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Can you love the gentleman?This night you shall behold him at our feast;Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face,And find delight writ there with beauty's pen;Examine every married lineament,And see how one another lends contentAnd what obscured in this fair volume liesFind written in the margent of his eyes. This precious book of love, this unbound lover,To beautify him, only lacks a cover:The fish lives in the sea, and 'tis much prideFor fair without the fair within to hide:That book in many's eyes doth share the glory,That in gold clasps locks in the golden story;So shall you share all that he doth possess,By having him, making yourself no less. NurseNo less! Nay, bigger; women grow by men. LADY CAPULETSpeak briefly, can you like of Paris' love?JULIETI'll look to like, if looking liking move: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBut no more deep will I endart mine eyeThan your consent gives strength to make it fly. Enter a ServantServantMadam, the guests are come, supper served up, youcalled, my young lady asked for, the nurse cursed inthe pantry, and every thing in extremity. I musthence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. LADY CAPULETWe follow thee. Exit ServantJuliet, the county stays. NurseGo, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. ExeuntSCENE IV. A street. Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six Maskers, Torch-bearers, and othersROMEOWhat, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?Or shall we on without a apology?BENVOLIOThe date is out of such prolixity:We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf,Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath,Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper;Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spokeAfter the prompter, for our entrance:But let them measure us by what they will;We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. ROMEOGive me a torch: I am not for this ambling;Being but heavy, I will bear the light. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. ROMEONot I, believe me: you have dancing shoesWith nimble soles: I have a soul of leadSo stakes me to the ground I cannot move. MERCUTIOYou are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings,And soar with them above a common bound. ROMEOI am too sore enpierced with his shaftTo soar with his light feathers, and so bound,I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe:Under love's heavy burden do I sink. MERCUTIOAnd, to sink in it, should you burden love;Too great oppression for a tender thing. ROMEOIs love a tender thing?
Nay, bigger; women grow by men. LADY CAPULETSpeak briefly, can you like of Paris' love?JULIETI'll look to like, if looking liking move: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBut no more deep will I endart mine eyeThan your consent gives strength to make it fly. Enter a ServantServantMadam, the guests are come, supper served up, youcalled, my young lady asked for, the nurse cursed inthe pantry, and every thing in extremity. I musthence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. LADY CAPULETWe follow thee. Exit ServantJuliet, the county stays. NurseGo, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. ExeuntSCENE IV. A street. Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six Maskers, Torch-bearers, and othersROMEOWhat, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?Or shall we on without a apology?BENVOLIOThe date is out of such prolixity:We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf,Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath,Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper;Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spokeAfter the prompter, for our entrance:But let them measure us by what they will;We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. ROMEOGive me a torch: I am not for this ambling;Being but heavy, I will bear the light. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. ROMEONot I, believe me: you have dancing shoesWith nimble soles: I have a soul of leadSo stakes me to the ground I cannot move. MERCUTIOYou are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings,And soar with them above a common bound. ROMEOI am too sore enpierced with his shaftTo soar with his light feathers, and so bound,I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe:Under love's heavy burden do I sink. MERCUTIOAnd, to sink in it, should you burden love;Too great oppression for a tender thing. ROMEOIs love a tender thing? It is too rough,Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. MERCUTIOIf love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in:A visor for a visor!
I musthence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. LADY CAPULETWe follow thee. Exit ServantJuliet, the county stays. NurseGo, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. ExeuntSCENE IV. A street. Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six Maskers, Torch-bearers, and othersROMEOWhat, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?Or shall we on without a apology?BENVOLIOThe date is out of such prolixity:We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf,Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath,Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper;Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spokeAfter the prompter, for our entrance:But let them measure us by what they will;We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. ROMEOGive me a torch: I am not for this ambling;Being but heavy, I will bear the light. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. ROMEONot I, believe me: you have dancing shoesWith nimble soles: I have a soul of leadSo stakes me to the ground I cannot move. MERCUTIOYou are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings,And soar with them above a common bound. ROMEOI am too sore enpierced with his shaftTo soar with his light feathers, and so bound,I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe:Under love's heavy burden do I sink. MERCUTIOAnd, to sink in it, should you burden love;Too great oppression for a tender thing. ROMEOIs love a tender thing? It is too rough,Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. MERCUTIOIf love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in:A visor for a visor! What care IWhat curious eye doth quote deformities?Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me. BENVOLIOCome, knock and enter; and no sooner in,But every man betake him to his legs. ROMEOA torch for me: let wantons light of heartTickle the senseless rushes with their heels,For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase;I'll be a candle-holder, and look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word:If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mireOf this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'stUp to the ears.
A street. Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six Maskers, Torch-bearers, and othersROMEOWhat, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?Or shall we on without a apology?BENVOLIOThe date is out of such prolixity:We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf,Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath,Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper;Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spokeAfter the prompter, for our entrance:But let them measure us by what they will;We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. ROMEOGive me a torch: I am not for this ambling;Being but heavy, I will bear the light. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. ROMEONot I, believe me: you have dancing shoesWith nimble soles: I have a soul of leadSo stakes me to the ground I cannot move. MERCUTIOYou are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings,And soar with them above a common bound. ROMEOI am too sore enpierced with his shaftTo soar with his light feathers, and so bound,I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe:Under love's heavy burden do I sink. MERCUTIOAnd, to sink in it, should you burden love;Too great oppression for a tender thing. ROMEOIs love a tender thing? It is too rough,Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. MERCUTIOIf love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in:A visor for a visor! What care IWhat curious eye doth quote deformities?Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me. BENVOLIOCome, knock and enter; and no sooner in,But every man betake him to his legs. ROMEOA torch for me: let wantons light of heartTickle the senseless rushes with their heels,For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase;I'll be a candle-holder, and look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word:If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mireOf this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'stUp to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!ROMEONay, that's not so. MERCUTIOI mean, sir, in delayWe waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. Take our good meaning, for our judgment sitsFive times in that ere once in our five wits. ROMEOAnd we mean well in going to this mask;But 'tis no wit to go. MERCUTIOWhy, may one ask?ROMEOI dream'd a dream to-night. MERCUTIOAnd so did I.ROMEOWell, what was yours?MERCUTIOThat dreamers often lie. ROMEOIn bed asleep, while they do dream things true. MERCUTIOO, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stoneOn the fore-finger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiesAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep;Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe cover of the wings of grasshoppers,The traces of the smallest spider's web,The collars of the moonshine's watery beams,Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film,Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,Not so big as a round little wormPrick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;Her chariot is an empty hazel-nutMade by the joiner squirrel or old grub,Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by nightThrough lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight,O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees,O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream,Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are:Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,And then dreams he of smelling out a suit;And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tailTickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep,Then dreams, he of another benefice:Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,Of healths five-fathom deep; and then anonDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,And being thus frighted swears a prayer or twoAnd sleeps again.
It is too rough,Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. MERCUTIOIf love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in:A visor for a visor! What care IWhat curious eye doth quote deformities?Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me. BENVOLIOCome, knock and enter; and no sooner in,But every man betake him to his legs. ROMEOA torch for me: let wantons light of heartTickle the senseless rushes with their heels,For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase;I'll be a candle-holder, and look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word:If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mireOf this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'stUp to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!ROMEONay, that's not so. MERCUTIOI mean, sir, in delayWe waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. Take our good meaning, for our judgment sitsFive times in that ere once in our five wits. ROMEOAnd we mean well in going to this mask;But 'tis no wit to go. MERCUTIOWhy, may one ask?ROMEOI dream'd a dream to-night. MERCUTIOAnd so did I.ROMEOWell, what was yours?MERCUTIOThat dreamers often lie. ROMEOIn bed asleep, while they do dream things true. MERCUTIOO, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stoneOn the fore-finger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiesAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep;Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe cover of the wings of grasshoppers,The traces of the smallest spider's web,The collars of the moonshine's watery beams,Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film,Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,Not so big as a round little wormPrick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;Her chariot is an empty hazel-nutMade by the joiner squirrel or old grub,Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by nightThrough lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight,O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees,O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream,Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are:Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,And then dreams he of smelling out a suit;And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tailTickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep,Then dreams, he of another benefice:Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,Of healths five-fathom deep; and then anonDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,And being thus frighted swears a prayer or twoAnd sleeps again. This is that very MabThat plats the manes of horses in the night,And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs,Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes:This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,That presses them and learns them first to bear,Making them women of good carriage:This is she-ROMEOPeace, peace, Mercutio, peace!Thou talk'st of nothing. MERCUTIOTrue, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,Which is as thin of substance as the airAnd more inconstant than the wind, who wooesEven now the frozen bosom of the north,And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOThis wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves;Supper is done, and we shall come too late. ROMEOI fear, too early: for my mind misgivesSome consequence yet hanging in the starsShall bitterly begin his fearful dateWith this night's revels and expire the termOf a despised life closed in my breastBy some vile forfeit of untimely death. But He, that hath the steerage of my course,Direct my sail!
What care IWhat curious eye doth quote deformities?Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me. BENVOLIOCome, knock and enter; and no sooner in,But every man betake him to his legs. ROMEOA torch for me: let wantons light of heartTickle the senseless rushes with their heels,For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase;I'll be a candle-holder, and look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word:If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mireOf this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'stUp to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!ROMEONay, that's not so. MERCUTIOI mean, sir, in delayWe waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. Take our good meaning, for our judgment sitsFive times in that ere once in our five wits. ROMEOAnd we mean well in going to this mask;But 'tis no wit to go. MERCUTIOWhy, may one ask?ROMEOI dream'd a dream to-night. MERCUTIOAnd so did I.ROMEOWell, what was yours?MERCUTIOThat dreamers often lie. ROMEOIn bed asleep, while they do dream things true. MERCUTIOO, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stoneOn the fore-finger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiesAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep;Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe cover of the wings of grasshoppers,The traces of the smallest spider's web,The collars of the moonshine's watery beams,Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film,Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,Not so big as a round little wormPrick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;Her chariot is an empty hazel-nutMade by the joiner squirrel or old grub,Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by nightThrough lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight,O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees,O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream,Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are:Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,And then dreams he of smelling out a suit;And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tailTickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep,Then dreams, he of another benefice:Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,Of healths five-fathom deep; and then anonDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,And being thus frighted swears a prayer or twoAnd sleeps again. This is that very MabThat plats the manes of horses in the night,And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs,Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes:This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,That presses them and learns them first to bear,Making them women of good carriage:This is she-ROMEOPeace, peace, Mercutio, peace!Thou talk'st of nothing. MERCUTIOTrue, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,Which is as thin of substance as the airAnd more inconstant than the wind, who wooesEven now the frozen bosom of the north,And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOThis wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves;Supper is done, and we shall come too late. ROMEOI fear, too early: for my mind misgivesSome consequence yet hanging in the starsShall bitterly begin his fearful dateWith this night's revels and expire the termOf a despised life closed in my breastBy some vile forfeit of untimely death. But He, that hath the steerage of my course,Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen. BENVOLIOStrike, drum. ExeuntSCENE V.
Come, we burn daylight, ho!ROMEONay, that's not so. MERCUTIOI mean, sir, in delayWe waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. Take our good meaning, for our judgment sitsFive times in that ere once in our five wits. ROMEOAnd we mean well in going to this mask;But 'tis no wit to go. MERCUTIOWhy, may one ask?ROMEOI dream'd a dream to-night. MERCUTIOAnd so did I.ROMEOWell, what was yours?MERCUTIOThat dreamers often lie. ROMEOIn bed asleep, while they do dream things true. MERCUTIOO, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stoneOn the fore-finger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiesAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep;Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe cover of the wings of grasshoppers,The traces of the smallest spider's web,The collars of the moonshine's watery beams,Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film,Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,Not so big as a round little wormPrick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;Her chariot is an empty hazel-nutMade by the joiner squirrel or old grub,Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by nightThrough lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight,O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees,O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream,Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are:Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,And then dreams he of smelling out a suit;And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tailTickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep,Then dreams, he of another benefice:Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,Of healths five-fathom deep; and then anonDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,And being thus frighted swears a prayer or twoAnd sleeps again. This is that very MabThat plats the manes of horses in the night,And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs,Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes:This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,That presses them and learns them first to bear,Making them women of good carriage:This is she-ROMEOPeace, peace, Mercutio, peace!Thou talk'st of nothing. MERCUTIOTrue, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,Which is as thin of substance as the airAnd more inconstant than the wind, who wooesEven now the frozen bosom of the north,And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOThis wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves;Supper is done, and we shall come too late. ROMEOI fear, too early: for my mind misgivesSome consequence yet hanging in the starsShall bitterly begin his fearful dateWith this night's revels and expire the termOf a despised life closed in my breastBy some vile forfeit of untimely death. But He, that hath the steerage of my course,Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen. BENVOLIOStrike, drum. ExeuntSCENE V. A hall in Capulet's house. Musicians waiting.
This is that very MabThat plats the manes of horses in the night,And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs,Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes:This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,That presses them and learns them first to bear,Making them women of good carriage:This is she-ROMEOPeace, peace, Mercutio, peace!Thou talk'st of nothing. MERCUTIOTrue, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,Which is as thin of substance as the airAnd more inconstant than the wind, who wooesEven now the frozen bosom of the north,And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOThis wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves;Supper is done, and we shall come too late. ROMEOI fear, too early: for my mind misgivesSome consequence yet hanging in the starsShall bitterly begin his fearful dateWith this night's revels and expire the termOf a despised life closed in my breastBy some vile forfeit of untimely death. But He, that hath the steerage of my course,Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen. BENVOLIOStrike, drum. ExeuntSCENE V. A hall in Capulet's house. Musicians waiting. Enter Servingmen with napkinsFirst ServantWhere's Potpan, that he helps not to take away? Heshift a trencher? He scrape a trencher!Second ServantWhen good manners shall lie all in one or two men'shands and they unwashed too, 'tis a foul thing. First ServantAway with the joint-stools, remove thecourt-cupboard, look to the plate.
Enter Servingmen with napkinsFirst ServantWhere's Potpan, that he helps not to take away? Heshift a trencher? He scrape a trencher!Second ServantWhen good manners shall lie all in one or two men'shands and they unwashed too, 'tis a foul thing. First ServantAway with the joint-stools, remove thecourt-cupboard, look to the plate. Good thou, saveme a piece of marchpane; and, as thou lovest me, letthe porter let in Susan Grindstone and Nell. Antony, and Potpan!Second ServantAy, boy, ready. First ServantYou are looked for and called for, asked for andsought for, in the great chamber. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMSecond ServantWe cannot be here and there too. Cheerly, boys; bebrisk awhile, and the longer liver take all. Enter CAPULET, with JULIET and others of his house, meeting the Guests and MaskersCAPULETWelcome, gentlemen! Ladies that have their toesUnplagued with corns will have a bout with you. Ah ha, my mistresses! Which of you allWill now deny to dance? She that makes dainty,She, I'll swear, hath corns; am I come near ye now?Welcome, gentlemen! I have seen the dayThat I have worn a visor and could tellA whispering tale in a fair lady's ear,Such as would please: 'tis gone, 'tis gone, 'tis gone:You are welcome, gentlemen! Come, musicians, play. A hall, a hall! Give room! And foot it, girls. Music plays, and they danceMore light, you knaves; and turn the tables up,And quench the fire, the room is grown too hot. Ah, sirrah, this unlook'd-for sport comes well. Nay, sit, nay, sit, good cousin Capulet;For you and I are past our dancing days:How long is't now since last yourself and IWere in a mask?Second CapuletBy'r lady, thirty years. CAPULETWhat, man!
