his brother Valentine; mine uncle Capulet, his
wife and daughters; my fair niece Rosaline;
Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousin Tybalt;
Lucio and the lively Helena.'
A fair assembly: whither should they come?
Serv. Up. 76
Rom. Whither?
Serv. To supper; to our house.
Rom. Whose house?
Serv. My master's. 80
Rom. Indeed, I should have asked you that
before.
Serv. Now I'll tell you without asking. My
master is the great rich Capulet; and if you be
not of the house of Montagues, I pray, come
and crush a cup of wine. Rest you merry! Exit.
Ben. At this same ancient feast of Capulet's,
Sups the fair Rosaline, whom thou so lov'st, 88
With all the admired beauties of Verona:
Go thither; and, with unattainted eye
Compare her face with some that I shall show,
And I will make thee think thy swan a crow. 92
Rom. When the devout religion of mine eye
Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires!
And these, who often drown'd could never die,
Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars! 96
One fairer than my love! the all-seeing sun
Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun.
Ben. Tut! you saw her fair, none else being by,
Herself pois'd with herself in either eye; 100
But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd
Your lady's love against some other maid
86 crush a cup: crack a bottle
87 ancient: accustomed
90 unattainted: unbiased
95 these: i.e., my eyes
100 pois'd: weighed
