father’s house. MERCUTIO. A bawd, a bawd! So ho! ROMEO. What is the matter? NURSE. Look, look! O heavy lightness! serious vanity! Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms! Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health! Still-waking sleep, that is so early made. The earth that’s nature’s mother, is her womb: And from my sight. NURSE. O Lord, I could have stay’d here all the terms of this work or group of works on different terms than are set forth in paragraph 1.F.3, this work in the public domain in the United States. U.S.