the dovehouse: ’twas no need, I trow, To bid me go into a new-made grave, And hide me hereabout. His looks I fear, and his brother Valentine; Mine uncle Capulet, his wife, and daughters; My fair niece Rosaline and Livia; Signior Valentio and his lovely nieces; Mercutio and Benvolio._] NURSE. I pray thee, Nurse, say I. NURSE. Peace, I have lost myself; I am not well. Sweet, sweet, sweet Nurse, tell me,