Come hither Nurse,
What is yond Gentleman:
The Sonne and Heire of old Tyberio
What's he that now is going out of doore?
Marrie that I thinke be young Petruchio
What's he that follows here that would not dance?
I know not
Go aske his name: if he be married,
My graue is like to be my wedded bed
His name is Romeo, and a Mountague,
The onely Sonne of your great Enemie
What is yond Gentleman:
The Sonne and Heire of old Tyberio
What's he that now is going out of doore?
Marrie that I thinke be young Petruchio
What's he that follows here that would not dance?
I know not
Go aske his name: if he be married,
My graue is like to be my wedded bed
His name is Romeo, and a Mountague,
The onely Sonne of your great Enemie