Fri. Arife, one knocks. Good Romeo, hide thyfelf. [Knock within. Rom. Not I, unless the breath of heart-fick Groans, Mist-like, infold me from the Search of Eyes. [Knock. Fri. Hark, how they knock !(who's there?)Romeo, arife. Thou wilt be taken-(stay a while)-stand up: [Knocks. Run to my Study-(By and by)-God's will! Nurfe. [Within.] Let me come in, and you shall know my errand : I come from Lady Juliet. Fri. Welcome then. Enter Nurfe. Nurfe. O holy Friar, oh, tell me, holy Friar, Where is my lady's Lord? where's Romeo? Fri. There, on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. Nurfe. O'he is even in my mistress' cafe, Juft in her cafe, O woful sympathy! Piteous predicament! ev'n fo lies the, Blubb'ring and weeping, weeping and blubbering. Stand up, ftand up ; -Stand, an' you be a Man: For Juliet's Sake, for her Sake, rife and stand. • Why should you fall into fo deep an Rom. Oh, Nurfe! 7 Nurfe. Ah Sir! ah Sir!-Death is the end of all. So Hanmer. The other editions read, Why Should you fall into fo deep an ob? Rom. Rom. Speak'ft thou of Juliet ? how is it with her? Doth not the think me an old murderer, Now I have ftain'd the childhood of our joy Where is the? and how does fhe? and what fays A Nurfe. O, fhe fays nothing, Sir, but weeps and weeps; And now falls on her bed, and then starts up; Rom. As if that name, Shot from the deadly level of a gun, Did murder her, as that name's curfed hand Doth my name lodge? tell me, that I may. fack Fri. Hold thy desperate hand. [Drawing his fword. Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art. 9 Unfeemly Woman in a feeming Man! 8 —cancell'd love ?] The folio reads conceal'd love. 9 Unfeemly Woman, &c.] This ftrange nonfenfe Mr. Pope threw out of his edition for defperate. But it is easily restored as Shake Spear wrote it into good pertinent fenfe. Unseemly Woman in a fieming AN ill-befeeming Beaft in fem- i. e. you have the ill-befeeming paffions of a brute beast in the well-feeming fhape of a rational creature. For having in the first line faid, he was a woman in the fhape of a man, he aggravates the thought in the fecond, and fays, he was even a brute in the shape of a rational creature. Seeming is ufed in both places, for feemly. WARBURTON. The old reading is probable. Thou art a beaft of ill qualities, under the appearance both of a woman and a man. Haft Haft thou flain Tybalt? wilt thou flay thyself? By doing damned Hate upon thyfelf? 'Why rail'ft thou on thy Birth, the Heav'n, and Earth, Since Birth, and Heav'n, and Earth, all three do meet In thee at once, which thou at once wouldst lose ? And useft none in that true use indeed, Thy dear Love fworn, but hollow Perjury, * And thou difmember'd with thine own Defense. Why rail'ft thou, &c.] These were again thrown out by Mr. Pope, and for the fame reafon: But they are easily fet right. We fhould read, Since Birth, and Heav'n, and ¿. e. Why rail large patrimony. But by fuicide Then is there mirth in Heav'n The alteration makes no improvement. The meaning is the fame in the common reading better expreffed. 2 And thou difmember'd with thine own defence.] And thou torn to pieces with thy own weapons. For For whofe dear fake thou waft but lately dead a Nurse. O Lord, I could have staid here all night long, To hear good counfel. Oh, what Learning is! Rom. Do fo, and bid my Sweet prepare to chide. Either begone before the watch be fet, Or by the break of day, disguis'd from hence. 3 Go hence. Good night, &c.] Thefe three lines are omitted in all the modern editions. 4-here flands all your fate ;] The whole of your fortune depends on this. Sojourn Sojourn in Mantua; I'll find out your man, Give me thy hand, Tis late. Farewell. Good night. SS CEN E VI. Changes to Capulet's House. Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, and Paris. HINGS have fallen out, Sir, fo unlucki Cap. TH ly, That we have had no time to move our daughter. I would have been a-bed an hour ago. Par. Thefe times of woe afford no time to wooe. Madam, good night. Commend me to your daughter. La. Cap. I will, and know her Mind early to morrow; To-night she's mew'd up to her heaviness. Of Cap.Sir Paris, I will make a defperate tender my child's love. I think, fhe will be rul'd 5 SCENE VI.] Some few ne. ceffary verfes are omitted in this fcene according to the oldeft editions. POPE. • Sir Paris, I will make a Das- Of my child's love. This was but an indifferent compliVOL. VIII. In ment both to Sir Paris and his Daughter: As if there were small hopes of her ever proving good for any thing. For he could not call the tender, defperate on the little profpect there was of his performing his engagement, becaufe he is fure, he says, that his G daughter |