_Enter_ CAPULET  
Capulet: 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 tomorrow
For this night's watching.  
Capulet: No, not a whit. What! I have watch' ere now
All night for lesser cause and ne'er been sick.  
Lady Capulet: Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time,
But I will watch you from such watching now.  

[_Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse._]  

Capulet: A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood!  

_Enter three or four_ Servingmen, _with spits, logs, and baskets_  
Capulet: Now, fellow, what's there?  
1 Servant: Things for the cook, sir, but I know not what.  
Capulet: Make haste, make haste.--  
[_Exit Servant._]  
Sirrah, fetch drier logs;
Call Peter, he will show thee where they are.  
2 Servant: I have a head, sir, that will find out logs,
And never trouble Peter for the matter.  
[_Exit._]  
Capulet: Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha!
Thou shalt be logger-head.--Good faith, 'tis day;
The county will be here with music straight,
For so he said he would. I hear him near.-- [_Music within._]  
Nurse!--Wife!--What, ho!--What, nurse, I say!  

_Re-enter_ Nurse  
Go waken Juliet, go and trim her up;
I'll go and chat with Paris.--Hie, make haste,
Make haste; the bridegroom he is come already;
Make haste, I say.  

[_Exeunt._]  

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