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JULIET
Give me, give me O, tell not me of fear!
FRIAR LAURENCE (
giving her the vial
)
giving her the vial
)
Hold, get you gone. Be strong and prosperous
In this resolve. I’ll send a friar with speed
To Mantua with my letters to thy lord.
In this resolve. I’ll send a friar with speed
To Mantua with my letters to thy lord.
JULIET
Love give me strength, and strength shall help afford.
Farewell, dear father. Exeunt [severally]
4.2Farewell, dear father. Exeunt [severally]
Enter Capulet, his Wife, the Nurse, and
⌈
two
⌉
Servingmen
CAPULET (
giving a Servingman a paper
)
giving a Servingman a paper
)
So many guests invite as here are writ.
(
To the other Servingman
) Sirrah, go hire me twenty
cunning cooks.
⌈
Exit Servingman
⌉
To the other Servingman
) Sirrah, go hire me twenty
cunning cooks.
SERVINGMAN You shall have none ill, sir, for I’ll try if they can lick their fingers.
CAPULET How canst thou try them so?
SERVINGMAN Marry, sir, ’tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers, therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with me.
CAPULET Go, be gone. ⌈
Exit Servingman
⌉
Exit Servingman
⌉
We shall be much unfurnished for this time.
(To the Nurse) What, is my daughter gone to Friar
Laurence?
(To the Nurse) What, is my daughter gone to Friar
Laurence?
NURSE Ay, forsooth.
CAPULET
Well, he may chance to do some good on her.
A peevish, self-willed harlotry it is.
A peevish, self-willed harlotry it is.
Enter Juliet
NURSE
See where she comes from shrift with merry look.
CAPULET (
to Juliet
)
to Juliet
)
How now, my headstrong, where have you been gadding ?
JULIET
Where I have learned me to repent the sin
Of disobedient opposition
To you and your behests, and am enjoined
By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here
To beg your pardon. (Kneeling) Pardon, I beseech you.
Henceforward I am ever ruled by you.
Of disobedient opposition
To you and your behests, and am enjoined
By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here
To beg your pardon. (Kneeling) Pardon, I beseech you.
Henceforward I am ever ruled by you.
CAPULET ⌈
to the Nurse
⌉
to the Nurse
⌉
Send for the County; go tell him of this.
I’ll have this knot knit up tomorrow morning.
I’ll have this knot knit up tomorrow morning.
JULIET
I met the youthful lord at Laurence’ cell,
And gave him what becoming love I might,
Not stepping o’er the bounds of modesty.
And gave him what becoming love I might,
Not stepping o’er the bounds of modesty.
CAPULET
Why, I am glad on’t. This is well. Stand up.
This is as’t should be. Let me see the County.
⌈
To Nurse
⌉ 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.
Juliet rises
⌈
To Nurse
⌉ 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.
JULIET
Nurse, will you go with me into my closet
To help me sort such needful ornaments
As you think fit to furnish me tomorrow?
To help me sort such needful ornaments
As you think fit to furnish me tomorrow?
CAPULET’S
WIFE
WIFE
No, not till Thursday. There is time enough.
CAPULET
Go, Nurse, go with her. We’ll to church tomorrow.
Exeunt Juliet and Nurse
CAPULET’S WIFE
We shall be short in our provision.
’Tis now near night.
’Tis now near night.
CAPULET Tush, I will stir about,
And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife.
Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her.
I’ll not to bed tonight. 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 up him
Against tomorrow. My heart is wondrous light,
Since this same wayward girl is so reclaimed.
Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her.
I’ll not to bed tonight. 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 up him
Against tomorrow. My heart is wondrous light,
Since this same wayward girl is so reclaimed.
Exeunt
⌈
severally
⌉
Enter Juliet and the Nurse
⌈
with garments
⌉
JULIET
Ay, those attires are best. But, gentle Nurse,
I pray thee leave me to myself tonight,
For I have need of many orisons
To move the heavens to smile upon my state,
Which—well thou knowest—is cross and full of sin.
I pray thee leave me to myself tonight,
For I have need of many orisons
To move the heavens to smile upon my state,
Which—well thou knowest—is cross and full of sin.
