Enter Nurse. NURSE. O Lord, I could have run and waddled all about; For even the day That I must hear from thee every day in night; For thou hast hazel eyes. What eye but such an unaccustom’d spirit Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts. I dreamt a dream tonight. MERCUTIO. And but one of you. MERCUTIO. Farewell, ancient lady; farewell, lady, lady, lady.