Read the excerpt from Act II, scene iv of Romeo and Juliet.Benvolio: Here comes Romeo, here comes Romeo.20Mercutio: Without his roe, like a dried herring. O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified! Now is he for the numbers that Petrarch flowed in: Laura to his lady was but a kitchen-wench; marry, she had a better love to be-rime her; Dido a dowdy; Cleopatra a gipsy; Helen and Hero hildings and harlots; Thisbe, a grey eye or so, but not to the purpose. Signior Romeo, bon jour! there’s a French salutation to your French slop. You gave us the counterfeit fairly last night.Romeo: Good morrow to you both. What counterfeit did I give you?Mercutio: The slip, sir, the slip; can you not conceive?