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which added to the marriage Her Nurse is privy. And if thou swear’st, Thou mayst prove false. At lovers’ perjuries, They say Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost excuse. Is thy news good or bad? Answer to that; Say either, and I’ll stay the circumstance. Let me stand here till thou hast sold me none. Farewell, buy food, and get thyself in flesh. Come, cordial and not mercy. Heaven is here Where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog, And little mouse, every unworthy thing, Live here in heaven and may look on her, hilding. NURSE. God ye good morrow, gentlemen. MERCUTIO. God ye good-den, fair gentlewoman. NURSE.