Enter LADY CAPULET and
Nurse, where’s my daughter? Call her forth to me.
Now, by my maidenhead at twelve year old
I bade her come. What, lamb! What, ladybird!
God forbid! Where’s this girl? What, Juliet!
5How now, who calls?
Madam, I am here. What is your will?
This is the matter.—Nurse, give leave awhile,
We must talk in secret.—Nurse, come back again.
10I have remembered me. Thou’s hear our counsel.
Thou know’st my daughter’s of a pretty
Faith, I can tell her age unto an hour.
She’s not fourteen.
I’ll lay fourteen of my teeth—and yet, to my
teen be it
spoken, I have but four—she is not fourteen. How long
now to Lammastide?
A fortnight and odd days.