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Romeo and Juliet: Act 3, Scene 5


Summary

  *        Enter ROMEO and JULIET aloft.

      JULIET
  1   Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day:
  2   It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
  3   That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear;
  4   Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree:
  5   Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.

      ROMEO
  6   It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
  7   No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks
  8   Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east.
  9   Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
 10   Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
 11   I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

      JULIET
 12   Yon light is not daylight, I know it, I:
 13   It is some meteor that the sun exhal'd,
 14   To be to thee this night a torch-bearer,
 15   And light thee on thy way to Mantua.
 16   Therefore stay yet; thou need'st not to be gone.

      ROMEO
 17   Let me be ta'en, let me be put to death;
 18   I am content, so thou wilt have it so.
 19   I'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye,
 20   'Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia's brow;
 21   Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat
 22   The vaulty heaven so high above our heads.
 23   I have more care to stay than will to go:
 24   Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.
 25   How is't, my soul? let's talk; it is not day.

      JULIET
 26   It is, it is: hie hence, be gone, away!
 27   It is the lark that sings so out of tune,
 28   Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.
 29   Some say the lark makes sweet division;
 30   This doth not so, for she divideth us.
 31   Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyes,
 32   O, now I would they had changed voices too!
 33   Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray,
 34   Hunting thee hence with hunt's-up to the day.
 35   O, now be gone; more light and light it grows.

      ROMEO
 36   More light and light; more dark and dark our woes!

Summary
           Enter NURSE.

      Nurse
 37   Madam!

      JULIET
 38   Nurse?

      Nurse
 39   Your lady mother is coming to your chamber:
 40   The day is broke; be wary, look about.

           [Exit Nurse.]

      JULIET
 41   Then, window, let day in, and let life out.

      ROMEO
 42   Farewell, farewell! one kiss, and I'll descend.

           [He goeth down.]

      JULIET
 43   Art thou gone so? love, lord, ay, husband, friend!
 44   I must hear from thee every day in the hour,
 45   For in a minute there are many days:
 46   O, by this count I shall be much in years
 47   Ere I again behold my Romeo!

      ROMEO  [From below.]
 48   Farewell!
 49   I will omit no opportunity
 50   That may convey my greetings, love, to thee.

      JULIET
 51   O think'st thou we shall ever meet again?

      ROMEO
 52   I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve
 53   For sweet discourses in our time to come.

      JULIET
 54   O God, I have an ill-divining soul!
 55   Methinks I see thee, now thou art below,
 56   As one dead in the bottom of a tomb.
 57   Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale.

      ROMEO
 58   And trust me, love, in my eye so do you:
 59   Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu!

           Exit.

      JULIET
 60   O Fortune, Fortune! all men call thee fickle:
 61   If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him
 62   That is renown'd for faith? Be fickle, fortune;
 63   For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep him long,
 64   But send him back.

      LADY CAPULET  [Within.]
 64                                   Ho, daughter! are you up?

      JULIET
 65   Who is't that calls? is it my lady mother?
 66   Is she not down so late, or up so early?
 67   What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither?

Summary

 **        [She goeth down from the window.]

           Enter Mother [LADY CAPULET].

      LADY CAPULET
 68   Why, how now, Juliet!

      JULIET
 68                                          Madam, I am not well.

      LADY CAPULET
 69   Evermore weeping for your cousin's death?
 70   What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?
 71   An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live;
 72   Therefore, have done: some grief shows much of love;
 73   But much of grief shows still some want of wit.

      JULIET
 74   Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss.

      LADY CAPULET
 75   So shall you feel the loss, but not the friend
 76   Which you weep for.

      JULIET
 76                                  Feeling so the loss,
 77   I cannot choose but ever weep the friend.

      LADY CAPULET
 78   Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death,
 79   As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him.

      JULIET
 80   What villain madam?

      LADY CAPULET
 80                                    That same villain, Romeo.

      JULIET  [Aside.]
 81   Villain and he be many miles asunder.—
 82   God pardon him! I do, with all my heart;
 83   And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart.

      LADY CAPULET
 84   That is because the traitor murderer lives.

      JULIET
 85   Ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands:
 86   Would none but I might venge my cousin's death!

      LADY CAPULET
 87   We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not:
 88   Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,
 89   Where that same banish'd runagate doth live,
 90   Shall give him such an unaccustom'd dram,
 91   That he shall soon keep Tybalt company:
 92   And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied.

      JULIET
 93   Indeed, I never shall be satisfied
 94   With Romeo, till I behold him—dead—
 95   Is my poor heart so for a kinsman vex'd.
 96   Madam, if you could find out but a man
 97   To bear a poison, I would temper it,
 98   That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof,
 99   Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhors
100   To hear him named, and cannot come to him
101   To wreak the love I bore my cousin
102   Upon his body that slaughter'd him!

      LADY CAPULET
103   Find thou the means, and I'll find such a man.
104   But now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl.

      JULIET
105   And joy comes well in such a needy time:
106   What are they, I beseech your ladyship?

      LADY CAPULET
107   Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child;
108   One who, to put thee from thy heaviness,
109   Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy,
110   That thou expect'st not nor I look'd not for.

      JULIET
111   Madam, in happy time, what day is that?

      LADY CAPULET
112   Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn,
113   The gallant, young and noble gentleman,
114   The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,
115   Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride.

      JULIET
116   Now, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too,
117   He shall not make me there a joyful bride.
118   I wonder at this haste; that I must wed
119   Ere he, that should be husband, comes to woo.
120   I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam,
121   I will not marry yet; and, when I do, I swear,
122   It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,
123   Rather than Paris. These are news indeed!

