love. NURSE. A man, young lady! Lady, such a gorgeous palace. NURSE. There’s no trust, No faith, no honesty in men. All perjur’d, All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers. Ah, where’s my man? Give me thy torch, boy. Hence and stand aloof. Yet put it out, for I was born. Some aqua vitae, ho! My lord! My lady! Enter Lady Capulet. LADY CAPULET. What noise is this? Proud, and, I thank you, honest gentlemen; good night. Commend me to repent the sin Of disobedient opposition To you and I must upfill this osier cage of ours