First Servant When good manners shall lie all in one or two men's hands, and they unwashed too, 'tis a foul thing. Read more about Act 1, Scene 5: Popup Note Index Item: "good manners", "unwashed"
Nurse Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit, Wilt thou not, Jule?' and by my holidam, The pretty wretch left crying and said 'Ay.' To see now how a jest shall come about. I warrant, an I should live a thousand years, I never should forget it. 'Wilt thou not, Jule?' quoth he, And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay.' Lady Capulet Enough of this; I pray thee, hold thy peace. Nurse Yes, madam. Yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon its brow A bump as big as a young cock'rel's stone; A perilous knock, and it cried bitterly. 'Yea,' quoth my husband, 'fall'st upon thy face? Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age, Wilt thou not, Jule?' it stinted and said 'Ay.' Juliet And stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I. Read more about Act 1, Scene : Popup Note Index Item: "it stinted and said 'Ay'."
Nurse I bade her come. [Aloud] What, lamb. What, ladybird — God forbid! Where's this girl? What Juliet! Read more about Act 1, Scene : Popup Note Index Item: "ladybird"
Nurse Now, by my maidenhead at twelve year old, I bade her come. [Aloud] What, lamb. What, ladybird — Read more about Act 1, Scene : Popup Note Index Item: "by my maidenhead"