      LADY CAPULET
124   Here comes your father; tell him so yourself,
125   And see how he will take it at your hands.

Summary

           Enter CAPULET and NURSE.

      CAPULET
126   When the sun sets, the air doth drizzle dew;
127   But for the sunset of my brother's son
128   It rains downright.
129   How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears?
130   Evermore showering? In one little body
131   Thou counterfeit'st a bark, a sea, a wind;
132   For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea,
133   Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is,
134   Sailing in this salt flood; the winds, thy sighs;
135   Who, raging with thy tears, and they with them,
136   Without a sudden calm, will overset
137   Thy tempest-tossed body. How now, wife!
138   Have you deliver'd to her our decree?

      LADY CAPULET
139   Ay, sir; but she will none, she gives you thanks.
140   I would the fool were married to her grave!

      CAPULET
141   Soft! take me with you, take me with you, wife.
142   How! will she none? doth she not give us thanks?
143   Is she not proud? doth she not count her blest,
144   Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought
145   So worthy a gentleman to be her bride?

      JULIET
146   Not proud, you have; but thankful, that you have:
147   Proud can I never be of what I hate;
148   But thankful even for hate, that is meant love.

      CAPULET
149   How, how, how, how, chopp'd logic! What is this?
150   "Proud," and "I thank you," and "I thank you not";
151   And yet "not proud." Mistress minion, you,
152   Thank me no thankings, nor, proud me no prouds,
153   But fettle your fine joints 'gainst Thursday next,
154   To go with Paris to Saint Peter's Church,
155   Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither.
156   Out, you green-sickness carrion! Out, you baggage!
157   You tallow-face!

      LADY CAPULET
157                              Fie, fie! what, are you mad?

      JULIET
158   Good father, I beseech you on my knees,
159   Hear me with patience but to speak a word.

      CAPULET
160   Hang thee, young baggage! disobedient wretch!
161   I tell thee what: get thee to church o' Thursday,
162   Or never after look me in the face:
163   Speak not, reply not, do not answer me;
164   My fingers itch. Wife, we scarce thought us blest
165   That God had lent us but this only child;
166   But now I see this one is one too much,
167   And that we have a curse in having her.
168   Out on her, hilding!

      Nurse
168                                    God in heaven bless her!
169   You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so.

      CAPULET
170   And why, my Lady Wisdom? hold your tongue,
171   Good Prudence; smatter with your gossips, go.

      Nurse
172   I speak no treason.

      CAPULET
172                                  O, God-i-god-en.

      Nurse
173   May not one speak?

      CAPULET
173                               Peace, you mumbling fool!
174   Utter your gravity o'er a gossip's bowl;
175   For here we need it not.

      LADY CAPULET
175                                      You are too hot.

      CAPULET
176   God's bread! it makes me mad! Day, night, work, play,
177   Alone, in company, still my care hath been
178   To have her match'd, and having now provided
179   A gentleman of noble parentage,
180   Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly lien'd,
181   Stuff'd, as they say, with honourable parts,
182   Proportion'd as one's thought would wish a man;
183   And then to have a wretched puling fool,
184   A whining mammet, in her fortune's tender,
185   To answer "I'll not wed; I cannot love,
186   I am too young; I pray you, pardon me."
187   But, as you will not wed, I'll pardon you:
188   Graze where you will you shall not house with me:
189   Look to't, think on't, I do not use to jest.
190   Thursday is near; lay hand on heart, advise.
191   An you be mine, I'll give you to my friend;
192   And you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets,
193   For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee,
194   Nor what is mine shall never do thee good:
195   Trust to't, bethink you; I'll not be forsworn.

           Exit.

      JULIET
196   Is there no pity sitting in the clouds,
197   That sees into the bottom of my grief?
198   O, sweet my mother, cast me not away!
199   Delay this marriage for a month, a week;
200   Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
201   In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.

      LADY CAPULET
202   Talk not to me, for I'll not speak a word.
203   Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee.

Summary

           Exit.

      JULIET
204   O God!—O nurse, how shall this be prevented?
205   My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven;
206   How shall that faith return again to earth,
207   Unless that husband send it me from heaven
208   By leaving earth? Comfort me, counsel me!
209   Alack, alack, that heaven should practise stratagems
210   Upon so soft a subject as myself!
211   What say'st thou? Hast thou not a word of joy?
212   Some comfort, nurse.

      Nurse
212                                   Faith, here it is.
213   Romeo is banish'd; and all the world to nothing,
214   That he dares ne'er come back to challenge you;
215   Or, if he do, it needs must be by stealth.
216   Then, since the case so stands as now it doth,
217   I think it best you married with the county.
218   O, he's a lovely gentleman!
219   Romeo's a dishclout to him. An eagle, madam,
220   Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye
221   As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart,
222   I think you are happy in this second match,
223   For it excels your first: or if it did not,
224   Your first is dead; or 'twere as good he were,
225   As living here and you no use of him.

      JULIET
226   Speakest thou from thy heart?

      Nurse
227   And from my soul too, else beshrew them both.

      JULIET
228   Amen!

      Nurse
229   What?

      JULIET
230   Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much.
231   Go in: and tell my lady I am gone,
232   Having displeased my father, to Laurence' cell,
233   To make confession and to be absolved.

      Nurse
234   Marry, I will; and this is wisely done.

           [Exit.]

      JULIET
235   Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend!
236   Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn,
237   Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue
238   Which she hath praised him with above compare
239   So many thousand times? Go, counsellor;
240   Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain.
241   I'll to the friar, to know his remedy;
242   If all else fail, myself have power to die.

           Exit.

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