Come, musicians, play. A hall, a hall! Give room! And foot it, girls. Music plays, and they danceMore light, you knaves; and turn the tables up,And quench the fire, the room is grown too hot. Ah, sirrah, this unlook'd-for sport comes well. Nay, sit, nay, sit, good cousin Capulet;For you and I are past our dancing days:How long is't now since last yourself and IWere in a mask?Second CapuletBy'r lady, thirty years. CAPULETWhat, man! '. Tis not so much, 'tis not so much:'Tis since the nuptials of Lucentio,Come pentecost as quickly as it will,Some five and twenty years; and then we mask'd. Second Capulet'Tis more, 'tis more, his son is elder, sir;His son is thirty. CAPULETWill you tell me that?His son was but a ward two years ago. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEO To a Servingman What lady is that, which dothenrich the handOf yonder knight?ServantI know not, sir. ROMEOO, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!It seems she hangs upon the cheek of nightLike a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows. The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand. Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. TYBALTThis, by his voice, should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier, boy. What dares the slaveCome hither, cover'd with an antic face,To fleer and scorn at our solemnity?Now, by the stock and honour of my kin,To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin. CAPULETWhy, how now, kinsman!
'tis not so much, 'tis not so much:'Tis since the nuptials of Lucentio,Come pentecost as quickly as it will,Some five and twenty years; and then we mask'd. Second Capulet'Tis more, 'tis more, his son is elder, sir;His son is thirty. CAPULETWill you tell me that?His son was but a ward two years ago. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEO To a Servingman What lady is that, which dothenrich the handOf yonder knight?ServantI know not, sir. ROMEOO, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!It seems she hangs upon the cheek of nightLike a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows. The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand. Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. TYBALTThis, by his voice, should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier, boy. What dares the slaveCome hither, cover'd with an antic face,To fleer and scorn at our solemnity?Now, by the stock and honour of my kin,To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin. CAPULETWhy, how now, kinsman! Wherefore storm you so?TYBALTUncle, this is a Montague, our foe,A villain that is hither come in spite,To scorn at our solemnity this night. CAPULETYoung Romeo is it?TYBALT'Tis he, that villain Romeo. CAPULETContent thee, gentle coz, let him alone;He bears him like a portly gentleman; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd, to say truth, Verona brags of himTo be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth:I would not for the wealth of all the townHere in my house do him disparagement:Therefore be patient, take no note of him:It is my will, the which if thou respect,Show a fair presence and put off these frowns,And ill-beseeming semblance for a feast. TYBALTIt fits, when such a villain is a guest:I'll not endure him. CAPULETHe shall be endured:What, goodman boy!
Forswear it, sight!For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. TYBALTThis, by his voice, should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier, boy. What dares the slaveCome hither, cover'd with an antic face,To fleer and scorn at our solemnity?Now, by the stock and honour of my kin,To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin. CAPULETWhy, how now, kinsman! Wherefore storm you so?TYBALTUncle, this is a Montague, our foe,A villain that is hither come in spite,To scorn at our solemnity this night. CAPULETYoung Romeo is it?TYBALT'Tis he, that villain Romeo. CAPULETContent thee, gentle coz, let him alone;He bears him like a portly gentleman; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd, to say truth, Verona brags of himTo be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth:I would not for the wealth of all the townHere in my house do him disparagement:Therefore be patient, take no note of him:It is my will, the which if thou respect,Show a fair presence and put off these frowns,And ill-beseeming semblance for a feast. TYBALTIt fits, when such a villain is a guest:I'll not endure him. CAPULETHe shall be endured:What, goodman boy! I say, he shall: go to;Am I the master here, or you? Go to. You'll not endure him! God shall mend my soul!You'll make a mutiny among my guests!You will set cock-a-hoop! You'll be the man!TYBALTWhy, uncle, 'tis a shame. CAPULETGo to, go to;You are a saucy boy: is't so, indeed?This trick may chance to scathe you, I know what:You must contrary me! Marry, 'tis time. Well said, my hearts! You are a princox; go:Be quiet, or--More light, more light! For shame!I'll make you quiet.
Marry, 'tis time. Well said, my hearts! You are a princox; go:Be quiet, or--More light, more light! For shame!I'll make you quiet. What, cheerly, my hearts!TYBALTPatience perforce with wilful choler meetingMakes my flesh tremble in their different greeting. I will withdraw: but this intrusion shallNow seeming sweet convert to bitter gall. ExitROMEO To JULIET If I profane with my unworthiest handThis holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready standTo smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGood pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,Which mannerly devotion shows in this;For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. ROMEOHave not saints lips, and holy palmers too?JULIETAy, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. ROMEOO, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. JULIETSaints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. ROMEOThen move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged. JULIETThen have my lips the sin that they have took. ROMEOSin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!Give me my sin again. JULIETYou kiss by the book. NurseMadam, your mother craves a word with you. ROMEOWhat is her mother?NurseMarry, bachelor,Her mother is the lady of the house, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd a good lady, and a wise and virtuousI nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;I tell you, he that can lay hold of herShall have the chinks. ROMEOIs she a Capulet?O dear account!
For shame!I'll make you quiet. What, cheerly, my hearts!TYBALTPatience perforce with wilful choler meetingMakes my flesh tremble in their different greeting. I will withdraw: but this intrusion shallNow seeming sweet convert to bitter gall. ExitROMEO To JULIET If I profane with my unworthiest handThis holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready standTo smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGood pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,Which mannerly devotion shows in this;For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. ROMEOHave not saints lips, and holy palmers too?JULIETAy, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. ROMEOO, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. JULIETSaints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. ROMEOThen move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged. JULIETThen have my lips the sin that they have took. ROMEOSin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!Give me my sin again. JULIETYou kiss by the book. NurseMadam, your mother craves a word with you. ROMEOWhat is her mother?NurseMarry, bachelor,Her mother is the lady of the house, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd a good lady, and a wise and virtuousI nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;I tell you, he that can lay hold of herShall have the chinks. ROMEOIs she a Capulet?O dear account! My life is my foe's debt. BENVOLIOAway, begone; the sport is at the best. ROMEOAy, so I fear; the more is my unrest. CAPULETNay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;We have a trifling foolish banquet towards. Is it e'en so?
What, cheerly, my hearts!TYBALTPatience perforce with wilful choler meetingMakes my flesh tremble in their different greeting. I will withdraw: but this intrusion shallNow seeming sweet convert to bitter gall. ExitROMEO To JULIET If I profane with my unworthiest handThis holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready standTo smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGood pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,Which mannerly devotion shows in this;For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. ROMEOHave not saints lips, and holy palmers too?JULIETAy, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. ROMEOO, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. JULIETSaints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. ROMEOThen move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged. JULIETThen have my lips the sin that they have took. ROMEOSin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!Give me my sin again. JULIETYou kiss by the book. NurseMadam, your mother craves a word with you. ROMEOWhat is her mother?NurseMarry, bachelor,Her mother is the lady of the house, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd a good lady, and a wise and virtuousI nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;I tell you, he that can lay hold of herShall have the chinks. ROMEOIs she a Capulet?O dear account! My life is my foe's debt. BENVOLIOAway, begone; the sport is at the best. ROMEOAy, so I fear; the more is my unrest. CAPULETNay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;We have a trifling foolish banquet towards. Is it e'en so? Why, then, I thank you allI thank you, honest gentlemen; good night. More torches here!
O trespass sweetly urged!Give me my sin again. JULIETYou kiss by the book. NurseMadam, your mother craves a word with you. ROMEOWhat is her mother?NurseMarry, bachelor,Her mother is the lady of the house, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd a good lady, and a wise and virtuousI nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;I tell you, he that can lay hold of herShall have the chinks. ROMEOIs she a Capulet?O dear account! My life is my foe's debt. BENVOLIOAway, begone; the sport is at the best. ROMEOAy, so I fear; the more is my unrest. CAPULETNay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;We have a trifling foolish banquet towards. Is it e'en so? Why, then, I thank you allI thank you, honest gentlemen; good night. More torches here! Come on then, let's to bed. Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late:I'll to my rest. Exeunt all but JULIET and NurseJULIETCome hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman?NurseThe son and heir of old Tiberio. JULIETWhat's he that now is going out of door?NurseMarry, that, I think, be young Petrucio. JULIETWhat's he that follows there, that would not dance?NurseI know not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGo ask his name: if he be married. My grave is like to be my wedding bed. NurseHis name is Romeo, and a Montague;The only son of your great enemy. JULIETMy only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me,That I must love a loathed enemy. NurseWhat's this?
Why, then, I thank you allI thank you, honest gentlemen; good night. More torches here! Come on then, let's to bed. Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late:I'll to my rest. Exeunt all but JULIET and NurseJULIETCome hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman?NurseThe son and heir of old Tiberio. JULIETWhat's he that now is going out of door?NurseMarry, that, I think, be young Petrucio. JULIETWhat's he that follows there, that would not dance?NurseI know not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGo ask his name: if he be married. My grave is like to be my wedding bed. NurseHis name is Romeo, and a Montague;The only son of your great enemy. JULIETMy only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me,That I must love a loathed enemy. NurseWhat's this? What's this?JULIETA rhyme I learn'd even nowOf one I danced withal. One calls within 'Juliet. 'NurseAnon, anon!Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone. ExeuntACT IIPROLOGUEEnter ChorusChorusNow old desire doth in his death-bed lie,And young affection gapes to be his heir;That fair for which love groan'd for and would die,With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is beloved and loves again,Alike betwitched by the charm of looks,But to his foe supposed he must complain,And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:Being held a foe, he may not have accessTo breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd she as much in love, her means much lessTo meet her new-beloved any where:But passion lends them power, time means, to meetTempering extremities with extreme sweet. ExitSCENE I.
Come on then, let's to bed. Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late:I'll to my rest. Exeunt all but JULIET and NurseJULIETCome hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman?NurseThe son and heir of old Tiberio. JULIETWhat's he that now is going out of door?NurseMarry, that, I think, be young Petrucio. JULIETWhat's he that follows there, that would not dance?NurseI know not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGo ask his name: if he be married. My grave is like to be my wedding bed. NurseHis name is Romeo, and a Montague;The only son of your great enemy. JULIETMy only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me,That I must love a loathed enemy. NurseWhat's this? What's this?JULIETA rhyme I learn'd even nowOf one I danced withal. One calls within 'Juliet. 'NurseAnon, anon!Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone. ExeuntACT IIPROLOGUEEnter ChorusChorusNow old desire doth in his death-bed lie,And young affection gapes to be his heir;That fair for which love groan'd for and would die,With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is beloved and loves again,Alike betwitched by the charm of looks,But to his foe supposed he must complain,And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:Being held a foe, he may not have accessTo breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd she as much in love, her means much lessTo meet her new-beloved any where:But passion lends them power, time means, to meetTempering extremities with extreme sweet. ExitSCENE I. A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOCan I go forward when my heart is here?Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out. He climbs the wall, and leaps down within itEnter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIOBENVOLIORomeo!
What is yond gentleman?NurseThe son and heir of old Tiberio. JULIETWhat's he that now is going out of door?NurseMarry, that, I think, be young Petrucio. JULIETWhat's he that follows there, that would not dance?NurseI know not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGo ask his name: if he be married. My grave is like to be my wedding bed. NurseHis name is Romeo, and a Montague;The only son of your great enemy. JULIETMy only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me,That I must love a loathed enemy. NurseWhat's this? What's this?JULIETA rhyme I learn'd even nowOf one I danced withal. One calls within 'Juliet. 'NurseAnon, anon!Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone. ExeuntACT IIPROLOGUEEnter ChorusChorusNow old desire doth in his death-bed lie,And young affection gapes to be his heir;That fair for which love groan'd for and would die,With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is beloved and loves again,Alike betwitched by the charm of looks,But to his foe supposed he must complain,And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:Being held a foe, he may not have accessTo breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd she as much in love, her means much lessTo meet her new-beloved any where:But passion lends them power, time means, to meetTempering extremities with extreme sweet. ExitSCENE I. A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOCan I go forward when my heart is here?Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out. He climbs the wall, and leaps down within itEnter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIOBENVOLIORomeo! My cousin Romeo!MERCUTIOHe is wise;And, on my lie, hath stol'n him home to bed. BENVOLIOHe ran this way, and leap'd this orchard wall:Call, good Mercutio. MERCUTIONay, I'll conjure too. Romeo!
What's this?JULIETA rhyme I learn'd even nowOf one I danced withal. One calls within 'Juliet. 'NurseAnon, anon!Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone. ExeuntACT IIPROLOGUEEnter ChorusChorusNow old desire doth in his death-bed lie,And young affection gapes to be his heir;That fair for which love groan'd for and would die,With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is beloved and loves again,Alike betwitched by the charm of looks,But to his foe supposed he must complain,And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:Being held a foe, he may not have accessTo breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd she as much in love, her means much lessTo meet her new-beloved any where:But passion lends them power, time means, to meetTempering extremities with extreme sweet. ExitSCENE I. A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOCan I go forward when my heart is here?Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out. He climbs the wall, and leaps down within itEnter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIOBENVOLIORomeo! My cousin Romeo!MERCUTIOHe is wise;And, on my lie, hath stol'n him home to bed. BENVOLIOHe ran this way, and leap'd this orchard wall:Call, good Mercutio. MERCUTIONay, I'll conjure too. Romeo! Humours! Madman! Passion!
Humours! Madman! Passion! Lover!Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh:Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied;Cry but 'Ay me!'. Pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word,One nick-name for her purblind son and heir,Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not;The ape is dead, and I must conjure him. I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thighAnd the demesnes that there adjacent lie,That in thy likeness thou appear to us! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOAnd if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him. MERCUTIOThis cannot anger him: 'twould anger himTo raise a spirit in his mistress' circleOf some strange nature, letting it there standTill she had laid it and conjured it down;That were some spite: my invocationIs fair and honest, and in his mistres s' nameI conjure only but to raise up him. BENVOLIOCome, he hath hid himself among these trees,To be consorted with the humorous night:Blind is his love and best befits the dark. MERCUTIOIf love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. Now will he sit under a medlar tree,And wish his mistress were that kind of fruitAs maids call medlars, when they laugh alone. Romeo, that she were, O, that she wereAn open et caetera, thou a poperin pear!Romeo, good night: I'll to my truckle-bed;This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep:Come, shall we go?BENVOLIOGo, then; for 'tis in vainTo seek him here that means not to be found. ExeuntSCENE II. Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOHe jests at scars that never felt a wound. JULIET appears above at a windowBut, soft!
