And in this borrow'd likeness of fhrunk death
Thou shalt continue two and forty hours,
And then awake as from a pleasant fleep.

Now when the bridegroom in the morning comes
To roufe thee from thy bed, there art thou dead :
Then, as the manner of our country is,

In thy beft robes uncover'd on the bier,
Be borne to burial in thy kindred's grave:
Thou shalt be borne to that fame ancient vault,
Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie.
In the mean time, against thou shalt awake,
Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift,
And hither fhall he come; and he and I
Will watch thy waking, and that very night
Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua;
And this fhall free thee from this present shame,
If no unconftant toy, nor womanish fear,
Abate thy valour in the acting it.

Jul. Give me, oh give me, tell me not of fear.

[Taking the phial. Fri. Hold, get you gone, be ftrong and profperous In this refolve; I'll fend a friar with speed

To Mantua, with my letters to thy Lord.

Jul. Love, give me strength, and strength shall help afford.

Farewel, dear father!

SCENE II. Changes to Capulet's houfe. Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, Nurfe, and two or three Servants.

Cap. So many guests invite, as here are writ;
Sirrah, go
hire me twenty cunning cooks. *
We fhall be much unfurnifh'd for this time:
What, is my daughter gone to Friar Lawrence?

-twenty cunning cooks.

Ser. You fhall have none ill, Sir; for I'll try if they can lick their fingers.

Cap. How canft thou try them fo?

Ser. Marry, Sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers:

therefore he that cannot lick his fingers, goes not with me.

Cap. Go, be gone.

We shall be much, &c.

Nurfe.

Nurfe. Ay, forfooth.

Cap. Well he may chance to do fome good on her: A peevish felf-will'd harlotry it is.

Enter Juliet.

Nurse. See where she comes from shrift with merry look.

Cap. How now, my head-strong? where have you been gadding?

Jul. Where I have learn'd me to repent the fin
Of difobedient oppofition

To you and your beheits; and am injoin'd
By holy Lawrence to fall proftrate 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.
Jul. I met the youthful Lord at Lawrence' cell,
And gave him what becoming love I might,
Not stepping o'er the bounds of modeity.

Cap. Why, I am glad on't; this is well, ftand up;
This is as't thould be; let me fee the County:
Ay, marry, go, I fay, and fetch him hither.
Now, afore God, this reverend holy Friar,
All our whole city is much bound to him.

Jul. Nurfe, will you go with me into my clofet,
To help me fort fuch needful ornaments
As you think fit to furnish me to-morrow?

La. Cap No, not till Thurfday, there is time enough.
Cap. Go, nurse, go with her; we'll to church to-
[Exeunt Juliet and Nurse.
La. Cap. We fhall be fhort in our provision;

morrow."

'Tis now near night.

Cap. Tufh, I will stir about,

And all things fhall be well, I warrant thee, wife:

Go thou to Juliet, 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; well, I will walk myself
To County Paris, to prepare him up

Against to-morrow. My heart's wondrous light,

F 3

Since

Since this fame wayward girl is fo reclaim'd.

[Exeunt Capulet and Lady Capulet.

SCENE III. Changes to Juliet's chamber. Enter Juliet and Nurse.

Jul. Ay, thofe attires are beft; but, gentle nurse, I pray thee leave me to myfelf to-night:

For I have need of many orifons

To move the heav'ns to fmile upon my ftate,
Which, well thou know'ft, is crofs and full of fin.
Enter Lady Capulet.

La Cap. What, are you bufy, do you need my help? Jul. No, Madam, we have cull'd fuch neceffaries As are behoveful for our ftate to-morrow:

So please you, let me now be left alone,

And let the nurse this night fit up with you:
For I am fure you have your hands full all,
In this fo fudden bufinefs.

La. Cap. Good night,

Get thee to bed and rest, for thou haft need. [Exeunt.

Jul.

Farewel

again!

God knows when we fhall meet

I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins,
That almost freezes up the heat of life.
I'll call them back again to comfort me.
Nurfe- what fhould fhe do here?
My difmal fcene I needs must act alone:

Come, phial-What if this mixture do not work at all?
Shall I of force be marry'd to the Count?
No, no, this fhall forbid it; fie thou there

[Pointing to a dagger. • What if it be a poifon which the Friar Subtly hath ministred, to have me dead, Left in this marriage he should be difhonour'd, Because he married me before to Romeo?

I fear it is; and yet methinks it fhould not,

For he hath ftill been tried a holy man

How, if, when I am laid in the tomb,

I wake before the time that Romeo

⚫ Comes to redeem me? there's a fearful point!

Shall

Shall I not then be ftifled in the vault,

• To whole foul mouth no healthfome 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 pack'd;

• Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,
• Lies feft'ring in his fhroud; where, as they fay,
At fome hours in the night spirits resort-
Alas, alas! is it not like that I

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So early waking, what with lothfome smells,
And fhrieks, like mandrakes torn out of the earth,
That living mortals, hearing them, run mad.-

‹ Or, if I wake, fhall I not be distraught,
(Invironed with all these hideous fears),

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And madly play with my forefathers' joints,
And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his fhroud?
And in this rage, with fome great kinsman's bone,
As with a club, dafh out my defp'rate brains?
O look, methinks I fee my coufin's ghoft
Seeking out Romeo, that did fpit his body

Upon a rapier's point. Stay, Tybalt, itay!
Romeo, I come! this I do drink to thee.

[She throws herself on the bed.

SCENE

IV.

Changes to Capulet's ball.

Enter Lady Capulet and Nurfe.

La Cap. Hold, take these keys, and fetch more spices, nurfe.

Nurfe. They call for dates and quinces in the pastry. Enter Capulet.

Cap. Come, ftir, ftir, ftir; the fecond cock hath The curfeu-bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock: [crow'd, Look to the bak'd meats, good ingelica.

Spare not for cost.

Nurfe. Go, go, you cot-quean, go;

Get you to bed; 'faith, you'll be fick to-morrow,

For

For this night's watching.

Cap. No, not a whit: what! I have watch'd ere now All night for a lefs caufe, and ne'er been fick.

La.ap Ay, you have been a moule hunt in your
time;

But I will watch you from fuch watching, now.
[Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse.
Gap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood-
Now, fellow, what's there?

Enter three or four with fpits, and logs, and baskets.

Ser. Things for the cook, Sir, but I know not what. Cap Make haite, make hafte; firrah, fetch drier logs; Call Peter, he will fhew thee where they are.

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

Cap. 'Mafs, and well faid, a merry whorefon, ha! ·
Thou shalt be logger-head..
-Good faith, 'tis day.
[Play mufic.

The County will be here with music straight,
For fo he faid he would. I hear him near.
Nurfe,-wife,-what, ho! what, nurse, I fay?
Enter Nufe.

Go, waken Juliet, go and trim her up,
I'll go and chat with Paris hie, make hafte,
Make hafte, the bridegroom he is come already;
Make hafte, I fay. [Exeunt Capulet and Nurse, severally.

Changes to Juliet's chamber, Juliet on a bed.

Re-enter Nurfe..

Nurfe. Miftrefs,-what, miftrefs! Juliet-Faft, I warrant her,

Why, lamb-why, lady - Fie, you flug-a bed-
Why, love, Iiay -Madam, fweet-heart-why,
bride

What, not a word! you take your pennyworths now;
Sleep for a week; the next night I warrant,
The County Paris hath fet up his reft,

That