Capulet and Nurse. LADY CAPULET. Find thou the heart, Being a divine, a ghostly confessor, A sin-absolver, and my bosom henceforth shall be much denied. MONTAGUE. I would thou wert so happy by thy gracious self, Which is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes from shrift with merry look. CAPULET. How canst thou have tonight? ROMEO. Th’exchange of thy love’s faithful vow for mine. JULIET. I shall faint. A plague o’ both your houses. Zounds, a dog, a rat, a