Enter a Servant SERVANT Madam, the guests are come, supper served up, you Called, my young lady asked for, the nurse cursed in The pantry, and every thing in extremity. LADY CAPULET Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love? JULIET I'll look to like, if looking liking move: But no more deep will I endart mine eye Than your consent gives strength to make it fly. NURSE No less! nay, bigger women grow by men. This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him, only lacks a cover: The fish lives in the sea, and 'tis much pride For fair without the fair within to hide: That book in many's eyes doth share the glory, That in gold clasps locks in the golden story So shall you share all that he doth possess, By having him, making yourself no less. LADY CAPULET What say you? can you love the gentleman? This night you shall behold him at our feast Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face, And find delight writ there with beauty's pen Examine every married lineament, And see how one another lends content And what obscured in this fair volume lies Find written in the margent of his eyes. NURSE Nay, he's a flower in faith, a very flower. LADY CAPULET Verona's summer hath not such a flower. NURSE A man, young lady! lady, such a man As all the world-why, he's a man of wax. Thus then in brief: The valiant Paris seeks you for his love. LADY CAPULET Well, think of marriage now younger than you, Here in Verona, ladies of esteem, Are made already mothers: by my count, I was your mother much upon these years That you are now a maid. NURSE An honour! were not I thine only nurse, I would say thou hadst suck'd wisdom from thy teat. JULIET It is an honour that I dream not of. 'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years And she was wean'd,-I never shall forget it,- Of all the days of the year, upon that day: For I had then laid wormwood to my dug, Sitting in the sun under the dove-house wall My lord and you were then at Mantua: - Nay, I do bear a brain: -but, as I said, When it did taste the wormwood on the nipple Of my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool, To see it tetchy and fall out with the dug! Shake quoth the dove-house : 'twas no need, I trow, To bid me trudge: And since that time it is eleven years For then she could stand alone nay, by the rood, She could have run and waddled all about For even the day before, she broke her brow: And then my husband-God be with his soul! A' was a merry ma n-took up the child: 'Yea,' quoth he, 'dost thou fall upon thy face? Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit Wilt thou not, Jule?' and, by my holidame, 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.' Susan and she-God rest all Christian souls!- Were of an age: well, Susan is with God She was too good for me: but, as I said, On Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen That shall she, marry I remember it well. NURSE Even or odd, of all days in the year, Come Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen. How long is it now To Lammas-tide? LADY CAPULET A fortnight and odd days.
NURSE I'll lay fourteen of my teeth,- And yet, to my teeth be it spoken, I have but four- She is not fourteen. It’s a lot more mature way of looking at a love that was wonderful until it was terrible, and both people got hurt from it-but one of those people happened to be a songwriter.NURSE Faith, I can tell her age unto an hour. Nicer than, like, the ranting, crazy e-mails I got from this one dude. It was like going through a photo album.’ That was nice. “He was like, ‘I just listened to the album, and that was a really bittersweet experience for me. “I heard from the guy that most of Red is about,” Swift told the outlet then.
Swift spoke to New York magazine in 2013 though and confirmed the subject of “All Too Well” heard the track. “I would love to not talk about my personal life.” Ultimately, when asked if he wanted to move on, he agreed. When asked if he listened to any of the songs rumored to be about him, he didn't say anything. Gyllenhaal responded, “I think when you’re in a relationship, you are constantly scrutinized, your friends are scrutinized, but.” Gyllenhaal just stared at that point and did an exaggerated shrug. Jonze went on to call asking the question a “mistake” given Gyllenhaaal's answer. The journalist, Tim Jonze, asked him if he was “playing with fire a little” by dating her given his preference for privacy. In 2017, Gyllenhaal addressed Swift in an interview with The Guardian.
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