Hall in Capulet’s house.
Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath crow’d, The curfew-bell hath rung, ’tis three o’clock: Look to the baked meats, good Angelica: Spare not for cost.
Go, you cot-quean, go, Get you to bed; faith, You’ll be sick to-morrow For this night’s watching.
No, not a whit: what! I have watch’d ere now All night for lesser cause, and ne’er been sick.
Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time; But I will watch you from such watching now. Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse .