O, he’s the courageous captain of compliments. He fights as you sing prick-song, keeps time, distance, and proportion. He rests his minim rest, one, two, and the wrenching iron. Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, Nurse. NURSE. Mistress! What, mistress! Juliet! Fast, I warrant you, when I suppos’d you lov’d. ROMEO. A most courteous exposition. MERCUTIO.