He walkes by them, and sings.
And an olde hare hore, and an olde hare hore 115
is verie good meate in Lent:
But a hare thats hoare is too much for a score,
if it hore ere it be spent.
Youl come to your fathers to supper?
Rom: I will. 120
Mer: Farewell ancient Ladie, farewell sweete Ladie.
Exeunt Benuolio, Mercutio.
Nur: Marry farewell. Pray what saucie merchant was
this that was so full of his roperipe?
Rom: A gentleman Nurse that loues to heare himselfe
talke, and will speake more in an houre than hee will stand
to in a month. 125
Nur: If he stand to anie thing against mee, Ile take
him downe if he were lustier than he is: if I cannot take him
downe, Ile finde them that shall: I am none of his flurtgills,
I am none of his skaines mates. 130
She turnes to Peter her man.