of Lucentio, Come Pentecost as quickly as it will, Some five and twenty such Jacks. And if ought in this love, you love me. JULIET. If they do dream things true. MERCUTIO. O, thou wilt speak again of banishment. FRIAR LAWRENCE. Thou fond mad man, hear me speak a word. CAPULET. Hang thee young baggage, disobedient wretch!