NURSE: Well, sir, my mistress is the sweetest lady. Lord, Lord, when she was a little girl...
... There's one noble in town—one Paris—who'd love to claim a place at the Capulets' table. But Juliet would rather see a toad than him.
I anger her sometimes by saying that Paris is more handsome than you. But when I say so, I swear she turns as white as a sheet...
...Don't "rosemary" and "Romeo" begin with the same letter?
ROMEO: Yes, nurse, what about that? Both with an "r."
NURSE: Ah, you jokester, that's what the dog says! Arrr! Hmm...now I'm confused... Well, Juliet writes the prettiest little poems about Romeo and rosemary.* You should hear them.
ROMEO: Give my compliments to your lady.
NURSE: Yes, a thousand times, Peter!
PETER: I'm ready.
NURSE: Go ahead. Go quickly.
*A token of remembrance, both for lovers and the dead