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the with hunts light it grow and dark
Some say the lark makes sweet division ; a
Nurse. Your lady mother is coming to your chamber : The day is broke; be wary, look about. [Exit Nurse.
Jul. Then, window, let day in, and let life out.
Rom. Farewell! I will omit no opportunity That may convey my greetings, love, to thee.
Jul. O, thinkest thou we shall ever meet again?
Rom. I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve
Jul. O God! I have an ill-divining soul; 8
Rom. And trust me, love, in my eye so do you:
a Sweet division. A division in music is a number of quick notes sung to one syllable; a kind of warbling. This continued to prevail in vocal music till rather recently. Handel, governed by custom rather than by his own better taste, introduces divisions in many of his airs and choruses. Steevens, in his note on this word, mistakes the meaning entirely.
0 (A) reads “my love, my lord, my friend,” which has supplied the modern text.
• (A), below.
Jul. O fortune, fortune ! all men call thee fickle :
La. Cap. [Within.] Ho, daughter! are you up?
Jul. Who is 't that calls? is it my lady mother?
Enter LADY CAPULET.
Madam, I am not well.
Jul. Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss.
La. Cap. So shall you feel the loss, but not the friend
Feeling so the loss,
La. Cap. Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death, As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him.
Jul. What villain, madam?
That same villain, Romeo.
La. Cap. That is, because the traitor lives.
Jul. Ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands. 'Would, none but I might venge my cousin's death!
La. Cap. We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not: Then weep no more. I 'll send to one in Mantua,Where that same banish'd runagate doth live, Shall give him such an unaccustom’d dram,a
a We have again a made-up text in modern editions. (A) (the other lines being different) has,
“ That shall bestow on him so sure a draught.”
That he shall soon keep Tybalt company:
Jul. Indeed, I never shall be satisfied
La. Cap. Find thou the means, and I 'll find such a man. But now I 'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl.
Jul. And joy comes well in such a needy a time : What are they, I beseech your ladyship?
La. Cap. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child; One, who, to put thee from thy heaviness, Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy, That thou expect'st not, nor I look'd not for.
Jul. Madam, in happy time, what day is that ?
La. Cap. Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn,
Jul. Now, by St. Peter's church, and Peter too,
La. Cap. Here comes your father; tell him so yourself, And see how he will take it at your hands.
Enter CAPULET and Nurse. Cap. When the sun sets, the earth doth drizzle dew; * (A), needful. 0(D) gives us air, which the modern editors have followed.
But for the sunset of my brother's son,
La. Cap. Ay, sir; but she will none, she gives you thanks. I would the fool were married to her grave!
Cap. Soft, take me with you, take me with you, wife.
Jul. Not proud, you have ; but thankful, that you have :
Cap. How now! how now, chop-logic! What is this?
La. Cap. Fie, fie! what, are you mad ?
Jul. Good father, I beseech you on my knees, Hear me with patience but to speak a word.
Cap. Hang thee, young baggage! disobedient wretch! I tell thee what,-get thee to church o' Thursday, Or never after look me in the face :
a Meant love-meant as love.
“ And yet not proud ;-Mistress, minion, you."
Speak not, reply not, do not answer me;
God in heaven bless her!-
Cap. And why, my lady wisdom ? hold your tongue, Good prudence; smatter with your gossips, go.
Nurse. I speak no treason.
0, God ye good den !
Peace, you mumbling fool !
You are too hot.
a (A), sent. b Thus (C) and folio. (A), which has been partially followed, has
“God's blessed mother! Wife, it mads me.
Day, night, early, late, at home, abroad,
Still my care hath been to see her match'd." • (A) gives train'd; (C) and folio, allied.