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: So please you, let me now be left alone, And let the nurse this night sit up with you; 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, My dismal scene I needs must act alone.— What if this mixture do not work at all? Must I of force be married to the county?- [Laying down a dagger. What if it be a poison, which the friar Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead; Come to redeem me? there's a fearful point! 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,— Where, for these many hundred years, the bones Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth, So early waking-what with loathsome smells; [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 fabulous accounts of the plant called mandrake give it a degree of animal life, and say that when it is torn from the ground it groans, which is fatal to him that pulls it up. + Distracted. The room where pies were made. The curfeu bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock :- Nurse. 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. [Exit. Cap. 'Mass, and well said; A merry whoreson ! ha, Thou shalt be logger-head.-Good faith, 'tis day : The county will be here with musick straight, [Musick 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; * Mouse was a term of endearment to a woman. SCENE V. Juliet's chamber; Juliet on the bed. Enter Nurse. Nurse. Mistress!—what, mistress!—Juliet!-fast, 1 warrant her, she : Why, lamb!-why, lady !-fye, you slug-a-bed !— Why, love, I say!-madam! sweet-heart!—why, bride! What, not a word?-you take your pennyworths now; Sleep for a week: for the next night, I warrant, That you shall rest but little.-God forgive me, He'll fright you up, i'faith.-Will it not be? Enter Lady Capulet. La. Cap. What noise is here? O lamentable day! Look, look! O heavy day! La. Cap. What is the matter? La. Cap. O me, O 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! La. Cap. Alack the day! she's dead, she's dead, she's dead! Cap. Ha! let me see her:-Out, alas! she's cold; Her blood is settled; and her joints are stiff; La. Cap. O woful 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 Laurence and Paris, with Musicians. Fri. Come, is the bride ready to go to church? Cap. Ready to go, but never to return: O son, the night before thy wedding-day Flower as she was, deflowered by him. And doth it give me such a sight as this? La. Cap. Accurs'd, unhappy, wretched, hateful day! Most miserable hour, that e'er time saw In lasting labour of his pilgrimage! But one, poor one, one poor and loving child, And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight. |