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Thou hadst the strength of will to slay thyself; / , Cup. Go, begone.- (Exit SERVANT.
We shall be much unfurnish'd for this time.
Cap. How now, my headstrong ? where have
you been gadding ? Or bid me go into a new-made grave,
Jul. Where I have learn'd me to repent the And hide me with a dead man in his shroud; Of disobedient opposition
(sin Things that, to hear them told, have made me To you, and your behests ;t and am enjoin'd tremble;
By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here,
Jub. Nurse, will you go with me into my
La. Cap. No, not till Thursday; there is
(Exeunt Juliet und Nurse. comes
[dead: La. Cap. We shall be short in our provision;
Cap. Tush! I will stir about, [wife :
SCENE III.-Juliet's Chamber.
Enter JULIET and NURSE.
Which, well thou know'st, is cross and full of Farewell, dear father.
Enter LADY CAPULET.
La. Cap. What, are you busy? do you peed
my help? Cap. So many guests invite as here are
Jul. No, madam; we have cullid such neces
[Exit Servant. As are behoveful for our state to-morrow:
So please you, let me now be left alone,
For, I am sure, you have your hands full all,
In this so sudden business.
1 Commands Becoming.
La. Cap. Good night!
Cap. No, not a whit; What! I have watch'd Get thee to bed, and rest; for thou hast need.
(Exeunt Lady CAPULET and Nurse. All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick. Jul. Farewell! God knows, when we shall Ln. Cap. Ay, you have been a mouse-bunt' meet again.
in your time; I have a faiut cold fear thrills through my veins, But I will watch you from such watching now. That almost freezes up the heat of life:
(Ereunt Lady CAPULET, and NURSE. I'll call them back again to comfort me ;- Cap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-bood !--- Now, Nurse !- What should she do here?
(fellow, My dismal scene I needs must act alone. Come, phial.
Enter Servants, with Spits, Logs, and Baskets. What if this mixture do not work at all? Must I of force be married to the county?
1 Serv. Things for the cook, Sir; but I know
not what. No, no;this shall forbid it :- lie thou there.(Laying down a Dagger.
Cap. Make haste, make haste. (Exit 1 Sesv.]
Sirrah, fetch drier logs; What if it be a poison, which the friar
Call Peter, he will show thee where they are. Subtly hath minister's to have me dead; Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd,
2 Serv. I have a head, Sir, that will find out Because he married me before to Romeo ?
logs, 1 fear, it is: and yet, methinks, it should not,
And never trouble Peter for the matter. [Erit. For he hath still been tried a holy man:
Cap. 'Mass, and well said; A merry whoreson! ha,
[day: I will not entertain so bad a thought.How if, when I am laid into the tomb,
Thou shalt be logger-head.—Good faith, 'tis I wake before the time that Romeo
The county will be here with music straight, Come to redeem me? there's a fearful point!
(Music within. Shall I not then be stifled in the vault,
For so he said he would. I hear him near:
Nurse! — Wife!-what, ho !-what, nurse, I To whose foul mouth no healthsome air
Go, waken Juliet, go, and trim her up; Together with the terror of the place,
I'll go and chat with Paris :-Hie, inake haste, Where, for these many hundred years, the Make haste, I say! As in a vault, an ancient receptacle,' [bones Make baste! the bridegroom he is come alOf all my buried ancestors are pack'd;
(Ereunt. Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth, SCENE V.-Juliet's Chamber; JULIET on Lies fest'ring in his shroud; where, as they
the Bed. say, At some hours in the night spirits resort;
Enter NURSE. Alack, alack! is it not like, that I,
Nurse. Mistress !-what, mistress ! -Juliet! So early waking,—wbat with loathsome smells;
--fast, I warrant her, she: And shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the Why, lamb !-why, lady!—fie, you slug-d. earth,
bed !That living mortals, hearing them, run mad;*- Why, love, I say!-madam! sweet-heart()! if I wake, shall I not be distraught,
why, bride! Environed with all these hideous fears? What, not a word ?-you take your peony; And madly play with my forefathers' joints ?
