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 shall he come; and he and I
Will watch thy waking, and that very night
Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua.

And this shall free thee from this present shame;
If no inconstant toy, nor womanish fear,
Abate thy valour in the acting it.

JUL. Give me, give me! O tell not me of fear.
FRI. 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.

JUL. Love, give me strength! and strength shall help

afford.

Farewell, dear father!

SCENE II.—A Room in Capulet's House.

[Exeunt.

Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, NURSE, and Servants. CAP. So many guests invite as here are writ.

Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.

[Exit Servant.

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, 't is an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers: therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with me.

CAP. Go, begone.—

We shall be much unfurnish'd for this time.

What, is my daughter gone to friar Laurence?

NURSE. Ay, forsooth.

[Exit Servant.

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

Enter JULIET.

NURSE. See, where she comes from shrift with merry look. CAP. How now, my headstrong? where have you been gadding?

JUL. Where I have learn'd me to repent the sin Of disobedient opposition

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you, and your behests; and am enjoin'd
By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here,
To beg your pardon:-Pardon, I beseech 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 Laurence' cell;
And gave him what becomed love I might,
Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty.

CAP. 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 sort such needful ornaments

As you think fit to furnish me to-morrow?

LA. CAP. No, not till Thursday; there is time enough. CAP. Go, nurse, go with her:-we 'll to church to-morrow. [Exeunt JULIET and NURSE. LA. CAP. We shall be short in our provision;

'T is now near night.

САР.

Tush! I will stir about,

-What, ho!-

And all things shall 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.—
They are all forth: Well, I will walk myself
To county Paris, to prepare him up
Against to-morrow: my heart is wondrous light,
Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd.

SCENE III.-Juliet's Chamber.

Enter JULIET and NURSE.

[Exeunt.

JUL. Ay, 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 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, ho? Need you my help? JUL. No, madam; we have cull'd such necessaries As are behoveful for our state to-morrow:

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.

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:

I'll call them back again to comfort me;-
Nurse!-What should she do here?

My dismal scene I needs must act alone.-
Come, phial.-

What if this mixture do not work at all?

Shall I be married then to-morrow morning?
No, no;-this shall forbid it:-lie thou there.-

[Laying down a dagger.

What if it be a poison, which the friar
Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead;
Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd,
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 these many hundred years, the bones
Of all my buried ancestors are pack'd;

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,
Environed 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 desperate 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!-I drink to thee.

[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 curfew bell hath rung, 't is three o'clock:—

Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica:

Spare not for cost.

NURSE.

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 show thee where they are.

2 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 whoreson! ha, Thou shalt be loggerhead.-Good father, 't is day:

[Exit.

The county will be here with music straight, [Music within.
For so he said he would. I hear him near:-
Nurse!-Wife!—what, ho!—what, nurse, I say!

Enter NURSE.

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.

[Exeunt.

SCENE V.-Juliet's Chamber; JULIET on the Bed.

Enter NURSE.

NURSE. Mistress!-what, mistress!-Juliet!-fast, I warrant her, she:

Why, lamb!-Why, lady!—fie, you slug-a-bed!—

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 must needs 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?
What, dress'd! and in your clothes! and down again!