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28  Jul. Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.

Rom. Then move not, while my prayers' effect I take.

Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purg'd.

[Kissing her.]

Jul. Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

Rom. Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urg'd!

Give me my sin again.

Jul. You kiss by the book.

Nurse. Madam, your mother craves a word with you.

Rom. What is her mother?

Nurse. Marry, bachelor,

Her mother is the lady of the house,

And a good lady, and a wise, and virtuous:

I nurs'd her daughter, that you talk'd withal;

I tell you he that can lay hold of her

Shall have the chinks.

Rom. Is she a Capulet?

O dear account! my life is my foe's debt.

Ben. Away, be gone; the sport is at the best.

Rom. Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest.

Cap. Nay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;

We have a trifling foolish banquettowards.

Is it e'en so? Why then, I thank you all;

I thank you, honest gentlemen; good-night.

More torches here! Come on then, let's to bed.

Ah! sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late;

 109 move: propose, instigate

113 urg'd: argued to be such

114 by the book: according to authority

121 chinks: money

122 Cf. n.

126 foolish: trifling

banquet: an after-supper of sweets

towards: in preparation

130 fay: faith 