashed too, 'tis a
1 Serv. Away with the joint-stools, remove the court-cupboard, look to the plate:-good thou, save me a piece of marchpane; and, as thou lovest me, let the porter let in Susan Grindstone, and Nell.—Antony! and Potpan!
2 Serv. Ay, boy; ready.
i Serv. You are looked for, and called for, asked for, and sought for, in the great chamber.
2 Serv. We cannot be here and there too.Cheerly, boys; be brisk a while, and the longer liver take all.
[They retire behind.
Enter CAPULET, &c. with the Guests, and the
Maskers. Cap. Gentlemen, welcome! ladies, that have
their toes Unplagu'd with corns, will have a bout with
you: 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 you now? You are welcome, gentlemen! I have seen the
'tis gone: You are welcome, gentlemen!-Come, musicians,
'-court-cupboard,] The court-cupboard perhaps served the purpose of what we call at present the side-board. The use which now is made of those cupboards is to display at publick festivals the flaggons, cans, cups, beakers, and other antique silver vessels of the company, some of which (with the names of the donors inscribed on them) are remarkably large.
- sare me a piece of marchpane;] Marchpanes were composed of filberts, almonds, pistachoes, pine-kernels, and sugar of roses, with a small proportion of flour.
A hall! a hall!3 give room, and foot it, girls.
[Musick plays, and they dance. More light, ye 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?
By’r lady, thirty years. i Cap. 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 Cap. 'Tis more, 'tis more: his son is elder, sir; His son is thirty. i Cap.
you tell me that? His son was but a ward two years ago. Rom. What lady's that, which doth enrich the
Serv. I know not, sir.
A hall! a hall !] An exclamation signifying make room.
turn the tables up,] Before this phrase is generally intelligible, it should be observed that ancient tables were flat leaves, joined by hinges, and placed on tressels. When they were to be removed, they were therefore turned up.
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
Tyb. This, by his voice, should be a Montague:
storm you so?
1 Cap. Young Romeo is't?
'Tis he, that villain Romeo. I Cap. Content thee, gentle coz, let him alone, He bears him like a portly gentleman; And, to say truth, Verona brags of him, To be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth: I would not for the wealth of all this town, Here in my house, do him disparagement: Therefore be patient, take no note of him, It is my will; the which if thou respect, Show a fair presence, and put off these frowns, An ill-beseeming semblance for a feast.
Tyb. It fits, when such a villain is a guest; I'll not endure him.
He shall be endur’d; What, goodman boy!—I say, he shall;-Go to;Am I the master here, or you? go to. You'll not endure him!—God shall mend my
soulYou'll make a mutiny among my guests! You will set cock-a-hoop! you'll be the man!
Tyb. Why, uncle, 'tis a shame. i Cap.
Go to, go to, You are a saucy boy :-Is't so, indeed