Passion! Lover!Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh:Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied;Cry but 'Ay me!'. Pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word,One nick-name for her purblind son and heir,Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not;The ape is dead, and I must conjure him. I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thighAnd the demesnes that there adjacent lie,That in thy likeness thou appear to us! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOAnd if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him. MERCUTIOThis cannot anger him: 'twould anger himTo raise a spirit in his mistress' circleOf some strange nature, letting it there standTill she had laid it and conjured it down;That were some spite: my invocationIs fair and honest, and in his mistres s' nameI conjure only but to raise up him. BENVOLIOCome, he hath hid himself among these trees,To be consorted with the humorous night:Blind is his love and best befits the dark. MERCUTIOIf love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. Now will he sit under a medlar tree,And wish his mistress were that kind of fruitAs maids call medlars, when they laugh alone. Romeo, that she were, O, that she wereAn open et caetera, thou a poperin pear!Romeo, good night: I'll to my truckle-bed;This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep:Come, shall we go?BENVOLIOGo, then; for 'tis in vainTo seek him here that means not to be found. ExeuntSCENE II. Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOHe jests at scars that never felt a wound. JULIET appears above at a windowBut, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThat thou her maid art far more fair than she:Be not her maid, since she is envious;Her vestal livery is but sick and greenAnd none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were!She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,Having some business, do entreat her eyesTo twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head?The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heavenWould through the airy region stream so brightThat birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!O, that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!JULIETAy me!ROMEOShe speaks:O, speak again, bright angel!
Lover!Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh:Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied;Cry but 'Ay me!'. Pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word,One nick-name for her purblind son and heir,Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not;The ape is dead, and I must conjure him. I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thighAnd the demesnes that there adjacent lie,That in thy likeness thou appear to us! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOAnd if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him. MERCUTIOThis cannot anger him: 'twould anger himTo raise a spirit in his mistress' circleOf some strange nature, letting it there standTill she had laid it and conjured it down;That were some spite: my invocationIs fair and honest, and in his mistres s' nameI conjure only but to raise up him. BENVOLIOCome, he hath hid himself among these trees,To be consorted with the humorous night:Blind is his love and best befits the dark. MERCUTIOIf love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. Now will he sit under a medlar tree,And wish his mistress were that kind of fruitAs maids call medlars, when they laugh alone. Romeo, that she were, O, that she wereAn open et caetera, thou a poperin pear!Romeo, good night: I'll to my truckle-bed;This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep:Come, shall we go?BENVOLIOGo, then; for 'tis in vainTo seek him here that means not to be found. ExeuntSCENE II. Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOHe jests at scars that never felt a wound. JULIET appears above at a windowBut, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThat thou her maid art far more fair than she:Be not her maid, since she is envious;Her vestal livery is but sick and greenAnd none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were!She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,Having some business, do entreat her eyesTo twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head?The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heavenWould through the airy region stream so brightThat birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!O, that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!JULIETAy me!ROMEOShe speaks:O, speak again, bright angel! For thou artAs glorious to this night, being o'er my headAs is a winged messenger of heavenUnto the white-upturned wondering eyesOf mortals that fall back to gaze on himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing cloudsAnd sails upon the bosom of the air. JULIETO Romeo, Romeo!
Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOHe jests at scars that never felt a wound. JULIET appears above at a windowBut, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThat thou her maid art far more fair than she:Be not her maid, since she is envious;Her vestal livery is but sick and greenAnd none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were!She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,Having some business, do entreat her eyesTo twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head?The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heavenWould through the airy region stream so brightThat birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!O, that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!JULIETAy me!ROMEOShe speaks:O, speak again, bright angel! For thou artAs glorious to this night, being o'er my headAs is a winged messenger of heavenUnto the white-upturned wondering eyesOf mortals that fall back to gaze on himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing cloudsAnd sails upon the bosom of the air. JULIETO Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet. ROMEO Aside Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?JULIET'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague?
What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThat thou her maid art far more fair than she:Be not her maid, since she is envious;Her vestal livery is but sick and greenAnd none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were!She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,Having some business, do entreat her eyesTo twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head?The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heavenWould through the airy region stream so brightThat birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!O, that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!JULIETAy me!ROMEOShe speaks:O, speak again, bright angel! For thou artAs glorious to this night, being o'er my headAs is a winged messenger of heavenUnto the white-upturned wondering eyesOf mortals that fall back to gaze on himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing cloudsAnd sails upon the bosom of the air. JULIETO Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet. ROMEO Aside Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?JULIET'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBelonging to a man.
For thou artAs glorious to this night, being o'er my headAs is a winged messenger of heavenUnto the white-upturned wondering eyesOf mortals that fall back to gaze on himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing cloudsAnd sails upon the bosom of the air. JULIETO Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet. ROMEO Aside Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?JULIET'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBelonging to a man. O, be some other name!What's in a name? That which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet;So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,Retain that dear perfection which he owesWithout that title.
It is nor hand, nor foot,Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBelonging to a man. O, be some other name!What's in a name? That which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet;So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,Retain that dear perfection which he owesWithout that title. Romeo, doff thy name,And for that name which is no part of theeTake all myself. ROMEOI take thee at thy word:Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;Henceforth I never will be Romeo. JULIETWhat man art thou that thus bescreen'd in nightSo stumblest on my counsel?ROMEOBy a nameI know not how to tell thee who I am:My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,Because it is an enemy to thee;Had I it written, I would tear the word. JULIETMy ears have not yet drunk a hundred wordsOf that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?ROMEONeither, fair saint, if either thee dislike. JULIETHow camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,And the place death, considering who thou art,If any of my kinsmen find thee here. ROMEOWith love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;For stony limits cannot hold love out,And what love can do that dares love attempt;Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me. JULIET Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIf they do see thee, they will murder thee. ROMEOAlack, there lies more peril in thine eyeThan twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,And I am proof against their enmity. JULIETI would not for the world they saw thee here. ROMEOI have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;And but thou love me, let them find me here:My life were better ended by their hate,Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love. JULIETBy whose direction found'st thou out this place?ROMEOBy love, who first did prompt me to inquire;He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as farAs that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea,I would adventure for such merchandise. JULIETThou know'st the mask of night is on my face,Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheekFor that which thou hast heard me speak to-nightFain would I dwell on form, fain, fain denyWhat I have spoke: but farewell compliment!Dost thou love me?
O, be some other name!What's in a name? That which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet;So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,Retain that dear perfection which he owesWithout that title. Romeo, doff thy name,And for that name which is no part of theeTake all myself. ROMEOI take thee at thy word:Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;Henceforth I never will be Romeo. JULIETWhat man art thou that thus bescreen'd in nightSo stumblest on my counsel?ROMEOBy a nameI know not how to tell thee who I am:My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,Because it is an enemy to thee;Had I it written, I would tear the word. JULIETMy ears have not yet drunk a hundred wordsOf that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?ROMEONeither, fair saint, if either thee dislike. JULIETHow camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,And the place death, considering who thou art,If any of my kinsmen find thee here. ROMEOWith love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;For stony limits cannot hold love out,And what love can do that dares love attempt;Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me. JULIET Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIf they do see thee, they will murder thee. ROMEOAlack, there lies more peril in thine eyeThan twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,And I am proof against their enmity. JULIETI would not for the world they saw thee here. ROMEOI have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;And but thou love me, let them find me here:My life were better ended by their hate,Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love. JULIETBy whose direction found'st thou out this place?ROMEOBy love, who first did prompt me to inquire;He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as farAs that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea,I would adventure for such merchandise. JULIETThou know'st the mask of night is on my face,Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheekFor that which thou hast heard me speak to-nightFain would I dwell on form, fain, fain denyWhat I have spoke: but farewell compliment!Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear'st,Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuriesThen say, Jove laughs.
That which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet;So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,Retain that dear perfection which he owesWithout that title. Romeo, doff thy name,And for that name which is no part of theeTake all myself. ROMEOI take thee at thy word:Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;Henceforth I never will be Romeo. JULIETWhat man art thou that thus bescreen'd in nightSo stumblest on my counsel?ROMEOBy a nameI know not how to tell thee who I am:My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,Because it is an enemy to thee;Had I it written, I would tear the word. JULIETMy ears have not yet drunk a hundred wordsOf that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?ROMEONeither, fair saint, if either thee dislike. JULIETHow camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,And the place death, considering who thou art,If any of my kinsmen find thee here. ROMEOWith love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;For stony limits cannot hold love out,And what love can do that dares love attempt;Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me. JULIET Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIf they do see thee, they will murder thee. ROMEOAlack, there lies more peril in thine eyeThan twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,And I am proof against their enmity. JULIETI would not for the world they saw thee here. ROMEOI have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;And but thou love me, let them find me here:My life were better ended by their hate,Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love. JULIETBy whose direction found'st thou out this place?ROMEOBy love, who first did prompt me to inquire;He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as farAs that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea,I would adventure for such merchandise. JULIETThou know'st the mask of night is on my face,Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheekFor that which thou hast heard me speak to-nightFain would I dwell on form, fain, fain denyWhat I have spoke: but farewell compliment!Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear'st,Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuriesThen say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo,If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully:Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won,I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay,So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond,And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light:But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more trueThan those that have more cunning to be strange. I should have been more strange, I must confess,But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware,My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd not impute this yielding to light love,Which the dark night hath so discovered. ROMEOLady, by yonder blessed moon I swearThat tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops-JULIETO, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,That monthly changes in her circled orb,Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. ROMEOWhat shall I swear by?JULIETDo not swear at all;Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,Which is the god of my idolatry,And I'll believe thee. ROMEOIf my heart's dear love-JULIETWell, do not swear: although I joy in thee,I have no joy of this contract to-night:It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;Too like the lightning, which doth cease to beEre one can say 'It lightens.'. Sweet, good night!This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night!
Romeo, doff thy name,And for that name which is no part of theeTake all myself. ROMEOI take thee at thy word:Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;Henceforth I never will be Romeo. JULIETWhat man art thou that thus bescreen'd in nightSo stumblest on my counsel?ROMEOBy a nameI know not how to tell thee who I am:My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,Because it is an enemy to thee;Had I it written, I would tear the word. JULIETMy ears have not yet drunk a hundred wordsOf that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?ROMEONeither, fair saint, if either thee dislike. JULIETHow camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,And the place death, considering who thou art,If any of my kinsmen find thee here. ROMEOWith love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;For stony limits cannot hold love out,And what love can do that dares love attempt;Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me. JULIET Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIf they do see thee, they will murder thee. ROMEOAlack, there lies more peril in thine eyeThan twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,And I am proof against their enmity. JULIETI would not for the world they saw thee here. ROMEOI have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;And but thou love me, let them find me here:My life were better ended by their hate,Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love. JULIETBy whose direction found'st thou out this place?ROMEOBy love, who first did prompt me to inquire;He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as farAs that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea,I would adventure for such merchandise. JULIETThou know'st the mask of night is on my face,Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheekFor that which thou hast heard me speak to-nightFain would I dwell on form, fain, fain denyWhat I have spoke: but farewell compliment!Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear'st,Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuriesThen say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo,If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully:Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won,I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay,So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond,And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light:But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more trueThan those that have more cunning to be strange. I should have been more strange, I must confess,But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware,My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd not impute this yielding to light love,Which the dark night hath so discovered. ROMEOLady, by yonder blessed moon I swearThat tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops-JULIETO, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,That monthly changes in her circled orb,Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. ROMEOWhat shall I swear by?JULIETDo not swear at all;Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,Which is the god of my idolatry,And I'll believe thee. ROMEOIf my heart's dear love-JULIETWell, do not swear: although I joy in thee,I have no joy of this contract to-night:It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;Too like the lightning, which doth cease to beEre one can say 'It lightens.'. Sweet, good night!This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! As sweet repose and restCome to thy heart as that within my breast!ROMEOO, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?JULIETWhat satisfaction canst thou have to-night?ROMEOThe exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine. JULIET Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMI gave thee mine before thou didst request it:And yet I would it were to give again. ROMEOWouldst thou withdraw it?
I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear'st,Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuriesThen say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo,If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully:Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won,I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay,So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond,And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light:But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more trueThan those that have more cunning to be strange. I should have been more strange, I must confess,But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware,My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd not impute this yielding to light love,Which the dark night hath so discovered. ROMEOLady, by yonder blessed moon I swearThat tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops-JULIETO, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,That monthly changes in her circled orb,Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. ROMEOWhat shall I swear by?JULIETDo not swear at all;Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,Which is the god of my idolatry,And I'll believe thee. ROMEOIf my heart's dear love-JULIETWell, do not swear: although I joy in thee,I have no joy of this contract to-night:It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;Too like the lightning, which doth cease to beEre one can say 'It lightens.'. Sweet, good night!This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! As sweet repose and restCome to thy heart as that within my breast!ROMEOO, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?JULIETWhat satisfaction canst thou have to-night?ROMEOThe exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine. JULIET Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMI gave thee mine before thou didst request it:And yet I would it were to give again. ROMEOWouldst thou withdraw it? For what purpose, love?JULIETBut to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have:My bounty is as boundless as the sea,My love as deep; the more I give to thee,The more I have, for both are infinite. Nurse calls withinI hear some noise within; dear love, adieu!Anon, good nurse!
O gentle Romeo,If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully:Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won,I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay,So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond,And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light:But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more trueThan those that have more cunning to be strange. I should have been more strange, I must confess,But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware,My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd not impute this yielding to light love,Which the dark night hath so discovered. ROMEOLady, by yonder blessed moon I swearThat tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops-JULIETO, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,That monthly changes in her circled orb,Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. ROMEOWhat shall I swear by?JULIETDo not swear at all;Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,Which is the god of my idolatry,And I'll believe thee. ROMEOIf my heart's dear love-JULIETWell, do not swear: although I joy in thee,I have no joy of this contract to-night:It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;Too like the lightning, which doth cease to beEre one can say 'It lightens.'. Sweet, good night!This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! As sweet repose and restCome to thy heart as that within my breast!ROMEOO, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?JULIETWhat satisfaction canst thou have to-night?ROMEOThe exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine. JULIET Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMI gave thee mine before thou didst request it:And yet I would it were to give again. ROMEOWouldst thou withdraw it? For what purpose, love?JULIETBut to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have:My bounty is as boundless as the sea,My love as deep; the more I give to thee,The more I have, for both are infinite. Nurse calls withinI hear some noise within; dear love, adieu!Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little, I will come again. Exit, aboveROMEOO blessed, blessed night!
As sweet repose and restCome to thy heart as that within my breast!ROMEOO, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?JULIETWhat satisfaction canst thou have to-night?ROMEOThe exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine. JULIET Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMI gave thee mine before thou didst request it:And yet I would it were to give again. ROMEOWouldst thou withdraw it? For what purpose, love?JULIETBut to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have:My bounty is as boundless as the sea,My love as deep; the more I give to thee,The more I have, for both are infinite. Nurse calls withinI hear some noise within; dear love, adieu!Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little, I will come again. Exit, aboveROMEOO blessed, blessed night! I am afeard. Being in night, all this is but a dream,Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. Re-enter JULIET, aboveJULIETThree words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed. If that thy bent of love be honourable,Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow,By one that I'll procure to come to thee,Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite;And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll layAnd follow thee my lord throughout the world. Nurse Within Madam!JULIETI come, anon.--But if thou mean'st not well,I do beseech thee-Nurse Within Madam! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETBy and by, I come:-To cease thy suit, and leave me to my grief:To-morrow will I send. ROMEOSo thrive my soul-JULIETA thousand times good night!Exit, aboveROMEOA thousand times the worse, to want thy light. Love goes toward love, as schoolboys fromtheir books,But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. RetiringRe-enter JULIET, aboveJULIETHist!