(rant, And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his Sleep for a week: for the next night, I warshroud ?
(bone, The county Paris hath set up his rest, And, in this rage, with some great kinsinan's That you shall rest but little.--God forgive As with a club, dash out my desperate brains ? (Marry and amen!) how sound is she asleep! (), look! methinks, I see my cousin's ghost I needs must wake her :-Madam, madam, Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body
madam! Upon a rapier's point:--Stay, Tybalt, stay!
-Ay, let the county take you in your bed ; Romeo, I come! this do I drink io thee. He'll fright you up, i'faith. -Will it not be?
[She throws herself on the Bed. What, dress'd! and in your clothes ! and down SCENE IV.-CAPULET's Hall.
I must needs wake you: Lady! lady! lady! Enter Lady CAPULET and NURSE. Alas! alas !--Help! help! my lady's dead!-La. Cap. Hold, take these keys, and fetch O, well-a-day, that ever I was born more spices, nurse.
Some aqua-vitæ, ho !--my lord ! my lady! Nurse. They call for dates and quioces in the pastry.
Enter Lady CAPULET.
La. Cap. What noise is here?
Nurse. O lamentable day! Cap. Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock Ln. Cap. What is the matter ? hath crow'd,
Nurse. Look, look! O heavy day! The curfeu bell hath wrung, 'tis three o'clock:- La. Cap. O me, O me!--my child, my only Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica :
life, Spare not for cost.
Rerive, look up, or I will die with thee! Nurse. Go, go, you cot-quean, go,
Help, help!--call belp.
Cap. For shame, bring Juliet forth ; give it a degree of animal life, and when it is torn from the
is come. ground it groans, which is fatal to him that pulls it up. † Distracted. 1 The room where pies were made. # Mouse was a term of endearment to a woman
Nurse. She's dead, deceas'd, she's dead ;' On this fair corse ; and, as the custom is, alack the day!
In all her best array bear her to church : La. Cup. Alack the day! she's dead, she's For though fond nature bids us all lament, dead, she's dead.
Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment. Cap. Ha ! let me see her :-Out, alas ! she's Cap. All things, that we ordained festival, cold;
Turn from their office to black funeral:
And all things change them to the contrary.
Fri. Sir, go you in,-and, madam, go with
To follow this fair corse unto her grave :
Move them no more, by crossing their high
will. [Excunt CAPULET, Lady CAPU
LET, Paris, and FRIAR.
put up; Hath death lain with thy bride :-See, there For, well you know, this is a pitiful case. she lies,
(Exit Nurse. Flower as she was, deflowered by him.
1 Mus. Ay, by my troth, the case may be
Pet. Musicians, O, musicians, Heurt's ease,
heart's ease ; 0, an you will have me live, play La. Cap. Accurs’d, unhappy, wretched, hate-/-heart's ease. ful day!
1 Mus. Why heart's ease? Most miserable hour, that e'er time saw
Pet. (), musicians, because my heart itself In lasting labour of his pilgrimage!
plays--My heart is full of woe: 0, play me some But one, poor one, one poor and loving child, merry dump, to comfort me. But one thing to rejoice and solace in,
2 Mus. Not a dump we; 'tis no time to play And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight. now: Nurse. O woe! O woeful, woeful, woeful
Pet. You will not then? day!
2 Mus. No.
Pet. I will then give it you soundly.
1 Mus. What will you give us ?
Pet. No money, on my faith ; but the gleek :$
I will give you the minstrel.
1 Mus. Then will I give you the serving. Par. Beguild, divorced, wronged, spited,
Pet. Then will I lay the serving-creature's Most détestable death, by thee beguild,
dagger on your pate. I will carry no crotchBy cruel cruel thee quite overthrown!
ets : I'll re you, I'll fa yon; Do you note me? O love! O life!--not life, but love in death! 1 Mus. An you re us, and fa us, you note us. Cap. Despis'd, distressed, hated, martyr'd,
2 Mus. Pray you, put up your dagger, and kill'd !
put out your wit. Uncomfortable time! why cam'st thou now,
Pet. Then have at you with my wit ; I will To murder murder our solemnity ?
dry-beat you with an iron wit, and put up my ( child! Ochild !--my soul, and not my iron dagger :-Answer me like men:
child !Dead art thou, dead!-alack! my child is dead; When griping grief the heart doth wound, And, with my child, my joys are buried !
