Romeo and Juliet, Act 4, Scene 4

Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, Nurse.

Here, take these keys and bring more spices, Nurse.

They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.

They're asking for dates and quinces in the kitchen where the pastry is made.

Come, stir, stir, stir! The second cock hath crow’d, The curfew bell hath rung, ’tis three o’clock. Look to the bak’d meats, good Angelica; Spare not for cost.

Come on, hurry, hurry, hurry! The cock has crowed for the second time, the curfew bell has rung, it's three o'clock. See to the baked pies, good Angelica; don't worry about the expense.

Go, you cot-quean, go, Get you to bed; faith, you’ll be sick tomorrow For this night’s watching.

Go on, you housewife of a man, go on, get yourself to bed. Honestly, you'll be ill tomorrow from staying up all this night.

No, not a whit. What! I have watch’d ere now All night for lesser cause, and ne’er been sick.

No, not in the least. What! I've stayed up all night before now for less reason than this, and never been ill.

Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time; But I will watch you from such watching now.

Yes, you were a chaser of mice in your day; but I'll keep watch on you now to stop that kind of staying up.

A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood!

Jealousy, pure jealousy!

Now, fellow, what’s there?

Now then, my man, what have you got there?

Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what.

Things for the cook, sir; but I don't know what they are.

Make haste, make haste.

Hurry up, hurry up.

—Sirrah, fetch drier logs. Call Peter, he will show thee where they are.

—You there, fetch drier logs. Call Peter, he'll show you where they are.

I have a head, sir, that will find out logs And never trouble Peter for the matter.

I have a head on me, sir, that can find logs without ever bothering Peter about it.

Mass and well said; a merry whoreson, ha. Thou shalt be loggerhead.—Good faith, ’tis day. The County will be here with music straight, For so he said he would. I hear him near.

By the Mass, well said! A cheerful rascal, ha. You shall be my chief of logs.—Honestly, it's daylight. The Count will be here with music any moment, since that's what he said he'd do. I hear him coming close.

Nurse! Wife! What, ho! What, Nurse, I say!

Nurse! Wife! Hello there! Nurse, I say!

Go waken Juliet, go and trim her up. I’ll go and chat with Paris. Hie, make haste, Make haste; the bridegroom he is come already. Make haste I say.

Go and wake Juliet, go and dress her up. I'll go and talk with Paris. Quick, hurry up, hurry up; the bridegroom has come already. Hurry up, I say.