For what purpose, love?JULIETBut to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have:My bounty is as boundless as the sea,My love as deep; the more I give to thee,The more I have, for both are infinite. Nurse calls withinI hear some noise within; dear love, adieu!Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little, I will come again. Exit, aboveROMEOO blessed, blessed night! I am afeard. Being in night, all this is but a dream,Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. Re-enter JULIET, aboveJULIETThree words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed. If that thy bent of love be honourable,Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow,By one that I'll procure to come to thee,Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite;And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll layAnd follow thee my lord throughout the world. Nurse Within Madam!JULIETI come, anon.--But if thou mean'st not well,I do beseech thee-Nurse Within Madam! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETBy and by, I come:-To cease thy suit, and leave me to my grief:To-morrow will I send. ROMEOSo thrive my soul-JULIETA thousand times good night!Exit, aboveROMEOA thousand times the worse, to want thy light. Love goes toward love, as schoolboys fromtheir books,But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. RetiringRe-enter JULIET, aboveJULIETHist! Romeo, hist!
Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little, I will come again. Exit, aboveROMEOO blessed, blessed night! I am afeard. Being in night, all this is but a dream,Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. Re-enter JULIET, aboveJULIETThree words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed. If that thy bent of love be honourable,Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow,By one that I'll procure to come to thee,Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite;And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll layAnd follow thee my lord throughout the world. Nurse Within Madam!JULIETI come, anon.--But if thou mean'st not well,I do beseech thee-Nurse Within Madam! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETBy and by, I come:-To cease thy suit, and leave me to my grief:To-morrow will I send. ROMEOSo thrive my soul-JULIETA thousand times good night!Exit, aboveROMEOA thousand times the worse, to want thy light. Love goes toward love, as schoolboys fromtheir books,But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. RetiringRe-enter JULIET, aboveJULIETHist! Romeo, hist! O, for a falconer's voice,To lure this tassel-gentle back again!Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud;Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies,And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,With repetition of my Romeo's name. ROMEOIt is my soul that calls upon my name:How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,Like softest music to attending ears!JULIETRomeo!ROMEOMy dear?JULIETAt what o'clock to-morrowShall I send to thee? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEOAt the hour of nine. JULIETI will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then. I have forgot why I did call thee back. ROMEOLet me stand here till thou remember it. JULIETI shall forget, to have thee still stand there,Remembering how I love thy company. ROMEOAnd I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,Forgetting any other home but this. JULIET'Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone:And yet no further than a wanton's bird;Who lets it hop a little from her hand,Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,And with a silk thread plucks it back again,So loving-jealous of his liberty. ROMEOI would I were thy bird. JULIETSweet, so would I:Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night!
I am afeard. Being in night, all this is but a dream,Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. Re-enter JULIET, aboveJULIETThree words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed. If that thy bent of love be honourable,Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow,By one that I'll procure to come to thee,Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite;And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll layAnd follow thee my lord throughout the world. Nurse Within Madam!JULIETI come, anon.--But if thou mean'st not well,I do beseech thee-Nurse Within Madam! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETBy and by, I come:-To cease thy suit, and leave me to my grief:To-morrow will I send. ROMEOSo thrive my soul-JULIETA thousand times good night!Exit, aboveROMEOA thousand times the worse, to want thy light. Love goes toward love, as schoolboys fromtheir books,But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. RetiringRe-enter JULIET, aboveJULIETHist! Romeo, hist! O, for a falconer's voice,To lure this tassel-gentle back again!Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud;Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies,And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,With repetition of my Romeo's name. ROMEOIt is my soul that calls upon my name:How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,Like softest music to attending ears!JULIETRomeo!ROMEOMy dear?JULIETAt what o'clock to-morrowShall I send to thee? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEOAt the hour of nine. JULIETI will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then. I have forgot why I did call thee back. ROMEOLet me stand here till thou remember it. JULIETI shall forget, to have thee still stand there,Remembering how I love thy company. ROMEOAnd I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,Forgetting any other home but this. JULIET'Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone:And yet no further than a wanton's bird;Who lets it hop a little from her hand,Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,And with a silk thread plucks it back again,So loving-jealous of his liberty. ROMEOI would I were thy bird. JULIETSweet, so would I:Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night! Parting is suchsweet sorrow,That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Exit aboveROMEOSleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest!Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell,His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. Exit Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMSCENE III.
Romeo, hist! O, for a falconer's voice,To lure this tassel-gentle back again!Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud;Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies,And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,With repetition of my Romeo's name. ROMEOIt is my soul that calls upon my name:How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,Like softest music to attending ears!JULIETRomeo!ROMEOMy dear?JULIETAt what o'clock to-morrowShall I send to thee? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEOAt the hour of nine. JULIETI will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then. I have forgot why I did call thee back. ROMEOLet me stand here till thou remember it. JULIETI shall forget, to have thee still stand there,Remembering how I love thy company. ROMEOAnd I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,Forgetting any other home but this. JULIET'Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone:And yet no further than a wanton's bird;Who lets it hop a little from her hand,Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,And with a silk thread plucks it back again,So loving-jealous of his liberty. ROMEOI would I were thy bird. JULIETSweet, so would I:Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night! Parting is suchsweet sorrow,That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Exit aboveROMEOSleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest!Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell,His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. Exit Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMSCENE III. Friar Laurence's cell. Enter FRIAR LAURENCE, with a basketFRIAR LAURENCEThe grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks of light,And flecked darkness like a drunkard reelsFrom forth day's path and Titan's fiery wheels:Now, ere the sun advance his burning eye,The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry,I must up-fill this osier cage of oursWith baleful weeds and precious-juiced flowers. The earth that's nature's mother is her tomb;What is her burying grave that is her womb,And from her womb children of divers kindWe sucking on her natural bosom find,Many for many virtues excellent,None but for some and yet all different. O, mickle is the powerful grace that liesIn herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities:For nought so vile that on the earth doth liveBut to the earth some special good doth give,Nor aught so good but strain'd from that fair useRevolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse:Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied;And vice sometimes by action dignified. Within the infant rind of this small flowerPoison hath residence and medicine power:For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part;Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed kings encamp them stillIn man as well as herbs, grace and rude will;And where the worser is predominant,Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Enter ROMEOROMEOGood morrow, father. FRIAR LAURENCEBenedicite!What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?Young son, it argues a distemper'd headSo soon to bid good morrow to thy bed:Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,And where care lodges, sleep will never lie;But where unbruised youth with unstuff'd brain Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMDoth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign:Therefore thy earliness doth me assureThou art up-roused by some distemperature;Or if not so, then here I hit it right,Our Romeo hath not been in bed to-night. ROMEOThat last is true; the sweeter rest was mine. FRIAR LAURENCEGod pardon sin!
O, for a falconer's voice,To lure this tassel-gentle back again!Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud;Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies,And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,With repetition of my Romeo's name. ROMEOIt is my soul that calls upon my name:How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,Like softest music to attending ears!JULIETRomeo!ROMEOMy dear?JULIETAt what o'clock to-morrowShall I send to thee? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEOAt the hour of nine. JULIETI will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then. I have forgot why I did call thee back. ROMEOLet me stand here till thou remember it. JULIETI shall forget, to have thee still stand there,Remembering how I love thy company. ROMEOAnd I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,Forgetting any other home but this. JULIET'Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone:And yet no further than a wanton's bird;Who lets it hop a little from her hand,Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,And with a silk thread plucks it back again,So loving-jealous of his liberty. ROMEOI would I were thy bird. JULIETSweet, so would I:Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night! Parting is suchsweet sorrow,That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Exit aboveROMEOSleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest!Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell,His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. Exit Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMSCENE III. Friar Laurence's cell. Enter FRIAR LAURENCE, with a basketFRIAR LAURENCEThe grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks of light,And flecked darkness like a drunkard reelsFrom forth day's path and Titan's fiery wheels:Now, ere the sun advance his burning eye,The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry,I must up-fill this osier cage of oursWith baleful weeds and precious-juiced flowers. The earth that's nature's mother is her tomb;What is her burying grave that is her womb,And from her womb children of divers kindWe sucking on her natural bosom find,Many for many virtues excellent,None but for some and yet all different. O, mickle is the powerful grace that liesIn herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities:For nought so vile that on the earth doth liveBut to the earth some special good doth give,Nor aught so good but strain'd from that fair useRevolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse:Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied;And vice sometimes by action dignified. Within the infant rind of this small flowerPoison hath residence and medicine power:For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part;Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed kings encamp them stillIn man as well as herbs, grace and rude will;And where the worser is predominant,Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Enter ROMEOROMEOGood morrow, father. FRIAR LAURENCEBenedicite!What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?Young son, it argues a distemper'd headSo soon to bid good morrow to thy bed:Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,And where care lodges, sleep will never lie;But where unbruised youth with unstuff'd brain Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMDoth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign:Therefore thy earliness doth me assureThou art up-roused by some distemperature;Or if not so, then here I hit it right,Our Romeo hath not been in bed to-night. ROMEOThat last is true; the sweeter rest was mine. FRIAR LAURENCEGod pardon sin! Wast thou with Rosaline?ROMEOWith Rosaline, my ghostly father?
Parting is suchsweet sorrow,That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Exit aboveROMEOSleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest!Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell,His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. Exit Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMSCENE III. Friar Laurence's cell. Enter FRIAR LAURENCE, with a basketFRIAR LAURENCEThe grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks of light,And flecked darkness like a drunkard reelsFrom forth day's path and Titan's fiery wheels:Now, ere the sun advance his burning eye,The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry,I must up-fill this osier cage of oursWith baleful weeds and precious-juiced flowers. The earth that's nature's mother is her tomb;What is her burying grave that is her womb,And from her womb children of divers kindWe sucking on her natural bosom find,Many for many virtues excellent,None but for some and yet all different. O, mickle is the powerful grace that liesIn herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities:For nought so vile that on the earth doth liveBut to the earth some special good doth give,Nor aught so good but strain'd from that fair useRevolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse:Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied;And vice sometimes by action dignified. Within the infant rind of this small flowerPoison hath residence and medicine power:For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part;Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed kings encamp them stillIn man as well as herbs, grace and rude will;And where the worser is predominant,Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Enter ROMEOROMEOGood morrow, father. FRIAR LAURENCEBenedicite!What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?Young son, it argues a distemper'd headSo soon to bid good morrow to thy bed:Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,And where care lodges, sleep will never lie;But where unbruised youth with unstuff'd brain Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMDoth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign:Therefore thy earliness doth me assureThou art up-roused by some distemperature;Or if not so, then here I hit it right,Our Romeo hath not been in bed to-night. ROMEOThat last is true; the sweeter rest was mine. FRIAR LAURENCEGod pardon sin! Wast thou with Rosaline?ROMEOWith Rosaline, my ghostly father? No;I have forgot that name, and that name's woe. FRIAR LAURENCEThat's my good son: but where hast thou been, then?ROMEOI'll tell thee, ere thou ask it me again. I have been feasting with mine enemy,Where on a sudden one hath wounded me,That's by me wounded: both our remediesWithin thy help and holy physic lies:I bear no hatred, blessed man, for, lo,My intercession likewise steads my foe. FRIAR LAURENCEBe plain, good son, and homely in thy drift;Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift. ROMEOThen plainly know my heart's dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet:As mine on hers, so hers is set on mine;And all combined, save what thou must combineBy holy marriage: when and where and howWe met, we woo'd and made exchange of vow,I'll tell thee as we pass; but this I pray,That thou consent to marry us to-day. FRIAR LAURENCEHoly Saint Francis, what a change is here!Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear,So soon forsaken?
Friar Laurence's cell. Enter FRIAR LAURENCE, with a basketFRIAR LAURENCEThe grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks of light,And flecked darkness like a drunkard reelsFrom forth day's path and Titan's fiery wheels:Now, ere the sun advance his burning eye,The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry,I must up-fill this osier cage of oursWith baleful weeds and precious-juiced flowers. The earth that's nature's mother is her tomb;What is her burying grave that is her womb,And from her womb children of divers kindWe sucking on her natural bosom find,Many for many virtues excellent,None but for some and yet all different. O, mickle is the powerful grace that liesIn herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities:For nought so vile that on the earth doth liveBut to the earth some special good doth give,Nor aught so good but strain'd from that fair useRevolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse:Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied;And vice sometimes by action dignified. Within the infant rind of this small flowerPoison hath residence and medicine power:For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part;Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed kings encamp them stillIn man as well as herbs, grace and rude will;And where the worser is predominant,Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Enter ROMEOROMEOGood morrow, father. FRIAR LAURENCEBenedicite!What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?Young son, it argues a distemper'd headSo soon to bid good morrow to thy bed:Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,And where care lodges, sleep will never lie;But where unbruised youth with unstuff'd brain Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMDoth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign:Therefore thy earliness doth me assureThou art up-roused by some distemperature;Or if not so, then here I hit it right,Our Romeo hath not been in bed to-night. ROMEOThat last is true; the sweeter rest was mine. FRIAR LAURENCEGod pardon sin! Wast thou with Rosaline?ROMEOWith Rosaline, my ghostly father? No;I have forgot that name, and that name's woe. FRIAR LAURENCEThat's my good son: but where hast thou been, then?ROMEOI'll tell thee, ere thou ask it me again. I have been feasting with mine enemy,Where on a sudden one hath wounded me,That's by me wounded: both our remediesWithin thy help and holy physic lies:I bear no hatred, blessed man, for, lo,My intercession likewise steads my foe. FRIAR LAURENCEBe plain, good son, and homely in thy drift;Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift. ROMEOThen plainly know my heart's dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet:As mine on hers, so hers is set on mine;And all combined, save what thou must combineBy holy marriage: when and where and howWe met, we woo'd and made exchange of vow,I'll tell thee as we pass; but this I pray,That thou consent to marry us to-day. FRIAR LAURENCEHoly Saint Francis, what a change is here!Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear,So soon forsaken? Young men's love then lies Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNot truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Jesu Maria, what a deal of brineHath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline!How much salt water thrown away in waste,To season love, that of it doth not taste!The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears,Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears;Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sitOf an old tear that is not wash'd off yet:If e'er thou wast thyself and these woes thine,Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline:And art thou changed?
Wast thou with Rosaline?ROMEOWith Rosaline, my ghostly father? No;I have forgot that name, and that name's woe. FRIAR LAURENCEThat's my good son: but where hast thou been, then?ROMEOI'll tell thee, ere thou ask it me again. I have been feasting with mine enemy,Where on a sudden one hath wounded me,That's by me wounded: both our remediesWithin thy help and holy physic lies:I bear no hatred, blessed man, for, lo,My intercession likewise steads my foe. FRIAR LAURENCEBe plain, good son, and homely in thy drift;Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift. ROMEOThen plainly know my heart's dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet:As mine on hers, so hers is set on mine;And all combined, save what thou must combineBy holy marriage: when and where and howWe met, we woo'd and made exchange of vow,I'll tell thee as we pass; but this I pray,That thou consent to marry us to-day. FRIAR LAURENCEHoly Saint Francis, what a change is here!Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear,So soon forsaken? Young men's love then lies Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNot truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Jesu Maria, what a deal of brineHath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline!How much salt water thrown away in waste,To season love, that of it doth not taste!The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears,Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears;Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sitOf an old tear that is not wash'd off yet:If e'er thou wast thyself and these woes thine,Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline:And art thou changed? Pronounce this sentence then,Women may fall, when there's no strength in men. ROMEOThou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline. FRIAR LAURENCEFor doting, not for loving, pupil mine. ROMEOAnd bad'st me bury love. FRIAR LAURENCENot in a grave,To lay one in, another out to have. ROMEOI pray thee, chide not; she whom I love nowDoth grace for grace and love for love allow;The other did not so. FRIAR LAURENCEO, she knew wellThy love did read by rote and could not spell. But come, young waverer, come, go with me,In one respect I'll thy assistant be;For this alliance may so happy prove,To turn your households' rancour to pure love. ROMEOO, let us hence; I stand on sudden haste. FRIAR LAURENCEWisely and slow; they stumble that run fast. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMExeuntSCENE IV.
