1    Hold, take these keys, and fetch more spices, nurse.

2    They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.

3    Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath crow'd,
4    The curfew-bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock:
5    Look to the baked meats, good Angelica:
6    Spare not for the cost.

7    Go, you cot-quean, go,
8    Get you to bed; faith, You'll be sick to-morrow
9    For this night's watching.

10   No, not a whit: what! I have watch'd ere now
11   All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick.

12   Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time;
13   But I will watch you from such watching now.

14   A jealous hood, a jealous hood!
15   Now, fellow,
16   What's there?

17   Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what.

18   Make haste, make haste.
Exit First Servant
19   Sirrah, fetch drier logs:
20   Call Peter, he will show thee where they are.

21   I have a head, sir, that will find out logs,
22   And never trouble Peter for the matter.

23   Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha!
24   Thou shalt be logger-head. Good faith, 'tis day:
25   The county will be here with music straight,
26   For so he said he would: I hear him near.
Music within
27   Nurse! Wife! What, ho! What, nurse, I say!
Re-enter Nurse
28   Go waken Juliet, go and trim her up;
29   I'll go and chat with Paris: hie, make haste,
30   Make haste; the bridegroom he is come already:
31   Make haste, I say.