Enter Capulet’s Wife
CAPULET’S WIFE
What, are you busy, ho? Need you my help?
JULIET
No, madam, we have culled such necessaries
As are behoveful for our state tomorrow.
So please you, let me now be left alone,
And let the Nurse this night sit up with you,
For I am sure you have your hands full all
In this so sudden business.
As are behoveful for our state tomorrow.
So please you, let me now be left alone,
And let the Nurse this night sit up with you,
For I am sure you have your hands full all
In this so sudden business.
CAPULET’S WIFE Good night.
Get thee to bed, and rest, for thou hast need.
Exeunt Capulet’s Wife
⌈
and Nurse
⌉
JULIET
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.
I’ll call them back again to comfort me.
Nurse!—What should she do here?
My dismal scene I needs must act alone.
Come, vial. What if this mixture do not work at all?
Shall I be married then tomorrow morning?
No, no, this shall forbid it. Lie thou there.
What if it be a poison which the friar
Subtly hath ministered to have me dead,
Lest in this marriage he should be dishonoured
Because he married me before to 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
Come 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 die 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 this many hundred years the bones
Of all my buried ancestors are packed;
Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,
Lies fest‘ring in his shroud; where, as they say,
At some hours in the night spirits resort—
Alack, alack, 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—
O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught,
Environèd with all these hideous fears,
And madly play with my forefathers’ joints,
And pluck the mangled Tybalt 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 ghost
Seeking out Romeo that did spit his body
Upon a rapier’s point. Stay, Tybalt, stay!
Romeo, Romeo, Romeo! Here’s drink. I drink to thee.
4.4I 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.
Nurse!—What should she do here?
⌈
She opens curtains, behind which is seen her bed
⌉
Come, vial. What if this mixture do not work at all?
Shall I be married then tomorrow morning?
No, no, this shall forbid it. Lie thou there.
She lays down a knife
Subtly hath ministered to have me dead,
Lest in this marriage he should be dishonoured
Because he married me before to 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
Come 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 die 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 this many hundred years the bones
Of all my buried ancestors are packed;
Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,
Lies fest‘ring in his shroud; where, as they say,
At some hours in the night spirits resort—
Alack, alack, 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—
O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught,
Environèd with all these hideous fears,
And madly play with my forefathers’ joints,
And pluck the mangled Tybalt 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 ghost
Seeking out Romeo that did spit his body
Upon a rapier’s point. Stay, Tybalt, stay!
Romeo, Romeo, Romeo! Here’s drink. I drink to thee.
She drinks from the vial and falls upon the bed,
⌈
pulling closed the curtains
⌉
Enter Capulet’s Wife, and the Nurse
⌈
With herbs
⌉
CAPULET’S WIFE
Hold, take these keys, and fetch more spices, Nurse.
NURSE
They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.
Enter Capulet
CAPULET
Come, stir, stir, stir! The second cock hath crowed.
The curfew bell hath rung. ’Tis three o’clock.
Look to the baked meats, good Angelica.
Spare not for cost.
The curfew bell hath rung. ’Tis three o’clock.
Look to the baked meats, good Angelica.
Spare not for cost.
NURSE Go, you cot-quean, go.
Get you to bed. Faith, you’ll be sick tomorrow
For this night’s watching.
For this night’s watching.
CAPULET
No, not a whit. What, I have watched ere now
All night for lesser cause, and ne’er been sick.
All night for lesser cause, and ne’er been sick.
CAPULET’S WIFE
Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time,
But I will watch you from such watching now.
But I will watch you from such watching now.
Exeunt Capulet’s Wife and Nurse
CAPULET
A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood!
Enter three or four Servingmen, with spits and logs and baskets
Now, fellow, what is there?
FIRST SERVINGMAN
Things for the cook, sir, but I know not what.
CAPULET
Make haste, make haste.
Sirrah, fetch drier logs.
Call Peter. He will show thee where they are.
Exit First Servingman
⌈
and one or two others
⌉
Call Peter. He will show thee where they are.
SECOND SERVINGMAN
I have a head, sir, that will find out logs
And never trouble Peter for the matter.