No;I have forgot that name, and that name's woe. FRIAR LAURENCEThat's my good son: but where hast thou been, then?ROMEOI'll tell thee, ere thou ask it me again. I have been feasting with mine enemy,Where on a sudden one hath wounded me,That's by me wounded: both our remediesWithin thy help and holy physic lies:I bear no hatred, blessed man, for, lo,My intercession likewise steads my foe. FRIAR LAURENCEBe plain, good son, and homely in thy drift;Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift. ROMEOThen plainly know my heart's dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet:As mine on hers, so hers is set on mine;And all combined, save what thou must combineBy holy marriage: when and where and howWe met, we woo'd and made exchange of vow,I'll tell thee as we pass; but this I pray,That thou consent to marry us to-day. FRIAR LAURENCEHoly Saint Francis, what a change is here!Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear,So soon forsaken? Young men's love then lies Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNot truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Jesu Maria, what a deal of brineHath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline!How much salt water thrown away in waste,To season love, that of it doth not taste!The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears,Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears;Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sitOf an old tear that is not wash'd off yet:If e'er thou wast thyself and these woes thine,Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline:And art thou changed? Pronounce this sentence then,Women may fall, when there's no strength in men. ROMEOThou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline. FRIAR LAURENCEFor doting, not for loving, pupil mine. ROMEOAnd bad'st me bury love. FRIAR LAURENCENot in a grave,To lay one in, another out to have. ROMEOI pray thee, chide not; she whom I love nowDoth grace for grace and love for love allow;The other did not so. FRIAR LAURENCEO, she knew wellThy love did read by rote and could not spell. But come, young waverer, come, go with me,In one respect I'll thy assistant be;For this alliance may so happy prove,To turn your households' rancour to pure love. ROMEOO, let us hence; I stand on sudden haste. FRIAR LAURENCEWisely and slow; they stumble that run fast. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMExeuntSCENE IV. A street. Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIOMERCUTIOWhere the devil should this Romeo be?Came he not home to-night?BENVOLIONot to his father's; I spoke with his man. MERCUTIOAh, that same pale hard-hearted wench, that Rosaline. Torments him so, that he will sure run mad. BENVOLIOTybalt, the kinsman of old Capulet,Hath sent a letter to his father's house. MERCUTIOA challenge, on my life. BENVOLIORomeo will answer it. MERCUTIOAny man that can write may answer a letter. BENVOLIONay, he will answer the letter's master, how hedares, being dared. MERCUTIOAlas poor Romeo!
Young men's love then lies Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNot truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Jesu Maria, what a deal of brineHath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline!How much salt water thrown away in waste,To season love, that of it doth not taste!The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears,Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears;Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sitOf an old tear that is not wash'd off yet:If e'er thou wast thyself and these woes thine,Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline:And art thou changed? Pronounce this sentence then,Women may fall, when there's no strength in men. ROMEOThou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline. FRIAR LAURENCEFor doting, not for loving, pupil mine. ROMEOAnd bad'st me bury love. FRIAR LAURENCENot in a grave,To lay one in, another out to have. ROMEOI pray thee, chide not; she whom I love nowDoth grace for grace and love for love allow;The other did not so. FRIAR LAURENCEO, she knew wellThy love did read by rote and could not spell. But come, young waverer, come, go with me,In one respect I'll thy assistant be;For this alliance may so happy prove,To turn your households' rancour to pure love. ROMEOO, let us hence; I stand on sudden haste. FRIAR LAURENCEWisely and slow; they stumble that run fast. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMExeuntSCENE IV. A street. Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIOMERCUTIOWhere the devil should this Romeo be?Came he not home to-night?BENVOLIONot to his father's; I spoke with his man. MERCUTIOAh, that same pale hard-hearted wench, that Rosaline. Torments him so, that he will sure run mad. BENVOLIOTybalt, the kinsman of old Capulet,Hath sent a letter to his father's house. MERCUTIOA challenge, on my life. BENVOLIORomeo will answer it. MERCUTIOAny man that can write may answer a letter. BENVOLIONay, he will answer the letter's master, how hedares, being dared. MERCUTIOAlas poor Romeo! He is already dead; stabbed with awhite wench's black eye; shot through the ear with alove-song; the very pin of his heart cleft with theblind bow-boy's butt-shaft: and is he a man toencounter Tybalt?BENVOLIOWhy, what is Tybalt? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMERCUTIOMore than prince of cats, I can tell you.
Pronounce this sentence then,Women may fall, when there's no strength in men. ROMEOThou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline. FRIAR LAURENCEFor doting, not for loving, pupil mine. ROMEOAnd bad'st me bury love. FRIAR LAURENCENot in a grave,To lay one in, another out to have. ROMEOI pray thee, chide not; she whom I love nowDoth grace for grace and love for love allow;The other did not so. FRIAR LAURENCEO, she knew wellThy love did read by rote and could not spell. But come, young waverer, come, go with me,In one respect I'll thy assistant be;For this alliance may so happy prove,To turn your households' rancour to pure love. ROMEOO, let us hence; I stand on sudden haste. FRIAR LAURENCEWisely and slow; they stumble that run fast. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMExeuntSCENE IV. A street. Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIOMERCUTIOWhere the devil should this Romeo be?Came he not home to-night?BENVOLIONot to his father's; I spoke with his man. MERCUTIOAh, that same pale hard-hearted wench, that Rosaline. Torments him so, that he will sure run mad. BENVOLIOTybalt, the kinsman of old Capulet,Hath sent a letter to his father's house. MERCUTIOA challenge, on my life. BENVOLIORomeo will answer it. MERCUTIOAny man that can write may answer a letter. BENVOLIONay, he will answer the letter's master, how hedares, being dared. MERCUTIOAlas poor Romeo! He is already dead; stabbed with awhite wench's black eye; shot through the ear with alove-song; the very pin of his heart cleft with theblind bow-boy's butt-shaft: and is he a man toencounter Tybalt?BENVOLIOWhy, what is Tybalt? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMERCUTIOMore than prince of cats, I can tell you. O, he isthe courageous captain of compliments.
A street. Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIOMERCUTIOWhere the devil should this Romeo be?Came he not home to-night?BENVOLIONot to his father's; I spoke with his man. MERCUTIOAh, that same pale hard-hearted wench, that Rosaline. Torments him so, that he will sure run mad. BENVOLIOTybalt, the kinsman of old Capulet,Hath sent a letter to his father's house. MERCUTIOA challenge, on my life. BENVOLIORomeo will answer it. MERCUTIOAny man that can write may answer a letter. BENVOLIONay, he will answer the letter's master, how hedares, being dared. MERCUTIOAlas poor Romeo! He is already dead; stabbed with awhite wench's black eye; shot through the ear with alove-song; the very pin of his heart cleft with theblind bow-boy's butt-shaft: and is he a man toencounter Tybalt?BENVOLIOWhy, what is Tybalt? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMERCUTIOMore than prince of cats, I can tell you. O, he isthe courageous captain of compliments. He fights asyou sing prick-song, keeps time, distance, andproportion; rests me his minim rest, one, two, andthe third in your bosom: the very butcher of a silkbutton, a duellist, a duellist; a gentleman of thevery first house, of the first and second cause:ah, the immortal passado! The punto reverso! Thehai!BENVOLIOThe what?MERCUTIOThe pox of such antic, lisping, affectingfantasticoes; these new tuners of accents! '. By Jesu,a very good blade! A very tall man! A very goodwhore!'. Why, is not this a lamentable thing,grandsire, that we should be thus afflicted withthese strange flies, these fashion-mongers, theseperdona-mi's, who stand so much on the new form,that they cannot at ease on the old bench?
'By Jesu,a very good blade! A very tall man! A very goodwhore!'. Why, is not this a lamentable thing,grandsire, that we should be thus afflicted withthese strange flies, these fashion-mongers, theseperdona-mi's, who stand so much on the new form,that they cannot at ease on the old bench? O, theirbones, their bones!Enter ROMEOBENVOLIOHere comes Romeo, here comes Romeo. MERCUTIOWithout his roe, like a dried herring: flesh, flesh,how art thou fishified! Now is he for the numbersthat Petrarch flowed in: Laura to his lady was but akitchen-wench; marry, she had a better love tobe-rhyme her; Dido a dowdy; Cleopatra a gipsy;Helen and Hero hildings and harlots; Thisbe a greyeye or so, but not to the purpose. SigniorRomeo, bon jour! There's a French salutationto your French slop. You gave us the counterfeitfairly last night. ROMEOGood morrow to you both.
SigniorRomeo, bon jour! There's a French salutationto your French slop. You gave us the counterfeitfairly last night. ROMEOGood morrow to you both. What counterfeit did I give you?MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe ship, sir, the slip; can you not conceive?ROMEOPardon, good Mercutio, my business was great; and insuch a case as mine a man may strain courtesy. MERCUTIOThat's as much as to say, such a case as yoursconstrains a man to bow in the hams. ROMEOMeaning, to court'sy. MERCUTIOThou hast most kindly hit it. ROMEOA most courteous exposition. MERCUTIONay, I am the very pink of courtesy. ROMEOPink for flower. MERCUTIORight. ROMEOWhy, then is my pump well flowered. MERCUTIOWell said: follow me this jest now till thou hastworn out thy pump, that when the single sole of itis worn, the jest may remain after the wearing sole singular. ROMEOO single-soled jest, solely singular for thesingleness. MERCUTIOCome between us, good Benvolio; my wits faint. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEOSwitch and spurs, switch and spurs; or I'll cry a match. MERCUTIONay, if thy wits run the wild-goose chase, I havedone, for thou hast more of the wild-goose in one ofthy wits than, I am sure, I have in my whole five:was I with you there for the goose?ROMEOThou wast never with me for any thing when thou wastnot there for the goose. MERCUTIOI will bite thee by the ear for that jest. ROMEONay, good goose, bite not. MERCUTIOThy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a mostsharp sauce. ROMEOAnd is it not well served in to a sweet goose?MERCUTIOO here's a wit of cheveril, that stretches from aninch narrow to an ell broad!ROMEOI stretch it out for that word 'broad;' which addedto the goose, proves thee far and wide a broad goose. MERCUTIOWhy, is not this better now than groaning for love?now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now artthou what thou art, by art as well as by nature:for this drivelling love is like a great natural,that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole. BENVOLIOStop there, stop there. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMERCUTIOThou desirest me to stop in my tale against the hair. BENVOLIOThou wouldst else have made thy tale large. MERCUTIOO, thou art deceived; I would have made it short:for I was come to the whole depth of my tale; andmeant, indeed, to occupy the argument no longer. ROMEOHere's goodly gear!Enter Nurse and PETERMERCUTIOA sail, a sail!BENVOLIOTwo, two; a shirt and a smock. NursePeter!PETERAnon!NurseMy fan, Peter. MERCUTIOGood Peter, to hide her face; for her fan's thefairer face. NurseGod ye good morrow, gentlemen. MERCUTIOGod ye good den, fair gentlewoman. Nurse Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIs it good den?MERCUTIO'Tis no less, I tell you, for the bawdy hand of thedial is now upon the prick of noon. NurseOut upon you!
There's a French salutationto your French slop. You gave us the counterfeitfairly last night. ROMEOGood morrow to you both. What counterfeit did I give you?MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe ship, sir, the slip; can you not conceive?ROMEOPardon, good Mercutio, my business was great; and insuch a case as mine a man may strain courtesy. MERCUTIOThat's as much as to say, such a case as yoursconstrains a man to bow in the hams. ROMEOMeaning, to court'sy. MERCUTIOThou hast most kindly hit it. ROMEOA most courteous exposition. MERCUTIONay, I am the very pink of courtesy. ROMEOPink for flower. MERCUTIORight. ROMEOWhy, then is my pump well flowered. MERCUTIOWell said: follow me this jest now till thou hastworn out thy pump, that when the single sole of itis worn, the jest may remain after the wearing sole singular. ROMEOO single-soled jest, solely singular for thesingleness. MERCUTIOCome between us, good Benvolio; my wits faint. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEOSwitch and spurs, switch and spurs; or I'll cry a match. MERCUTIONay, if thy wits run the wild-goose chase, I havedone, for thou hast more of the wild-goose in one ofthy wits than, I am sure, I have in my whole five:was I with you there for the goose?ROMEOThou wast never with me for any thing when thou wastnot there for the goose. MERCUTIOI will bite thee by the ear for that jest. ROMEONay, good goose, bite not. MERCUTIOThy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a mostsharp sauce. ROMEOAnd is it not well served in to a sweet goose?MERCUTIOO here's a wit of cheveril, that stretches from aninch narrow to an ell broad!ROMEOI stretch it out for that word 'broad;' which addedto the goose, proves thee far and wide a broad goose. MERCUTIOWhy, is not this better now than groaning for love?now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now artthou what thou art, by art as well as by nature:for this drivelling love is like a great natural,that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole. BENVOLIOStop there, stop there. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMERCUTIOThou desirest me to stop in my tale against the hair. BENVOLIOThou wouldst else have made thy tale large. MERCUTIOO, thou art deceived; I would have made it short:for I was come to the whole depth of my tale; andmeant, indeed, to occupy the argument no longer. ROMEOHere's goodly gear!Enter Nurse and PETERMERCUTIOA sail, a sail!BENVOLIOTwo, two; a shirt and a smock. NursePeter!PETERAnon!NurseMy fan, Peter. MERCUTIOGood Peter, to hide her face; for her fan's thefairer face. NurseGod ye good morrow, gentlemen. MERCUTIOGod ye good den, fair gentlewoman. Nurse Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIs it good den?MERCUTIO'Tis no less, I tell you, for the bawdy hand of thedial is now upon the prick of noon. NurseOut upon you! What a man are you!ROMEOOne, gentlewoman, that God hath made for himself tomar. NurseBy my troth, it is well said; 'for himself to mar,'quoth a'?
