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O! if I wake, shall I not be distraught,

Environed with all these hideous fears,

And madly play with my forefathers' joints,

And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud?

And, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone,

As with a club, dash out my desperate brains?

O, look! methinks I see my cousin's ghost

Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body

Upon a rapier's point. Stay, Tybalt, stay!

Romeo, I come! This do I drink to thee.

She falls upon her bed within the curtains.

Lady Cap. Hold, take these keys, and fetch more spices, nurse.

Nurse. They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.

Cap. Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath crow'd,

The curfew bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock:

Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica:

Spare not for cost.

Nurse. Go, you cot-quean, go;

Get you to bed; faith, you'll be sick to-morrow

For this night's watching.

 59 Cf. n.  2 pastry: room where pastry is made

4 curfew bell; cf. n.

5 bak'd meats: meat-pies

6 cot-quean: 'servant-wench'; used derisively of the meddling Capulet

8 watching: being awake