And never trouble Peter for the matter.
CAPULET
Mass, and well said! A merry whoreson, ha!
Thou shalt be loggerhead.
Exit Second Servingman
Good faith, ’tis day.
The County will be here with music straight,
For so he said he would.
Thou shalt be loggerhead.
Exit Second Servingman
Good faith, ’tis day.
The County will be here with music straight,
For so he said he would.
Music plays within
I hear him near.
Nurse! Wife! What ho, what, Nurse, I say!
Go waken Juliet. Go and trim her up.
I’ll go and chat with Paris. Hie, make haste,
Make haste, the bridegroom he is come already.
Make haste, I say.
Exit
Nurse! Wife! What ho, what, Nurse, I say!
Enter the Nurse
I’ll go and chat with Paris. Hie, make haste,
Make haste, the bridegroom he is come already.
Make haste, I say.
Exit
NURSE
Mistress, what, mistress! Juliet! Fast, I warrant her, she.
Why, lamb, why, lady! Fie, you slug-abed!
Why, love, I say, madam, sweetheart, why, bride!
What, not a word? You take your pennyworths now.
Sleep for a week, for the next night, I warrant,
The County Paris hath set up his rest
That you shall rest but little. God forgive me!
Marry, and amen. How sound is she asleep!
I needs must wake her. Madam, madam, madam!
Ay, let the County take you in your bed.
He’ll fright you up, i’faith. Will it not be?
Why, lamb, why, lady! Fie, you slug-abed!
Why, love, I say, madam, sweetheart, why, bride!
What, not a word? You take your pennyworths now.
Sleep for a week, for the next night, I warrant,
The County Paris hath set up his rest
That you shall rest but little. God forgive me!
Marry, and amen. How sound is she asleep!
I needs must wake her. Madam, madam, madam!
Ay, let the County take you in your bed.
He’ll fright you up, i’faith. Will it not be?
⌈
She draws back the curtains
⌉
What, dressed and in your clothes, and down again?
I must needs wake you. Lady, lady, lady!
Alas, alas! Help, help! My lady’s dead.
O welladay, that ever I was born!
Some aqua-vitae, ho! My lord, my lady!
I must needs wake you. Lady, lady, lady!
Alas, alas! Help, help! My lady’s dead.
O welladay, that ever I was born!
Some aqua-vitae, ho! My lord, my lady!
Enter Capulet’s Wife
CAPULET’S WIFE
What noise is here?
NURSE O lamentable day!
CAPULET’S WIFE
What is the matter?
NURSE Look, look. O heavy day!
CAPULET’S WIFE
O me, O me, my child, my only life!
Revive, look up, or I will die with thee.
Help, help, call help!
Revive, look up, or I will die with thee.
Help, help, call help!
Enter Capulet
CAPULET
For shame, bring Juliet forth. Her lord is come.
NURSE
She’s dead, deceased. She’s dead, alack the day!
CAPULET’S WIFE
Alack the day, she’s dead, she’s dead, she’s dead!
CAPULET
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.
Death lies on her like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff.
Life and these lips have long been separated.
Death lies on her like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
NURSE
O lamentable day!
CAPULET’S WIFE O woeful time!
CAPULET
Death, that hath ta’en her hence to make me wail,
Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak.
Enter Friar Laurence and Paris, with Musicians
Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak.
Enter Friar Laurence and Paris, with Musicians
FRIAR LAURENCE
Come, is the bride ready to go to church?
CAPULET
Ready to go, but never to return.
(
To Paris
) O son, the night before thy wedding day
Hath death lain with thy wife. See, there she lies,
Flower as she was, deflowered by him.
Death is my son-in-law, death is my heir.
My daughter he hath wedded. I will die,
And leave him all. Life, living, all is death’s.
(
To Paris
) O son, the night before thy wedding day
Hath death lain with thy wife. See, there she lies,
Flower as she was, deflowered by him.
Death is my son-in-law, death is my heir.
My daughter he hath wedded. I will die,
And leave him all. Life, living, all is death’s.
⌈
Paris, Capulet and his Wife, and the Nurse all at once wring their hands and cry out together:
⌉
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