Jul. It may be so, for it is not mine own.Are you at leisure, holy father, now; Or shall I come to yon at evening mass? Fri. My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now: My lord, we must entreat the time alone. Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse you: [Exit PARIS. Jul. O shut the door! and when thou hast done so, Come weep with me; Past hope, past cure, past help! Fri. Ah! Juliet, I already know thy grief; Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it: hands: our And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo seal'd, A thing like death to chide away this shame, Jul. O bid me leap, rather than marry Paris, From off the battlements of yonder tower; Or walk in thievish ways; or bid me lurk Where serpents are; chain me with roaring Or shut me nightly in a charnel-house, [bears; O'er-cover'd quite with dead men's rattling bones, With reeky shanks, and yellow chapless sculls; Or bid me go into a new-made grave, And bide me with a dead man in his shroud; Things that, to hear thein told, have made me tremble: And I will do it without fear or doubt, To marry Paris; Wednesday is to-morrow; And in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death ⚫ Decide the struggle between me and my distresses. Authori y or power. comes And then awake as from a pleasant sleep. Jul. Give me, O give me ! tell me not of fear. Fri. Hold; get you gone, be strong and prosperous In this resolve: I'll send a friar with speed [Exeunt. SCENE II-A Room in CAPULET's House. Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, NURSE, and SERVANTS. writ. Cap. So many guests invite as here are [Exit SERVANT. Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks. 2 Serv. You shall have none ill, Sir; for I'll try if they can lick their fingers. Cap. How canst thou try them so? 2 Serv. Marry, Sir, 'tis an ill cook that can not lick his own fingers: therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with me. Cap. Go, begone.— [Exit SERVANT. We shall be much unfurnish'd for this time.-What is my daughter gone to friar Laurence? Nurse. Ay, forsooth. Cap. Well, he may chance to do some good on her : A prevish self-will'd harlotry it is. Enter JULIET. Nurse. See, where she comes from sbrist⚫ with inerry look. Cap. How now, my beadstrong? where have you been gadding? Jul. Where I have learn'd me to repent the Of disobedient opposition [sin To you and your behests; + and am enjoin'd` And gave him what becomed love I might, Cap. Why, I am glad on't; this is well, stand up: This is as't should be.-Let me see the county; To help me sort such needful ornaments Cap. Go, nurse, go with her :-We'll to church Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her ; SCENE III.-JULIET's Chamber. Enter JULIET and NURSE. Jul. Ay, those attires are best :-But, genthe nurse, I pray thee, leave me to myself to-night; To move the heavens to smile upon my state, Which, well thou know'st, is cross and full of sin. Enter LADY CAPULET. La. Cap. What, are you busy? do you need my help? Jul. No, madam; we have cull'd such necessaries As are behoveful for our state to-morrow : La. Cap. Good night! Get thee to bed, and rest; for thou hast need. [Exeunt Lady CAPULET and NURSE. Jul. Farewell!-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: My dismal scene I needs must act alone.- What if this mixture do not work at all? I fear, it is and yet methinks it should not, Come to redeem me? there's a fearful point! breathes in, air And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? The horrible conceit of death and night, Of all my buried ancestors are pack'd ; At some hours in the night spirits resort;- So early waking,-what with loathsome smells; And shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth, That living mortals, hearing them, run mad; And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud? [She throws herself on the Bed SCENE IV.-CAPULET'S Hall. Enter Lady CAPULET and NURSE. La. Cap. Hold, take these keys, and fetch more spices, nurse. 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 :- Nurse. Go, go, you cot quean, go, Get you to bed; 'faith, you'll be sick to-morrow For this night's watching. Cap. No, not a whit; What! I have watch'd ere now All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick. 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 NURSE. Cap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood !-Now, fellow, What's there? Enter SERVANTS with Spits, Logs, and Baskets. 1 Serv. Things for the cook, Sir; but I know not what. Cap. Make haste, make haste. [Exit 1 SERV.] Sirrah, fetch drier logs ; Call Peter, he will shew thee where they are. 2 Serv. I have a head, Sir, that will find out logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter. [Exit. Cap. 'Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson! ha, Thou shalt be logger-head.-Good faith 'tis day: Go, waken Juliet, go, and trim her up; [Exeunt. Sleep for a week:-for the next night, I warThe county Paris hath set up his rest, That you shall rest but little.-God forgive me, (Marry and amen!) how sound is she asleep! t needs must wake her: Madam, madam, madam ! Ay, let the county, take you in your bed; • The room where pics were made. † Moure was a term of endearment to a woman. He'll fright you up, i'faith.-Will it not be? I must needs wake you: Lady! lady! lady! La. Cap. What noise is here? La. Cap. What is the matter? La. Cap. O me, O me! my child, my only Revive, look up, or I will die with thee!- And all the better is it for the maid: young. Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary Cap. All things, that we ordained festival, And go, Sir Paris ;-every one prepare For, well you know, this is a pitiful case. [Exit NURSE. 