You gave us the counterfeitfairly last night. ROMEOGood morrow to you both. What counterfeit did I give you?MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe ship, sir, the slip; can you not conceive?ROMEOPardon, good Mercutio, my business was great; and insuch a case as mine a man may strain courtesy. MERCUTIOThat's as much as to say, such a case as yoursconstrains a man to bow in the hams. ROMEOMeaning, to court'sy. MERCUTIOThou hast most kindly hit it. ROMEOA most courteous exposition. MERCUTIONay, I am the very pink of courtesy. ROMEOPink for flower. MERCUTIORight. ROMEOWhy, then is my pump well flowered. MERCUTIOWell said: follow me this jest now till thou hastworn out thy pump, that when the single sole of itis worn, the jest may remain after the wearing sole singular. ROMEOO single-soled jest, solely singular for thesingleness. MERCUTIOCome between us, good Benvolio; my wits faint. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEOSwitch and spurs, switch and spurs; or I'll cry a match. MERCUTIONay, if thy wits run the wild-goose chase, I havedone, for thou hast more of the wild-goose in one ofthy wits than, I am sure, I have in my whole five:was I with you there for the goose?ROMEOThou wast never with me for any thing when thou wastnot there for the goose. MERCUTIOI will bite thee by the ear for that jest. ROMEONay, good goose, bite not. MERCUTIOThy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a mostsharp sauce. ROMEOAnd is it not well served in to a sweet goose?MERCUTIOO here's a wit of cheveril, that stretches from aninch narrow to an ell broad!ROMEOI stretch it out for that word 'broad;' which addedto the goose, proves thee far and wide a broad goose. MERCUTIOWhy, is not this better now than groaning for love?now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now artthou what thou art, by art as well as by nature:for this drivelling love is like a great natural,that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole. BENVOLIOStop there, stop there. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMERCUTIOThou desirest me to stop in my tale against the hair. BENVOLIOThou wouldst else have made thy tale large. MERCUTIOO, thou art deceived; I would have made it short:for I was come to the whole depth of my tale; andmeant, indeed, to occupy the argument no longer. ROMEOHere's goodly gear!Enter Nurse and PETERMERCUTIOA sail, a sail!BENVOLIOTwo, two; a shirt and a smock. NursePeter!PETERAnon!NurseMy fan, Peter. MERCUTIOGood Peter, to hide her face; for her fan's thefairer face. NurseGod ye good morrow, gentlemen. MERCUTIOGod ye good den, fair gentlewoman. Nurse Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIs it good den?MERCUTIO'Tis no less, I tell you, for the bawdy hand of thedial is now upon the prick of noon. NurseOut upon you! What a man are you!ROMEOOne, gentlewoman, that God hath made for himself tomar. NurseBy my troth, it is well said; 'for himself to mar,'quoth a'? Gentlemen, can any of you tell me where Imay find the young Romeo?ROMEOI can tell you; but young Romeo will be older whenyou have found him than he was when you sought him:I am the youngest of that name, for fault of a worse. NurseYou say well. MERCUTIOYea, is the worst well?
What counterfeit did I give you?MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe ship, sir, the slip; can you not conceive?ROMEOPardon, good Mercutio, my business was great; and insuch a case as mine a man may strain courtesy. MERCUTIOThat's as much as to say, such a case as yoursconstrains a man to bow in the hams. ROMEOMeaning, to court'sy. MERCUTIOThou hast most kindly hit it. ROMEOA most courteous exposition. MERCUTIONay, I am the very pink of courtesy. ROMEOPink for flower. MERCUTIORight. ROMEOWhy, then is my pump well flowered. MERCUTIOWell said: follow me this jest now till thou hastworn out thy pump, that when the single sole of itis worn, the jest may remain after the wearing sole singular. ROMEOO single-soled jest, solely singular for thesingleness. MERCUTIOCome between us, good Benvolio; my wits faint. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEOSwitch and spurs, switch and spurs; or I'll cry a match. MERCUTIONay, if thy wits run the wild-goose chase, I havedone, for thou hast more of the wild-goose in one ofthy wits than, I am sure, I have in my whole five:was I with you there for the goose?ROMEOThou wast never with me for any thing when thou wastnot there for the goose. MERCUTIOI will bite thee by the ear for that jest. ROMEONay, good goose, bite not. MERCUTIOThy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a mostsharp sauce. ROMEOAnd is it not well served in to a sweet goose?MERCUTIOO here's a wit of cheveril, that stretches from aninch narrow to an ell broad!ROMEOI stretch it out for that word 'broad;' which addedto the goose, proves thee far and wide a broad goose. MERCUTIOWhy, is not this better now than groaning for love?now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now artthou what thou art, by art as well as by nature:for this drivelling love is like a great natural,that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole. BENVOLIOStop there, stop there. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMERCUTIOThou desirest me to stop in my tale against the hair. BENVOLIOThou wouldst else have made thy tale large. MERCUTIOO, thou art deceived; I would have made it short:for I was come to the whole depth of my tale; andmeant, indeed, to occupy the argument no longer. ROMEOHere's goodly gear!Enter Nurse and PETERMERCUTIOA sail, a sail!BENVOLIOTwo, two; a shirt and a smock. NursePeter!PETERAnon!NurseMy fan, Peter. MERCUTIOGood Peter, to hide her face; for her fan's thefairer face. NurseGod ye good morrow, gentlemen. MERCUTIOGod ye good den, fair gentlewoman. Nurse Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIs it good den?MERCUTIO'Tis no less, I tell you, for the bawdy hand of thedial is now upon the prick of noon. NurseOut upon you! What a man are you!ROMEOOne, gentlewoman, that God hath made for himself tomar. NurseBy my troth, it is well said; 'for himself to mar,'quoth a'? Gentlemen, can any of you tell me where Imay find the young Romeo?ROMEOI can tell you; but young Romeo will be older whenyou have found him than he was when you sought him:I am the youngest of that name, for fault of a worse. NurseYou say well. MERCUTIOYea, is the worst well? Very well took, i' faith;wisely, wisely. Nurseif you be he, sir, I desire some confidence withyou. BENVOLIOShe will indite him to some supper. MERCUTIOA bawd, a bawd, a bawd!
What a man are you!ROMEOOne, gentlewoman, that God hath made for himself tomar. NurseBy my troth, it is well said; 'for himself to mar,'quoth a'? Gentlemen, can any of you tell me where Imay find the young Romeo?ROMEOI can tell you; but young Romeo will be older whenyou have found him than he was when you sought him:I am the youngest of that name, for fault of a worse. NurseYou say well. MERCUTIOYea, is the worst well? Very well took, i' faith;wisely, wisely. Nurseif you be he, sir, I desire some confidence withyou. BENVOLIOShe will indite him to some supper. MERCUTIOA bawd, a bawd, a bawd! So ho!ROMEOWhat hast thou found? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMERCUTIONo hare, sir; unless a hare, sir, in a lenten pie,that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent. SingsAn old hare hoar,And an old hare hoar,Is very good meat in lentBut a hare that is hoarIs too much for a score,When it hoars ere it be spent. Romeo, will you come to your father's? We'llto dinner, thither. ROMEOI will follow you. MERCUTIOFarewell, ancient lady; farewell,Singing'lady, lady, lady. 'Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIONurseMarry, farewell! I pray you, sir, what saucymerchant was this, that was so full of his ropery?ROMEOA gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk,and will speak more in a minute than he will standto in a month. NurseAn a' speak any thing against me, I'll take himdown, an a' were lustier than he is, and twenty suchJacks; and if I cannot, I'll find those that shall. Scurvy knave! I am none of his flirt-gills; I amnone of his skains-mates.
We'llto dinner, thither. ROMEOI will follow you. MERCUTIOFarewell, ancient lady; farewell,Singing'lady, lady, lady. 'Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIONurseMarry, farewell! I pray you, sir, what saucymerchant was this, that was so full of his ropery?ROMEOA gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk,and will speak more in a minute than he will standto in a month. NurseAn a' speak any thing against me, I'll take himdown, an a' were lustier than he is, and twenty suchJacks; and if I cannot, I'll find those that shall. Scurvy knave! I am none of his flirt-gills; I amnone of his skains-mates. And thou must stand bytoo, and suffer every knave to use me at his pleasure?PETERI saw no man use you a pleasure; if I had, my weaponshould quickly have been out, I warrant you: I dare Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMdraw as soon as another man, if I see occasion in agood quarrel, and the law on my side. NurseNow, afore God, I am so vexed, that every part aboutme quivers. Scurvy knave! Pray you, sir, a word:and as I told you, my young lady bade me inquire youout; what she bade me say, I will keep to myself:but first let me tell ye, if ye should lead her intoa fool's paradise, as they say, it were a very grosskind of behavior, as they say: for the gentlewomanis young; and, therefore, if you should deal doublewith her, truly it were an ill thing to be offeredto any gentlewoman, and very weak dealing. ROMEONurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. Iprotest unto thee-NurseGood heart, and, i' faith, I will tell her as much:Lord, Lord, she will be a joyful woman. ROMEOWhat wilt thou tell her, nurse?
Scurvy knave! Pray you, sir, a word:and as I told you, my young lady bade me inquire youout; what she bade me say, I will keep to myself:but first let me tell ye, if ye should lead her intoa fool's paradise, as they say, it were a very grosskind of behavior, as they say: for the gentlewomanis young; and, therefore, if you should deal doublewith her, truly it were an ill thing to be offeredto any gentlewoman, and very weak dealing. ROMEONurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. Iprotest unto thee-NurseGood heart, and, i' faith, I will tell her as much:Lord, Lord, she will be a joyful woman. ROMEOWhat wilt thou tell her, nurse? Thou dost not mark me. NurseI will tell her, sir, that you do protest; which, asI take it, is a gentlemanlike offer. ROMEOBid her deviseSome means to come to shrift this afternoon;And there she shall at Friar Laurence' cellBe shrived and married. Here is for thy pains. NurseNo truly sir; not a penny. ROMEOGo to; I say you shall. NurseThis afternoon, sir? Well, she shall be there. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEOAnd stay, good nurse, behind the abbey wall:Within this hour my man shall be with theeAnd bring thee cords made like a tackled stair;Which to the high top-gallant of my joyMust be my convoy in the secret night. Farewell; be trusty, and I'll quit thy pains:Farewell; commend me to thy mistress. NurseNow God in heaven bless thee! Hark you, sir. ROMEOWhat say'st thou, my dear nurse?NurseIs your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say,Two may keep counsel, putting one away?ROMEOI warrant thee, my man's as true as steel. NURSEWell, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady--Lord,Lord!
Well, she shall be there. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEOAnd stay, good nurse, behind the abbey wall:Within this hour my man shall be with theeAnd bring thee cords made like a tackled stair;Which to the high top-gallant of my joyMust be my convoy in the secret night. Farewell; be trusty, and I'll quit thy pains:Farewell; commend me to thy mistress. NurseNow God in heaven bless thee! Hark you, sir. ROMEOWhat say'st thou, my dear nurse?NurseIs your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say,Two may keep counsel, putting one away?ROMEOI warrant thee, my man's as true as steel. NURSEWell, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady--Lord,Lord! When 'twas a little prating thing:--O, thereis a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would fainlay knife aboard; but she, good soul, had as liefsee a toad, a very toad, as see him. I anger hersometimes and tell her that Paris is the propererman; but, I'll warrant you, when I say so, she looksas pale as any clout in the versal world. Doth notrosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter?ROMEOAy, nurse; what of that? Both with an R.NurseAh. Mocker! That's the dog's name; R is forthe--No; I know it begins with some otherletter:--and she hath the prettiest sententious ofit, of you and rosemary, that it would do you goodto hear it. ROMEOCommend me to thy lady. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNurseAy, a thousand times. Exit RomeoPeter!PETERAnon!NursePeter, take my fan, and go before and apace. ExeuntSCENE V.
Both with an R.NurseAh. Mocker! That's the dog's name; R is forthe--No; I know it begins with some otherletter:--and she hath the prettiest sententious ofit, of you and rosemary, that it would do you goodto hear it. ROMEOCommend me to thy lady. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNurseAy, a thousand times. Exit RomeoPeter!PETERAnon!NursePeter, take my fan, and go before and apace. ExeuntSCENE V. Capulet's orchard. Enter JULIETJULIETThe clock struck nine when I did send the nurse;In half an hour she promised to return. Perchance she cannot meet him: that's not so. O, she is lame! Love's heralds should be thoughts,Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams,Driving back shadows over louring hills:Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love,And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings. Now is the sun upon the highmost hillOf this day's journey, and from nine till twelveIs three long hours, yet she is not come. Had she affections and warm youthful blood,She would be as swift in motion as a ball;My words would bandy her to my sweet love,And his to me:But old folks, many feign as they were dead;Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead. O God, she comes!Enter Nurse and PETERO honey nurse, what news?Hast thou met with him? Send thy man away. NursePeter, stay at the gate. Exit PETER Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETNow, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad?Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily;If good, thou shamest the music of sweet newsBy playing it to me with so sour a face. NurseI am a-weary, give me leave awhile:Fie, how my bones ache!
Capulet's orchard. Enter JULIETJULIETThe clock struck nine when I did send the nurse;In half an hour she promised to return. Perchance she cannot meet him: that's not so. O, she is lame! Love's heralds should be thoughts,Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams,Driving back shadows over louring hills:Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love,And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings. Now is the sun upon the highmost hillOf this day's journey, and from nine till twelveIs three long hours, yet she is not come. Had she affections and warm youthful blood,She would be as swift in motion as a ball;My words would bandy her to my sweet love,And his to me:But old folks, many feign as they were dead;Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead. O God, she comes!Enter Nurse and PETERO honey nurse, what news?Hast thou met with him? Send thy man away. NursePeter, stay at the gate. Exit PETER Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETNow, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad?Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily;If good, thou shamest the music of sweet newsBy playing it to me with so sour a face. NurseI am a-weary, give me leave awhile:Fie, how my bones ache! What a jaunt have I had!JULIETI would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news:Nay, come, I pray thee, speak; good, good nurse, speak. NurseJesu, what haste? Can you not stay awhile?Do you not see that I am out of breath?JULIETHow art thou out of breath, when thou hast breathTo say to me that thou art out of breath?The excuse that thou dost make in this delayIs longer than the tale thou dost excuse. Is thy news good, or bad? Answer to that;Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance:Let me be satisfied, is't good or bad?NurseWell, you have made a simple choice; you know nothow to choose a man: Romeo!
What a jaunt have I had!JULIETI would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news:Nay, come, I pray thee, speak; good, good nurse, speak. NurseJesu, what haste? Can you not stay awhile?Do you not see that I am out of breath?JULIETHow art thou out of breath, when thou hast breathTo say to me that thou art out of breath?The excuse that thou dost make in this delayIs longer than the tale thou dost excuse. Is thy news good, or bad? Answer to that;Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance:Let me be satisfied, is't good or bad?NurseWell, you have made a simple choice; you know nothow to choose a man: Romeo! No, not he; though hisface be better than any man's, yet his leg excelsall men's; and for a hand, and a foot, and a body,though they be not to be talked on, yet they arepast compare: he is not the flower of courtesy,but, I'll warrant him, as gentle as a lamb. Go thyways, wench; serve God. What, have you dined at home?JULIETNo, no: but all this did I know before. What says he of our marriage? What of that?NurseLord, how my head aches! What a head have I!It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces. My back o' t' other side,--O, my back, my back! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBeshrew your heart for sending me about,To catch my death with jaunting up and down!JULIETI' faith, I am sorry that thou art not well. Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love?NurseYour love says, like an honest gentleman, and acourteous, and a kind, and a handsome, and, Iwarrant, a virtuous,--Where is your mother?JULIETWhere is my mother! Why, she is within;Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest!'Your love says, like an honest gentleman,Where is your mother?'NurseO God's lady dear!Are you so hot?
