Imatges de pàgina

What, is my daughter gone to Friar Lawrence ?

Nurse. Ay, forfooth.

Cap. Well, he may chance to do some good on her: A peevith self-will'd harlotry it is.

Enter Juliet. Nurse. Cee, where she comes from shrift with merry look. Car. How now, my head-strong? where have you

been gadding?
Yu! Where I have learnt me to repent the fin
of disobedient opposition

and am enjoin'd
By holy Lawrence to fall prostrate here,
And beg your pardon : Pardon, I befeech you!
Henceforward I am ever rul'd by you.

Cap. Send for the County, go, tell him of this,
I'll have this knot knit up to-morrow morning.

ul. I met the youthful lord at Lawrence' cell, And gave him what becoming love I might, Not itepping o'er the bounds of modesty.

Cop. Why, I am glad on't, this is well, stand up;
This is as't should be ; let me see the County :
Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither.
Now, afore God, this reverend holy friar
All our whole city is much bound to him.

Jul Nurse, will you go with me into my closet,
To help me fort such needful ornaments
As you

think fit to furnish me to-morrow? La.C.p. No, not 'till Thuslav, there is time enough. Car. Go nurse, go with her; we'll to church to

Exeurt Juliet and Nurfe. Lc. Ca'. We shall be short in our provision ; 'Tis now near night.

Cap. Tush, I will stir about,
And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife :
Go thou to Juicer, help to deck up her,
I'll not to bed to-night, let me alone :
I'll play the housewife for this once.

-What, ho!
They are all forth ; w.ell, I will walk myself
To County Par:s, to prepare him up



Against to-morrow. My heart's wondrous light,
Since this fame way-ward girl is so reclaim'd.

[Extunt Capulet and lady Capulet.

SCENE changes to Juliet's Chamber.

Enter Juliet and Nurf.
Jul. Y, those attires are best; but, gentle nurse,

I pray thee, leave me to myself to-night:
For I have need of many orisons
To'move the heav'ns to smile upon my state,
Which, well thou know'ft, is cross, and full of fin.

Enter Lady Capulet.
La. Cap. What are you busy, do you need my help?

Jul. No, Madam, we have culld such neceffaries
As are behoveful for our state to-morrow :
So please you, let me now be left alone,
And let the nurse this nighe fit up with you;
For, I am sure, you have your hands full all,
In this so fudden business.

La. Cap. Good night,
Get thee to bed and rest, for thou hast need. [Lxean',

jul. Farewel-God knows, when we shall meet again! I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins, That almost freezes up the heat of life. l'll call them back again to comfort me.Nurse—what should the do here? My dismal scene I needs must act alone: Come, phial--What if this mixture do not work at all ? Shall 1 of force be marry'd to the Count? No, no, this shall forbid it; lie thou there

[Pointing to a dagger. What if it be a poison, which the friar Subtly hath minist'red, to have me dead, Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd, Because he married me before tó Romeo? I fear, it is; and yet, methinks, it should not, For he hath still been tried a holy, man



How, if, when I am laid into the tomb,
I wake before the time that Romeo
Comes to redeem me? there's a fearful point!.
Shall I not then be stifled in the vault,
To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in,
And there be strangled ere my Romeo comes ?
Or, if I live, is it not very like,
The horrible conceit of death and night,
Together with the terror of the place,
(As in a vault, an ancient receptacle,
Where, for these many hundred years, the bones
Of all my buried ancestors are packt;
Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,
Lies feftring in his shroud; where, as they say,
At some hours in the night spirits resort-)
Alas, alas! is it not like, that I
So early waking, what with loathsome smells,
And shrieks, like mandrakes torn out of the earth,
'That living mortals, hearing them, run mad.
Or if I wake, shall I not be distraught,
(Invironed with all thefe hideous fears)
And madly play with my fore-fathers' joints,
And pluck the mangled Tibalt from his shroud ?
And in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone,
As with a club, dash out my desp’rate brains ?
O look! methinks, I see my cousin's ghoit
Seeking out Rome, that did spit his body
Upon a rapier's point. Stay, Tybalt, stay!
Romec, I come! this do I drink to thee.

[Sbe throws herself on the bed. SCENE changes to Capulet's Hall.

En'er Lady Capulet and Nurse.
OLD, take these keys and fetch more

spices, nurfe. Nurse. They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.

Enter Capulet. Cap. Come, stir, stir, stir, the second cock hath crow'd, The curfeu bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock:


La. Cap. HOLT

Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica.
Spare not for coft.

Nurje. Go, go, you cot-quean, go;
Get you to bed ; 'faith, you'll be fick to-morrow,
For this night's watching.

Car. No, not a whit: what, I have watch'd ere now: All night for å less cause, and ne'er been fick.

La. Cap. Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time, But I will watch you, from such watching, now.

[Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nursi. . Car. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood Now, fellow, what's there?

Enter three or four with Spits, and logs, and baskets. Serv. Things for the cook, Sir, but I know not what.

Cap. Make hafte, make haste; firrah, fetch drier logs, Call Peter, he will shew thee where they are.

Serv. I have a head, Sir, that will find out logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter.

Cap. 'Mass, and well said, a merry whorefon, ha! Thou shalt be logger-head. ---- good faith, 'tis day. The County will be here with musick straight,

[Play mufick. For so, he said, he would. I hear him near. Nurse, - wife, --what, ho! what, nurse, I say? :

Enter Nurfer Go, wäken Juliet, go and trim her up, I'll go and chat with Paris: hie, make haste, Make hafte, the bride-groom he is come already; " Make hafte, I say.. [Exe. Capulet and Nurf, jeverally.


SCENE changes to Juliet's Chamber, Juliet

011 a bed.

Re-enter Narfe.

-what, mistress ! Juliet-Fast

I warrant her;
Why, lamb-why, lady_Fy, you flug-a-bed


Nurje. Mirela warrant her


your bed

Why, love, I say-Madam, sweet-heart-why, bride What, not a word ! you take your pennyworths now i Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant, 'The County Paris hath set up his rest, 7 hat you shall rest but little - God forgive me I arry, and amen!

-How found is the asleep?
I muit needs wake her: Madam, madam, madam,
Ay, let the County take you in
He'll fright you up, i'faith. Will it not be ?
What drest, and in your clothes and down again!
I must needs wake you : Lady, lady, lady
Alas! alas ! help! help! my lady's dead.
O well-a-day, that ever I was born!
Some Aqua vita, ho! my lord, my lady!

Enter Lady Capulet.
La.. Cap. What noise is here?
Nurse. O lamentable day!
La. Cap. What's the matter?
Nurfe. Look, oh heavy day!

La. Cap. Oh me, oh me, my child, my only life?
Revive, look up, or I will die with thee :
Help, help! call help.

Enter Capulet.
Cap. For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is come..
Nurse. She's dead, deceas'd, she's dead: alack the day!

Cap. Ha! let me see her-Out, alas ! she's cold;
Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff;
Life and these lips have long been separated :
Deach lies on her, like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest flow'r of all the field,
Accurfed time! unfortunate old man !

Nurse. O lamentable day!
La. Cap. O woeful time!

Cap. Death, that hath ta'en her hence to make me wail, Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak.

Enter Friar Lawrence, and Paris with Musicians. Fri. Come, is the bride ready to go to church?



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