In all refpects by me; nay more, I doubt it not. Par. Monday, my Lord. Cap. Monday? Ha! ha! well, Wednesday is too foon, On Thursday let it be. O' Thurfday, tell her, She shall be married to this noble Earl. -Will you be ready? Do you like this Hafte? Therefore we'll have fome half a dozen friends, morrow. Cap. Well, get you gone on Thursday be it then. Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed. [To Lady Cap. daughter will be ruled in all re- T [Exeunt. Things have fall'n out, Sir, fe unluckily, That we have had no time to move our daughter. WARBURTON. Defperate means only bold, advent'rous, as if he had faid in the vulgar phrafe, I will speak a bold word, and venture to promife you my daughter. SCENE S CEN E VII. Juliet's Chamber looking to the Garden. Enter Romeo and Juliet, above at a window; a ladder Ful. W of ropes fet. ILT thou be gone? it is not yet near It was the Nightingale, and not the Lark, Rom. It was the Lark, the herald of the morn, ; I have more care to ftay, than will to go. Come death, and welcome; Juliet wills it fo. 7 the pale reflex-] The appearance of a cloud oppofed to the moon. I have more care to stay, than will to go.] Would it be better thus, G 2 I have more will to ftay, than care to go ? How How is't, my Soul? let's talk, it is not day. Some fay, the lark and loathed toad chang'd eyes; 9 0, now I WOULD they had chang'd voices too!] The toad having very fine eyes, and the lark very ugly ones, was the occafion of a common faying amongst the people, that the toad and lark had chang'd eyes. To this the speaker alludes. But fure fhe need not have wished that they had changed voices too. The lark appear'd to her untunable enough in all confcience: As appears by what she said just before, It is the lark that fings fo out of tune, Straining harth difcords and unpleafing tharps. This directs us to the right reading. For how natural was it for her after this to add, Some fay the lark and loathed toad change eyes. Nor I wor they have chang'd voices too. The day is broke, be wary, look about. [Exit Nurfe. Jul, Then, Window, let Day in, and let Life out. Rom. Farewel, farewel; one Kifs, and I'll defcend. [Romeo defcends. ful. Art thou gone fo? love! lord! ah husband! friend! I must hear from thee ev'ry day in th' hour, O' by this count I fhall be much in years, Rom. Farewel: I will omit no opportunity, Adieu, adieu. SCENE [Exit Romeo. VIII. Jul. Oh fortune, fortune, all men call thee fickle: If thou art fickle, what doft thou with him That is renown'd for faith; be fickle, fortune: For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep hini long, Enter Lady Capulet. La. Cap. Ho, daughter, are you up? Jul. Who is't that calls? Is is my lady mother? Is the not down fo late, or up fo early? 2 What unaccustom'd caufe procures her hither? Jul. Madam, I am not well. La. Cap. Evermore weeping for your coufin's death? What, wilt thou wash him from his Grave with tears? An' if thou couldft, thou couldst not make him live Therefore, have done. Some Grief fhews much of Love; But much of Grief fhews ftill fome want of Wit. Which you do weep for. Jul. Feeling fo the Lofs, I cannot chufe but ever weep the Friend. La. Cap. Well, girl, thou weep'ft not so much for his death, As that the villain lives which flaughter'd him. La. Cap. That fame villain, Romeo. Jul Afide.] Villain and he are many miles afunder. God pardon him! I do with all my Heart: And, yet, no Man like he doth grieve my Heart. La. Cap That is, becaufe the Traitor lives. : 3 Jul. 1, Madam, from the Reach of these my hands Would, none but I might venge my Coufin's Death! 2 procures her hither?] Procures, for beings. WARB. 31, Madam, from-] Juliet's equivocations are rather too artful for a mind difturbed by the lofs of a new lover, La. |