1 Mus. Ay, by my troth, the case may be amended. Enter PETER. Pet. Musicians, O musicans, Heart's ease, heart's ease; O an you will have me live, play she-heart's ease. 1 Mus. Why heart's ease? Pet. O musicians, because my heart itself plays-My heart is full of woe: d play me some merry dump to comfort me. 2 Mus. Not a dump we; 'tis no time to now. morn-play And doth it give me such a sight as this? ful day! Most miserable hour, that e'er time saw And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight. Most lamentable day? most woeful day, That ever ever I did yet behold! O day! O day! O day! O hateful day! Never was seen so black a day as this: O woeful day, O woeful day! Pet. You will not then? 2 Mus. No. Pet. I will then give it you soundly. 1 Mus. What will you give us? Pet. No money, on my faith, but the gleek : + I will give you the minstrel. 1 Mus. Then will I give you the servingcreature. Pet. Then will I lay the serving-creature's dagger on your pate. I will carry no crotchets : I'll re you, I'll fa you: Do you note me? 1 Mus. An you re us, and fa us, you note us. 2 Mus. Pray you, put up your dagger, and put out your wit. Pet. Then have at you with my wit; I will dry-beat you with an iron wit, and put up my Par. Beguil'd, divorced, wronged, spited, iron dagger :-Answer me like men: slain ! Pet. Pretty too! What say you, James | A beggarly account of empty boxes, Soundpost? 3 Mus. 'Faith, I know not what to say. Pet. I cry you mercy! you are the singer: I will say for you. It is music with her silver sound, because such fellows as you have 'seldom gold for sounding : Then music, with her silver sound, With speedy help doth lend redress. [Exit singing. 1 Mus. What a pestilent knave is this same? 2 Mus. Hang him, Jack! Come, we'll in here; tarry for the mourners, and stay dinner. ACT V.. [Exeunt. SCENE 1.-Mantua.-A Street. Enter ROMEO. Rom. If I may trust the flattering eye of My dreams presage some joyful news at hand: me above the ground with cheerful I dreamt my lady came and found me dead; And breath'd such life with kisses in my lips, Enter BALTHAZAR. News from Verona !-How now, Balthazar ? Green earthen pots, bladders, and musty seeds, And this same needy man must sell it me. Enter APOTHECARY. Ap. Who calls so loud? Rom. Come hither, man.-I see that thou Hold, there is forty ducats: let me have As violently, as hasty powder fir'd Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb. Ap. Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua's law Is death, to any he that utters them. Rom. Art thou so bare, and full of wretch Bal. Then she is well, and nothing can be Of ill; Her body sleeps in Capel's monument, Rom. Is it even so? then I defy yon, stars !Thou know'st my lodging: get me ink and paper, And hire post-horses; I will hence to-night. Bal. Pardon me, Sir, I will not leave you Your looks are pale and wild, and do import Rom. Tush, thou art deceiv'd; Leave me, and do the thing I bid thee do: Bal. No, my good lord. Rom. No matter: get thee gone, And hire those horses; I'll be with thee straight. swift To enter in the thoughts of desperate men! This act is now introduced by a solemn dirge, and a funeral service + I. e. Love. * Herbs. Rom. There is thy gold: worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murders in this loathsome world, not sell : I sell thee poison, thou hast sold me none. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-Friar LAURENCE's Cell. Enter Friar JOHN. John. Holy Franciscan friar! brother, ho! Lau. This same should be the voice of friar Welcome from Mantua: What says Romeo? Or, if his mind be writ, give me his letter. John. Going to find a barefoot brother out, So that my speed to stay'd. Lau. Who bare my letter then to Romeo? again, • Stuff Not get a messenger to bring it thee, Lau. Unhappy fortune! by my brotherhood, John. Brother, I'll go and bring't thee. [Exit. Lau. Now must I to the monument alone; Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake; She will beshrew me much, that Romeo Hath had no notice of these accidents : But I will write again to Mautua, And keep her at my cell till Romeo come; Poor living corse, clos'd in a dead man's tomb! [Exit. SCENE III-A Church-Yard; in it, a Monument belonging to the CAPULETS. Enter PARIS, and his PAGE bearing Flowers and a Torch. That murder'd my love's cousin ;-with which grief, It is supposed the fair creature died, And here is come to do some villanous shame Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague; Rom. I must, indeed; and therefore came I bither. Good gentle youth, tempt not a desperate man, Par. Give me thy torch, boy: Hence and Fly hence and leave ine;-think upon these stand aloof; Yet put it out, for I would not be seen. Par. Sweet flower, with flowers I strew thy bridal bed: Sweet tomb, that in thy circuit dost contain What cursed foot wanders this way to-night, Rom. Give me that mattock, and the wrenching iron. Hold, take this letter; early in the morning gone; Let them affright thee.-I beseech thee, youth, By urging me to fury:-O be gone! Page. O lord! they fight: I will go call the Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet. [Dies. Rom. In faith, I will:-Let me peruse this face; Mercutio's kinsman, noble county Paris:- A lightning before death: Oh! how may I And strew this hungry church-yard with thy Than with that hand that cut thy youth in limbs ; The time and my intents are savage-wild; More fierce, and more inexorable far, twain, To sunder his that was thine enemy? Forgive me, cousin!—Ah ! dear Juliet, Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe Bal. I will be gone, Sir, and not trouble That unsubstantial Death is amorous; you. And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Rom. So shalt thou show me friendship.-Thee here in dark to be his paramour ? Take thou that: Live and be prosperous, and farewell, good fellow. Bal. For all this same, I'll hide me hereabout; I. e. On a trivial or idle subject. For fear of that, I will still stay with thee; I refuse to do as thou conjurest me to do, i. e. depart. The allusion is to a louvre or turret full of window by means of which ancient halls, &c. are illuminated. Presence chamber. |