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And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo seald,
Shall be the label to another deed,
Or my true heart with treacherous revolt
Turn to another, this shall say them both:
Therefore out of thy long-experienc'd time,
Give me some present counsel; or, behold,
'Twixt my extreams and me this bloody knife
Shall play the umpire ; arbitrating that,
Which the commission of thy years and art
Could to no issue of true honour bring:
Be not so long to speak ; I long to die,
If what thou speak ft fpeak not of remedy.
Fri. Hold, daughter, I do 'spy a kind of hope,
Which craves as desperate an execution,
As That is desp'rate which we would prevent.
If, rather than to marry County Paris,
Thou haft the strength of will to say thy self,
Then it is likely, thou wilt undertake
A thing like death to chide away this shame,
That cop't with death himself, to 'scape from it :
And if thou darft, I'll give thee remedy.
Jul. O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris,
From off the battlements of yonder tower : :
Or chain me to some steepy mountain's top,
Where roaring bears and savage lions roam;
Or shut me nightly in a charnel house,
O’er-cover'd quite with dead mens ratling bones,
With reeky shanks, and yellow chapless skulls;
Or bid me go into a new-made Grave,
And hide me with a dead man in his shroud;
(Things, that to hear them nam’d, have made me trem-
And I will do it without fear or doubt,
To live an unftain'd wife to my sweet love.
Fri. Hold, then, go home, be merry, give consent
To marry Paris ; Wednesday is to morrow;
To morrow Night, look, that thou lye alone.
(Let not thy Nurse lye with thee in thy chamber :)
Take thou this vial, being then in Bed,
And this distilled liquor drink thou off;
When presently through all thy veins shall run
A cold and drowsie humour, which shall seize
Each vital spirit ; for no Pulse shall keep
His nat’ral progress, but surcease to beat.
No warmth, no breath, shall testify thou livest;
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes; thy eyes' windows fall,
Like death, when he shuts up the day of life ;
Each Part, depriv'd of fupple Government,
Shall stiff, and stark, and cold appear like Death:
And in this borrowed likeness of Ihrunk death
Thou shalt continue two and forty hours,
And then awake, as from a pleasant Neep.
Now when the bridegroom in the morning comes
To rowse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead :
Then, as the manner of our Country is,
In thy best robes uncover'd on the bier,
Be borne to burial in thy kindred's Grave:
Thou shalt be born to that same antient vault,
Where all the kindred of the Capulets lye.
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 unconstant toy, nor womanish fear,
Abate thy valour in the acting it.
Jul. Give me, oh give me, tell me not of fear.
(Taking the vial.
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
Farewel, dear father!
SCENE changes to Capulet's House.
Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, Nurse, and two or three
O many Guests invite, as here are writ ;
Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks. Ser. You shall have none ill, Sir, for I'll try if they can lick their fingers.
Cap. How canst thou try them fo?
Ser. Marry, Sir, 'tis an ill cook thaç cannot lick his own fingers: therefore he, that cannot lick his fingers, goes not with me.
Cap. Go, be gone.
We shall be much unfurnith'd for this time :
What, is my daughter gone to Friar Lawrence?
Nurse. Ay, forsooth,
Cap. Well, he may chance to do some good on her: A peevith self-willd harlotry it is.
Enter Juliet. Nurse. See, where she comes from Shrift with merry
Cap. How now, my head-strong? where have you
Jul. Where I have learnt me to repent the sin
Of disobedient oppofition
To You and your Behests ; and am enjoyn'd
By holy Lawrence to fall prostrate here,
And 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.
oJulo I met the youthful lord at Lawrence' cell,
And gave him what becoming 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 mor-
[ Exeunt Juliet and Nurse. La. Cap. We shall be short in our provision ; 'Tis now near night.
Cap. Tush, I will stir about,
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. What, ho!
They are all forth; well, I will walk my self
To County Paris, to prepare him up
Against to morrow. My heart's wondrous light,
Since this same way-ward girl is so reclaim'd.
[Exeunt Capulet and lady Capulet.
SCENE changes to Juliet's Chamber.
Enter Juliet and Nurse.
I pray thee, leave me to my self to night:
For I have need of many Orisons
To move the heav'ns to smile upon my State,
Which, well thou know'st, is cross, and full of Sin.
Enter lady Capulet.
La. Cap. What, are you busie, do you need my help?
Jul. No, Madam, we have culld 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.
La. Cap. Good night,
Get thee to bed and rest, for thou haft need. [Exeunt.
Jul. Farewel — God knows, when we shall meet a-
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 difmal scene I needs must act alone :
Cóme, vial — What if this mixture do not work at all?
Shall I of force be marry'd to the Count?
No, no, this shall forbid it ; lye thou there
[Pointing to a dagger.
What if it be a poison, which the Friar
Subtly hath ministred, 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
Comes to redeem me? there's a fearful point !
Shall I not then be ftified in the vault,
To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in,
And there be 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 antient receptacle,
Where, for these many hundred years, the bones
Of all my buried Ancestors are packt;
Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,
Lies feftring in his shroud; where, as they say,
At some hours in the night spirits resort
Alas, alas! 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.
Or if I wake, shall I not be distraught,