And doleful dumps the mind oppress,
Why, silver sound? why, music with her silver
What say you, Simon Catling?
1 Mus. Marry, Sir, because silver hath a death;
sweet sound. But heaven keeps his part in eternal life.
Pet. Pretty! What say you, Hugh Rebeck ? The most you sought was-her promotion ;
2 Mus. I say-silver sound, because musicians For'twas your heaven, she should be advanca: sound for silver. And weep ye now, seeing she is advanc'd,
Pet. Pretty too !-What say you, James Above the clouds, as high as heaven itself?
Soundpost? 0, in this love, you love your child so ill,
3 Mus. 'Faith, I know not what to say. That you run mad, seeing that she is well:
Pet. O, I cry you mercy! you are the singer: She's not well married, that lives married long; I will say for you. It is music with her silver But she's best married, that dies married
* Dumps were heavy mournful tunes. young.
+ To gleek is to scoff, and a gleekman signified a minstrel. Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary
" And the jocund rebecks sound." -Milton,
sound, because such fellows as you have sel. | Noting this penury, to myself I said, dom gold for sounding :
And if a man did need a poison now,
Whose sale is present death in Mantua.
(Exit, singing. O, this same thought did but forerun my 1 Mus. What a pestilent knave is this same?
need; 2 Mus. Hang him, Jack! Come, we'll in And this same needy man must sell it me. here; tarry for the mourners, and stay dinner. As I remember, this should be the house:
(Exeunt. Being holiday, the beggar's shop is sbut.
What, ho! apothecary!
Ap. Who calls so loud ?
Rom. Come hither, man.-I see, that thou Rom. If I may trust the flattering eye of Hold, there is forty ducats: let me have
sleep, My dreams presage some joyful news at hand: As will disperse itself through all the
A dram of poison ; such soon-speeding geer My bosom's lord* sits lightly in his throne;
That the life-weary taker may fall dead; And, all this day, an unaccustom'd spirit Lifts me above the ground with cheerful. And that the trunk may be discharg'd of
As violently, as hasty powder fir'd I dreamt, my lady came and found me dead;
Doth burry from the fatal candon's womb. (Strange dream! that gives a dead man leave to think,)
Ap. Such mortal drugs I have; but Man
tua's law And breath'd such life with kisses in my lips, That I reviv'd, and was an emperor.
Is death, to any he that utters them. Ah me! how sweet is love itself possess'd,
Rom. Art thou so bare, and full of wretch
Need and oppression starveth in thy eyes,
Upon thy back hangs, ragged misery,
this. Bal. Then she is well, and nothing can be ill; Ap. My poverty, but not my will, conHer body sleeps in Capel's monument,
And drink it off; and, if you had the strength ( pardon me for bringing these ill news, Of twenty men, it would despatch you Since you did leave it for my office, Sir.
straight. Rom. Is it even so? then I defy you, stars! Rom. There is thy gold; worse poison to Thou kpow'st my lodging: get me ink and men's souls, paper,
Doing more murders in this loathsome world, And hire post-horses; I will hence to-night. Than these poor compounds that thou may'st Bal. Pardon me, Sir, I will not leave you
not sell : thus :
I sell thee poison, thou hast sold me none. Your looks are pale and wild, and do import Farewell; buy food, and get thyself in flesh.Some misadventure.
Come, cordial, and not poison; go with me Rom. Tush, thou art deceiv'd;
To Juliet's grave, for there must I use thee. Leave me, and do the thing I bid thee do:
[Exeunt. Hast thou no letters to me from the friar? Bal. No, my good lord.
