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She is the hopeful lady of my earth:

But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,

My will to her consent is but a part;

An she agree, within her scope of choice

Lies my consent and fair according voice.

This night I hold an old accustom'd feast,

Whereto I have invited many a guest

Such as I love; and you, among the store,

One more, most welcome, makes my number more.

At my poor house look to behold this night

Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light:

Such comfort as do lusty young men feel

When well-apparel'd April on the heel

Of limping winter treads, even such delight

Among fresh fennel buds shall you this night

Inherit at my house; hear all, all see,

And like her most whose merit most shall be:

Which on more view, of many mine being one

May stand in number, though in reckoning none.

Come, go with me. [To Servant, giving him a paper.] Go, sirrah, trudge about

Through fair Verona; find those persons out

Whose names are written there, and to them say,

My house and welcome on their pleasure stay.

Exeunt [Capulet and Paris].

Serv. Find them out whose names are written

here! It is written that the shoemaker should

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

 15 hopeful; cf. n.

29 fennel; cf. n.

30 Inherit: receive

32–33 Cf. n. 