What a head have I!It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces. My back o' t' other side,--O, my back, my back! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBeshrew your heart for sending me about,To catch my death with jaunting up and down!JULIETI' faith, I am sorry that thou art not well. Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love?NurseYour love says, like an honest gentleman, and acourteous, and a kind, and a handsome, and, Iwarrant, a virtuous,--Where is your mother?JULIETWhere is my mother! Why, she is within;Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest!'Your love says, like an honest gentleman,Where is your mother?'NurseO God's lady dear!Are you so hot? Marry, come up, I trow;Is this the poultice for my aching bones?Henceforward do your messages yourself. JULIETHere's such a coil! Come, what says Romeo?NurseHave you got leave to go to shrift to-day?JULIETI have. NurseThen hie you hence to Friar Laurence' cell;There stays a husband to make you a wife:Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks,They'll be in scarlet straight at any news. Hie you to church; I must another way,To fetch a ladder, by the which your loveMust climb a bird's nest soon when it is dark:I am the drudge and toil in your delight,But you shall bear the burden soon at night. Go; I'll to dinner: hie you to the cell. JULIET Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMHie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell. ExeuntSCENE VI. Friar Laurence's cell. Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and ROMEOFRIAR LAURENCESo smile the heavens upon this holy act,That after hours with sorrow chide us not!ROMEOAmen, amen!
A public place. Enter MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, Page, and ServantsBENVOLIOI pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire:The day is hot, the Capulets abroad,And, if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl;For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring. MERCUTIOThou art like one of those fellows that when heenters the confines of a tavern claps me his swordupon the table and says 'God send me no need ofthee!'. And by the operation of the second cup drawsit on the drawer, when indeed there is no need. BENVOLIOAm I like such a fellow?MERCUTIOCome, come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood asany in Italy, and as soon moved to be moody, and assoon moody to be moved. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOAnd what to?MERCUTIONay, an there were two such, we should have noneshortly, for one would kill the other. Thou! Why,thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more,or a hair less, in his beard, than thou hast: thouwilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having noother reason but because thou hast hazel eyes: whateye but such an eye would spy out such a quarrel?Thy head is as fun of quarrels as an egg is full ofmeat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle asan egg for quarrelling: thou hast quarrelled with aman for coughing in the street, because he hathwakened thy dog that hath lain asleep in the sun:didst thou not fall out with a tailor for wearinghis new doublet before Easter? With another, fortying his new shoes with old riband? And yet thouwilt tutor me from quarrelling!BENVOLIOAn I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any manshould buy the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter. MERCUTIOThe fee-simple!
Why,thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more,or a hair less, in his beard, than thou hast: thouwilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having noother reason but because thou hast hazel eyes: whateye but such an eye would spy out such a quarrel?Thy head is as fun of quarrels as an egg is full ofmeat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle asan egg for quarrelling: thou hast quarrelled with aman for coughing in the street, because he hathwakened thy dog that hath lain asleep in the sun:didst thou not fall out with a tailor for wearinghis new doublet before Easter? With another, fortying his new shoes with old riband? And yet thouwilt tutor me from quarrelling!BENVOLIOAn I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any manshould buy the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter. MERCUTIOThe fee-simple! O simple!BENVOLIOBy my head, here come the Capulets. MERCUTIOBy my heel, I care not. Enter TYBALT and othersTYBALTFollow me close, for I will speak to them. Gentlemen, good den: a word with one of you. MERCUTIOAnd but one word with one of us? Couple it withsomething; make it a word and a blow. TYBALT Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMYou shall find me apt enough to that, sir, an youwill give me occasion. MERCUTIOCould you not take some occasion without giving?TYBALTMercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo,-MERCUTIOConsort! What, dost thou make us minstrels? Anthou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing butdiscords: here's my fiddlestick; here's that shallmake you dance.
Couple it withsomething; make it a word and a blow. TYBALT Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMYou shall find me apt enough to that, sir, an youwill give me occasion. MERCUTIOCould you not take some occasion without giving?TYBALTMercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo,-MERCUTIOConsort! What, dost thou make us minstrels? Anthou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing butdiscords: here's my fiddlestick; here's that shallmake you dance. '. Zounds, consort!BENVOLIOWe talk here in the public haunt of men:Either withdraw unto some private place,And reason coldly of your grievances,Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us. MERCUTIOMen's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze;I will not budge for no man's pleasure, I.Enter ROMEOTYBALTWell, peace be with you, sir: here comes my man. MERCUTIOBut I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery:Marry, go before to field, he'll be your follower;Your worship in that sense may call him 'man. 'TYBALTRomeo, the hate I bear thee can affordNo better term than this,--thou art a villain. ROMEOTybalt, the reason that I have to love theeDoth much excuse the appertaining rageTo such a greeting: villain am I none;Therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTYBALTBoy, this shall not excuse the injuriesThat thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw. ROMEOI do protest, I never injured thee,But love thee better than thou canst devise,Till thou shalt know the reason of my love:And so, good Capulet,--which name I tenderAs dearly as my own,--be satisfied. MERCUTIOO calm, dishonourable, vile submission!Alla stoccata carries it away. DrawsTybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk?TYBALTWhat wouldst thou have with me?MERCUTIOGood king of cats, nothing but one of your ninelives; that I mean to make bold withal, and as youshall use me hereafter, drybeat the rest of theeight.
What, dost thou make us minstrels? Anthou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing butdiscords: here's my fiddlestick; here's that shallmake you dance. '. Zounds, consort!BENVOLIOWe talk here in the public haunt of men:Either withdraw unto some private place,And reason coldly of your grievances,Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us. MERCUTIOMen's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze;I will not budge for no man's pleasure, I.Enter ROMEOTYBALTWell, peace be with you, sir: here comes my man. MERCUTIOBut I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery:Marry, go before to field, he'll be your follower;Your worship in that sense may call him 'man. 'TYBALTRomeo, the hate I bear thee can affordNo better term than this,--thou art a villain. ROMEOTybalt, the reason that I have to love theeDoth much excuse the appertaining rageTo such a greeting: villain am I none;Therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTYBALTBoy, this shall not excuse the injuriesThat thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw. ROMEOI do protest, I never injured thee,But love thee better than thou canst devise,Till thou shalt know the reason of my love:And so, good Capulet,--which name I tenderAs dearly as my own,--be satisfied. MERCUTIOO calm, dishonourable, vile submission!Alla stoccata carries it away. DrawsTybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk?TYBALTWhat wouldst thou have with me?MERCUTIOGood king of cats, nothing but one of your ninelives; that I mean to make bold withal, and as youshall use me hereafter, drybeat the rest of theeight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcherby the ears?
Anthou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing butdiscords: here's my fiddlestick; here's that shallmake you dance. '. Zounds, consort!BENVOLIOWe talk here in the public haunt of men:Either withdraw unto some private place,And reason coldly of your grievances,Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us. MERCUTIOMen's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze;I will not budge for no man's pleasure, I.Enter ROMEOTYBALTWell, peace be with you, sir: here comes my man. MERCUTIOBut I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery:Marry, go before to field, he'll be your follower;Your worship in that sense may call him 'man. 'TYBALTRomeo, the hate I bear thee can affordNo better term than this,--thou art a villain. ROMEOTybalt, the reason that I have to love theeDoth much excuse the appertaining rageTo such a greeting: villain am I none;Therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTYBALTBoy, this shall not excuse the injuriesThat thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw. ROMEOI do protest, I never injured thee,But love thee better than thou canst devise,Till thou shalt know the reason of my love:And so, good Capulet,--which name I tenderAs dearly as my own,--be satisfied. MERCUTIOO calm, dishonourable, vile submission!Alla stoccata carries it away. DrawsTybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk?TYBALTWhat wouldst thou have with me?MERCUTIOGood king of cats, nothing but one of your ninelives; that I mean to make bold withal, and as youshall use me hereafter, drybeat the rest of theeight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcherby the ears? Make haste, lest mine be about yourears ere it be out. TYBALTI am for you. DrawingROMEOGentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up. MERCUTIOCome, sir, your passado. They fightROMEODraw, Benvolio; beat down their weapons. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMGentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage!Tybalt, Mercutio, the prince expressly hathForbidden bandying in Verona streets:Hold, Tybalt!
'Zounds, consort!BENVOLIOWe talk here in the public haunt of men:Either withdraw unto some private place,And reason coldly of your grievances,Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us. MERCUTIOMen's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze;I will not budge for no man's pleasure, I.Enter ROMEOTYBALTWell, peace be with you, sir: here comes my man. MERCUTIOBut I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery:Marry, go before to field, he'll be your follower;Your worship in that sense may call him 'man. 'TYBALTRomeo, the hate I bear thee can affordNo better term than this,--thou art a villain. ROMEOTybalt, the reason that I have to love theeDoth much excuse the appertaining rageTo such a greeting: villain am I none;Therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTYBALTBoy, this shall not excuse the injuriesThat thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw. ROMEOI do protest, I never injured thee,But love thee better than thou canst devise,Till thou shalt know the reason of my love:And so, good Capulet,--which name I tenderAs dearly as my own,--be satisfied. MERCUTIOO calm, dishonourable, vile submission!Alla stoccata carries it away. DrawsTybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk?TYBALTWhat wouldst thou have with me?MERCUTIOGood king of cats, nothing but one of your ninelives; that I mean to make bold withal, and as youshall use me hereafter, drybeat the rest of theeight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcherby the ears? Make haste, lest mine be about yourears ere it be out. TYBALTI am for you. DrawingROMEOGentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up. MERCUTIOCome, sir, your passado. They fightROMEODraw, Benvolio; beat down their weapons. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMGentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage!Tybalt, Mercutio, the prince expressly hathForbidden bandying in Verona streets:Hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio!TYBALT under ROMEO's arm stabs MERCUTIO, and flies with his followersMERCUTIOI am hurt. A plague o' both your houses!
Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcherby the ears? Make haste, lest mine be about yourears ere it be out. TYBALTI am for you. DrawingROMEOGentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up. MERCUTIOCome, sir, your passado. They fightROMEODraw, Benvolio; beat down their weapons. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMGentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage!Tybalt, Mercutio, the prince expressly hathForbidden bandying in Verona streets:Hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio!TYBALT under ROMEO's arm stabs MERCUTIO, and flies with his followersMERCUTIOI am hurt. A plague o' both your houses! I am sped. Is he gone, and hath nothing?BENVOLIOWhat, art thou hurt?MERCUTIOAy, ay, a scratch, a scratch; marry, 'tis enough. Where is my page? Go, villain, fetch a surgeon. Exit PageROMEOCourage, man; the hurt cannot be much. MERCUTIONo, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as achurch-door; but 'tis enough,'twill serve: ask forme to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. Iam peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o'both your houses! '. Zounds, a dog, a rat, a mouse, acat, to scratch a man to death! A braggart, arogue, a villain, that fights by the book ofarithmetic! Why the devil came you between us? Iwas hurt under your arm. ROMEOI thought all for the best. MERCUTIOHelp me into some house, Benvolio,Or I shall faint.
A braggart, arogue, a villain, that fights by the book ofarithmetic! Why the devil came you between us? Iwas hurt under your arm. ROMEOI thought all for the best. MERCUTIOHelp me into some house, Benvolio,Or I shall faint. A plague o' both your houses!They have made worms' meat of me: I have it,And soundly too: your houses!Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIOROMEO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThis gentleman, the prince's near ally,My very friend, hath got his mortal hurtIn my behalf; my reputation stain'dWith Tybalt's slander,--Tybalt, that an hourHath been my kinsman! O sweet Juliet,Thy beauty hath made me effeminateAnd in my temper soften'd valour's steel!Re-enter BENVOLIOBENVOLIOO Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead!That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds,Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. ROMEOThis day's black fate on more days doth depend;This but begins the woe, others must end. BENVOLIOHere comes the furious Tybalt back again. ROMEOAlive, in triumph!
Iwas hurt under your arm. ROMEOI thought all for the best. MERCUTIOHelp me into some house, Benvolio,Or I shall faint. A plague o' both your houses!They have made worms' meat of me: I have it,And soundly too: your houses!Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIOROMEO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThis gentleman, the prince's near ally,My very friend, hath got his mortal hurtIn my behalf; my reputation stain'dWith Tybalt's slander,--Tybalt, that an hourHath been my kinsman! O sweet Juliet,Thy beauty hath made me effeminateAnd in my temper soften'd valour's steel!Re-enter BENVOLIOBENVOLIOO Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead!That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds,Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. ROMEOThis day's black fate on more days doth depend;This but begins the woe, others must end. BENVOLIOHere comes the furious Tybalt back again. ROMEOAlive, in triumph! And Mercutio slain!Away to heaven, respective lenity,And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now!Re-enter TYBALTNow, Tybalt, take the villain back again,That late thou gavest me; for Mercutio's soulIs but a little way above our heads,Staying for thine to keep him company:Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him. TYBALTThou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here,Shalt with him hence. ROMEOThis shall determine that. They fight; TYBALT fallsBENVOLIORomeo, away, be gone!The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMStand not amazed: the prince will doom thee death,If thou art taken: hence, be gone, away!ROMEOO, I am fortune's fool!BENVOLIOWhy dost thou stay?Exit ROMEOEnter Citizens, cFirst CitizenWhich way ran he that kill'd Mercutio?Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he?BENVOLIOThere lies that Tybalt. First CitizenUp, sir, go with me;I charge thee in the princes name, obey. Enter Prince, attended; MONTAGUE, CAPULET, their Wives, and othersPRINCEWhere are the vile beginners of this fray?BENVOLIOO noble prince, I can discover allThe unlucky manage of this fatal brawl:There lies the man, slain by young Romeo,That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio. LADY CAPULETTybalt, my cousin!
A plague o' both your houses!They have made worms' meat of me: I have it,And soundly too: your houses!Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIOROMEO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThis gentleman, the prince's near ally,My very friend, hath got his mortal hurtIn my behalf; my reputation stain'dWith Tybalt's slander,--Tybalt, that an hourHath been my kinsman! O sweet Juliet,Thy beauty hath made me effeminateAnd in my temper soften'd valour's steel!Re-enter BENVOLIOBENVOLIOO Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead!That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds,Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. ROMEOThis day's black fate on more days doth depend;This but begins the woe, others must end. BENVOLIOHere comes the furious Tybalt back again. ROMEOAlive, in triumph! And Mercutio slain!Away to heaven, respective lenity,And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now!Re-enter TYBALTNow, Tybalt, take the villain back again,That late thou gavest me; for Mercutio's soulIs but a little way above our heads,Staying for thine to keep him company:Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him. TYBALTThou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here,Shalt with him hence. ROMEOThis shall determine that. They fight; TYBALT fallsBENVOLIORomeo, away, be gone!The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMStand not amazed: the prince will doom thee death,If thou art taken: hence, be gone, away!ROMEOO, I am fortune's fool!BENVOLIOWhy dost thou stay?Exit ROMEOEnter Citizens, cFirst CitizenWhich way ran he that kill'd Mercutio?Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he?BENVOLIOThere lies that Tybalt. First CitizenUp, sir, go with me;I charge thee in the princes name, obey. Enter Prince, attended; MONTAGUE, CAPULET, their Wives, and othersPRINCEWhere are the vile beginners of this fray?BENVOLIOO noble prince, I can discover allThe unlucky manage of this fatal brawl:There lies the man, slain by young Romeo,That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio. LADY CAPULETTybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child!O prince!
