Jul. Then have my lips the sin that they have took.[368][372]
Rom. Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged![368]
Give me my sin again.[368][373]
Jul. You kiss by the book.
Nurse. Madam, your mother craves a word with you.
Rom. What is her mother?
Nurse. Marry, bachelor,[374] 110
Her mother is the lady of the house,
And a good lady, and a wise and virtuous:
I nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;
I tell you, he that can lay hold of her[375]
Shall have the chinks.
Rom. Is she a Capulet?[376] 115
O dear account! my life is my foe's debt.[377]
Ben. Away, be gone; the sport is at the best.
Rom. Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest.[378]
Cap. Nay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;
We have a trifling foolish banquet towards.[379] 120
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.[380]
Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late:[381]
I'll to my rest. [Exeunt all but Juliet and Nurse.[382]125