SCENE II.-Friar LAURENCE's Cell. Rom. No matter: get thee gone,
Enter Friar John. And hire those horses; I'll be with theo straight.
[Exit BALTHASAR. John. Holy Franciscan friar! brother, ho! Well, Juliet, I will lie with thee to-night. Let's see for means :-0, mischief, thou art
Enter Friar LAURENCE. swift
Lau. This same should be the voice of friar
Welcome from Mantua : What says Romeo?
John. Going to find a barefoot brother out, Culling of simples ;t meager were his looks,
One of our order to associate me, Sharp misery had worn him to the bones :
Here in this city visiting the sick, And in his needy shop a tortoise hung,
And finding him, the searchers of the town, An alligator stuff'd, and other skins
Suspecting that we both were in a house
Where the infectious pestilence did reign,
Seald up the doors, and would not let us
Lau. Who bare my letter then to Romeo ?
John. I could not send it,- here it is But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry
In what I further shall intend to do,
By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint, So fearful were they of infection.
And strew this hungry church-yard with thy Lau. Unhappy fortune! by my brotherhood,
limbs : The letter was not nice, * but full of charge, The time aud my intents are savage-wild; Of dear import; and the neglecting it
More fierce, and more inexorable far, May do much danger: Friar John, go hence; Than empty tigers, or the roaring sea. Get me an iron crow, and bring it straight Bal. I will be gone, Sir, and not trouble Unto my cell.
you. John. Brother, I'll go and brivg't thee. Rom. So shalt thou show me friendship.
Take thou that:
Bal. For all this same, I'll hide me hereHath had no notice of these accidents:
about; But I will write again to Mantua,
His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt. And keep her at my cell till Romeo come;
[Retires. Poor living corse, clos’d in a dead man's Rom. Thou détestable maw, thou womb of tomb !
Gorg'd with the dearest morsel of the earth,
Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open,
(Breaking open the Door of the Monument.
And, in despite, I'll cram thee with more Enter PARIS, and his Page, bearing Flowers
food! and a Torch.
Par. This is that banish'd haughty MontaPar. Give me thy torch, buy: Hence, and
(grief, stand aloof;
That murder'd my love's cousin ;-with which
[Adrances. (Being loose, unfirn, with digging up of Stop thy unballow'd toil, vile Montague; graves,)
Can vengeance be pursu'd farther than death?
Rom. I must, indeed; and therefore came I
hither. Page. I am almost afraid to stand alone Good gentle youth, tempt not a desperate man, Here in the church-yard; yet I will adventure. Fly hence and leave me ;-think upon these
Heap not another sin upon my head,
By heaven, I love thee better than myself:
For I come hither arm'd against myself : Accept this latest favour at my hands; Stay not, begone ;-live, and hereafter say'That living honour'd thee, and, being dead, A madman's mercy bade thee run away. With funeral praises do adorn thy tomb! Par. I do defy thy conjurations,*
[The Boy whistles. And do attach thee as a felon here. The boy gives warning, something doth ap- Rom. Wilt thou provoke me? then have at proach.
[They fight. What cursed foot wanders this way to-night, Page. O lord! they fight: I will go call the To cross my obsequies, and true-love's rites?
[Erit Page. What, with a torch !--muffle me, night, a Par. O, I am slain! (Falls.]-If thou be while.
Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet. (Dies. Enter Romeo and BALTHASAR with a Torch, Rom. In faith, I will :- Let me peruse this Mattock, &c.
Mercutio's kiosman, noble county Paris :Rom. Give me that mattock, and the wrench- What said my man, when my betossed soul ing iron.
Did not attend him as we rode? I think,
To think it was so ?-0, give me thy hand,
This vault a feasting presencet full of light. gone:
* I refuse to do as thou conjurest me to do, i e. depart.
+ The allusion is to a louvre or turret full of winduv> * 1. e. On a trivial or idle subject.
by means of which ancient halls, &c. are illuminated. t'I. e. Action of importance.