O sweet Juliet,Thy beauty hath made me effeminateAnd in my temper soften'd valour's steel!Re-enter BENVOLIOBENVOLIOO Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead!That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds,Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. ROMEOThis day's black fate on more days doth depend;This but begins the woe, others must end. BENVOLIOHere comes the furious Tybalt back again. ROMEOAlive, in triumph! And Mercutio slain!Away to heaven, respective lenity,And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now!Re-enter TYBALTNow, Tybalt, take the villain back again,That late thou gavest me; for Mercutio's soulIs but a little way above our heads,Staying for thine to keep him company:Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him. TYBALTThou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here,Shalt with him hence. ROMEOThis shall determine that. They fight; TYBALT fallsBENVOLIORomeo, away, be gone!The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMStand not amazed: the prince will doom thee death,If thou art taken: hence, be gone, away!ROMEOO, I am fortune's fool!BENVOLIOWhy dost thou stay?Exit ROMEOEnter Citizens, cFirst CitizenWhich way ran he that kill'd Mercutio?Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he?BENVOLIOThere lies that Tybalt. First CitizenUp, sir, go with me;I charge thee in the princes name, obey. Enter Prince, attended; MONTAGUE, CAPULET, their Wives, and othersPRINCEWhere are the vile beginners of this fray?BENVOLIOO noble prince, I can discover allThe unlucky manage of this fatal brawl:There lies the man, slain by young Romeo,That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio. LADY CAPULETTybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child!O prince! O cousin! Husband! O, the blood is spiltO my dear kinsman!
O cousin! Husband! O, the blood is spiltO my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true,For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague. O cousin, cousin!PRINCEBenvolio, who began this bloody fray? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOTybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay;Romeo that spoke him fair, bade him bethinkHow nice the quarrel was, and urged withalYour high displeasure: all this utteredWith gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd,Could not take truce with the unruly spleenOf Tybalt deaf to peace, but that he tiltsWith piercing steel at bold Mercutio's breast,Who all as hot, turns deadly point to point,And, with a martial scorn, with one hand beatsCold death aside, and with the other sendsIt back to Tybalt, whose dexterity,Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud,'Hold, friends!
Husband! O, the blood is spiltO my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true,For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague. O cousin, cousin!PRINCEBenvolio, who began this bloody fray? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOTybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay;Romeo that spoke him fair, bade him bethinkHow nice the quarrel was, and urged withalYour high displeasure: all this utteredWith gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd,Could not take truce with the unruly spleenOf Tybalt deaf to peace, but that he tiltsWith piercing steel at bold Mercutio's breast,Who all as hot, turns deadly point to point,And, with a martial scorn, with one hand beatsCold death aside, and with the other sendsIt back to Tybalt, whose dexterity,Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud,'Hold, friends! Friends, part!'. And, swifter thanhis tongue,His agile arm beats down their fatal points,And 'twixt them rushes; underneath whose armAn envious thrust from Tybalt hit the lifeOf stout Mercutio, and then Tybalt fled;But by and by comes back to Romeo,Who had but newly entertain'd revenge,And to 't they go like lightning, for, ere ICould draw to part them, was stout Tybalt slain. And, as he fell, did Romeo turn and fly. This is the truth, or let Benvolio die. LADY CAPULETHe is a kinsman to the Montague;Affection makes him false; he speaks not true:Some twenty of them fought in this black strife,And all those twenty could but kill one life. I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give;Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live. PRINCERomeo slew him, he slew Mercutio;Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?MONTAGUENot Romeo, prince, he was Mercutio's friend;His fault concludes but what the law should end,The life of Tybalt. PRINCEAnd for that offenceImmediately we do exile him hence:I have an interest in your hate's proceeding, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMy blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding;But I'll amerce you with so strong a fineThat you shall all repent the loss of mine:I will be deaf to pleading and excuses;Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses:Therefore use none: let Romeo hence in haste,Else, when he's found, that hour is his last. Bear hence this body and attend our will:Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. ExeuntSCENE II.
O, the blood is spiltO my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true,For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague. O cousin, cousin!PRINCEBenvolio, who began this bloody fray? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOTybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay;Romeo that spoke him fair, bade him bethinkHow nice the quarrel was, and urged withalYour high displeasure: all this utteredWith gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd,Could not take truce with the unruly spleenOf Tybalt deaf to peace, but that he tiltsWith piercing steel at bold Mercutio's breast,Who all as hot, turns deadly point to point,And, with a martial scorn, with one hand beatsCold death aside, and with the other sendsIt back to Tybalt, whose dexterity,Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud,'Hold, friends! Friends, part!'. And, swifter thanhis tongue,His agile arm beats down their fatal points,And 'twixt them rushes; underneath whose armAn envious thrust from Tybalt hit the lifeOf stout Mercutio, and then Tybalt fled;But by and by comes back to Romeo,Who had but newly entertain'd revenge,And to 't they go like lightning, for, ere ICould draw to part them, was stout Tybalt slain. And, as he fell, did Romeo turn and fly. This is the truth, or let Benvolio die. LADY CAPULETHe is a kinsman to the Montague;Affection makes him false; he speaks not true:Some twenty of them fought in this black strife,And all those twenty could but kill one life. I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give;Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live. PRINCERomeo slew him, he slew Mercutio;Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?MONTAGUENot Romeo, prince, he was Mercutio's friend;His fault concludes but what the law should end,The life of Tybalt. PRINCEAnd for that offenceImmediately we do exile him hence:I have an interest in your hate's proceeding, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMy blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding;But I'll amerce you with so strong a fineThat you shall all repent the loss of mine:I will be deaf to pleading and excuses;Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses:Therefore use none: let Romeo hence in haste,Else, when he's found, that hour is his last. Bear hence this body and attend our will:Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. ExeuntSCENE II. Capulet's orchard. Enter JULIETJULIETGallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds,Towards Phoebus' lodging: such a wagonerAs Phaethon would whip you to the west,And bring in cloudy night immediately. Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night,That runaway's eyes may wink and RomeoLeap to these arms, untalk'd of and unseen. Lovers can see to do their amorous ritesBy their own beauties; or, if love be blind,It best agrees with night.
Prince, as thou art true,For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague. O cousin, cousin!PRINCEBenvolio, who began this bloody fray? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOTybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay;Romeo that spoke him fair, bade him bethinkHow nice the quarrel was, and urged withalYour high displeasure: all this utteredWith gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd,Could not take truce with the unruly spleenOf Tybalt deaf to peace, but that he tiltsWith piercing steel at bold Mercutio's breast,Who all as hot, turns deadly point to point,And, with a martial scorn, with one hand beatsCold death aside, and with the other sendsIt back to Tybalt, whose dexterity,Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud,'Hold, friends! Friends, part!'. And, swifter thanhis tongue,His agile arm beats down their fatal points,And 'twixt them rushes; underneath whose armAn envious thrust from Tybalt hit the lifeOf stout Mercutio, and then Tybalt fled;But by and by comes back to Romeo,Who had but newly entertain'd revenge,And to 't they go like lightning, for, ere ICould draw to part them, was stout Tybalt slain. And, as he fell, did Romeo turn and fly. This is the truth, or let Benvolio die. LADY CAPULETHe is a kinsman to the Montague;Affection makes him false; he speaks not true:Some twenty of them fought in this black strife,And all those twenty could but kill one life. I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give;Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live. PRINCERomeo slew him, he slew Mercutio;Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?MONTAGUENot Romeo, prince, he was Mercutio's friend;His fault concludes but what the law should end,The life of Tybalt. PRINCEAnd for that offenceImmediately we do exile him hence:I have an interest in your hate's proceeding, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMy blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding;But I'll amerce you with so strong a fineThat you shall all repent the loss of mine:I will be deaf to pleading and excuses;Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses:Therefore use none: let Romeo hence in haste,Else, when he's found, that hour is his last. Bear hence this body and attend our will:Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. ExeuntSCENE II. Capulet's orchard. Enter JULIETJULIETGallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds,Towards Phoebus' lodging: such a wagonerAs Phaethon would whip you to the west,And bring in cloudy night immediately. Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night,That runaway's eyes may wink and RomeoLeap to these arms, untalk'd of and unseen. Lovers can see to do their amorous ritesBy their own beauties; or, if love be blind,It best agrees with night. Come, civil night,Thou sober-suited matron, all in black,And learn me how to lose a winning match,Play'd for a pair of stainless maidenhoods:Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks,With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold,Think true love acted simple modesty. Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou day in night;For thou wilt lie upon the wings of nightWhiter than new snow on a raven's back. Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night,Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,Take him and cut him out in little stars,And he will make the face of heaven so fineThat all the world will be in love with nightAnd pay no worship to the garish sun. O, I have bought the mansion of a love,But not possess'd it, and, though I am sold,Not yet enjoy'd: so tedious is this dayAs is the night before some festivalTo an impatient child that hath new robesAnd may not wear them.
Friends, part!'. And, swifter thanhis tongue,His agile arm beats down their fatal points,And 'twixt them rushes; underneath whose armAn envious thrust from Tybalt hit the lifeOf stout Mercutio, and then Tybalt fled;But by and by comes back to Romeo,Who had but newly entertain'd revenge,And to 't they go like lightning, for, ere ICould draw to part them, was stout Tybalt slain. And, as he fell, did Romeo turn and fly. This is the truth, or let Benvolio die. LADY CAPULETHe is a kinsman to the Montague;Affection makes him false; he speaks not true:Some twenty of them fought in this black strife,And all those twenty could but kill one life. I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give;Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live. PRINCERomeo slew him, he slew Mercutio;Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?MONTAGUENot Romeo, prince, he was Mercutio's friend;His fault concludes but what the law should end,The life of Tybalt. PRINCEAnd for that offenceImmediately we do exile him hence:I have an interest in your hate's proceeding, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMMy blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding;But I'll amerce you with so strong a fineThat you shall all repent the loss of mine:I will be deaf to pleading and excuses;Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses:Therefore use none: let Romeo hence in haste,Else, when he's found, that hour is his last. Bear hence this body and attend our will:Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. ExeuntSCENE II. Capulet's orchard. Enter JULIETJULIETGallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds,Towards Phoebus' lodging: such a wagonerAs Phaethon would whip you to the west,And bring in cloudy night immediately. Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night,That runaway's eyes may wink and RomeoLeap to these arms, untalk'd of and unseen. Lovers can see to do their amorous ritesBy their own beauties; or, if love be blind,It best agrees with night. Come, civil night,Thou sober-suited matron, all in black,And learn me how to lose a winning match,Play'd for a pair of stainless maidenhoods:Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks,With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold,Think true love acted simple modesty. Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou day in night;For thou wilt lie upon the wings of nightWhiter than new snow on a raven's back. Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night,Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,Take him and cut him out in little stars,And he will make the face of heaven so fineThat all the world will be in love with nightAnd pay no worship to the garish sun. O, I have bought the mansion of a love,But not possess'd it, and, though I am sold,Not yet enjoy'd: so tedious is this dayAs is the night before some festivalTo an impatient child that hath new robesAnd may not wear them. O, here comes my nurse,And she brings news; and every tongue that speaksBut Romeo's name speaks heavenly eloquence. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMEnter Nurse, with cordsNow, nurse, what news?
Capulet's orchard. Enter JULIETJULIETGallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds,Towards Phoebus' lodging: such a wagonerAs Phaethon would whip you to the west,And bring in cloudy night immediately. Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night,That runaway's eyes may wink and RomeoLeap to these arms, untalk'd of and unseen. Lovers can see to do their amorous ritesBy their own beauties; or, if love be blind,It best agrees with night. Come, civil night,Thou sober-suited matron, all in black,And learn me how to lose a winning match,Play'd for a pair of stainless maidenhoods:Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks,With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold,Think true love acted simple modesty. Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou day in night;For thou wilt lie upon the wings of nightWhiter than new snow on a raven's back. Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night,Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,Take him and cut him out in little stars,And he will make the face of heaven so fineThat all the world will be in love with nightAnd pay no worship to the garish sun. O, I have bought the mansion of a love,But not possess'd it, and, though I am sold,Not yet enjoy'd: so tedious is this dayAs is the night before some festivalTo an impatient child that hath new robesAnd may not wear them. O, here comes my nurse,And she brings news; and every tongue that speaksBut Romeo's name speaks heavenly eloquence. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMEnter Nurse, with cordsNow, nurse, what news? What hast thou there? The cordsThat Romeo bid thee fetch?NurseAy, ay, the cords. Throws them downJULIETAy me! What news? Why dost thou wring thy hands?NurseAh, well-a-day! He's dead, he's dead, he's dead!We are undone, lady, we are undone!Alack the day!
What news? Why dost thou wring thy hands?NurseAh, well-a-day! He's dead, he's dead, he's dead!We are undone, lady, we are undone!Alack the day! He's gone, he's kill'd, he's dead!JULIETCan heaven be so envious?NurseRomeo can,Though heaven cannot: O Romeo, Romeo!Who ever would have thought it? Romeo!JULIETWhat devil art thou, that dost torment me thus?This torture should be roar'd in dismal hell. Hath Romeo slain himself? Say thou but 'I,'And that bare vowel 'I' shall poison moreThan the death-darting eye of cockatrice:I am not I, if there be such an I;Or those eyes shut, that make thee answer 'I.'If he be slain, say 'I'; or if not, no:Brief sounds determine of my weal or woe. NurseI saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes,-God save the mark!--here on his manly breast:A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse;Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood,All in gore-blood; I swounded at the sight. JULIETO, break, my heart! Poor bankrupt, break at once! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTo prison, eyes, ne'er look on liberty!Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here;And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier!NurseO Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I had!O courteous Tybalt! Honest gentleman!That ever I should live to see thee dead!JULIETWhat storm is this that blows so contrary?Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead?My dear-loved cousin, and my dearer lord?Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general doom!For who is living, if those two are gone?NurseTybalt is gone, and Romeo banished;Romeo that kill'd him, he is banished. JULIETO God!
Say thou but 'I,'And that bare vowel 'I' shall poison moreThan the death-darting eye of cockatrice:I am not I, if there be such an I;Or those eyes shut, that make thee answer 'I.'If he be slain, say 'I'; or if not, no:Brief sounds determine of my weal or woe. NurseI saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes,-God save the mark!--here on his manly breast:A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse;Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood,All in gore-blood; I swounded at the sight. JULIETO, break, my heart! Poor bankrupt, break at once! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTo prison, eyes, ne'er look on liberty!Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here;And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier!NurseO Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I had!O courteous Tybalt! Honest gentleman!That ever I should live to see thee dead!JULIETWhat storm is this that blows so contrary?Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead?My dear-loved cousin, and my dearer lord?Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general doom!For who is living, if those two are gone?NurseTybalt is gone, and Romeo banished;Romeo that kill'd him, he is banished. JULIETO God! Did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?NurseIt did, it did; alas the day, it did!JULIETO serpent heart, hid with a flowering face!Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?Beautiful tyrant! Fiend angelical!Dove-feather'd raven! Wolvish-ravening lamb!Despised substance of divinest show!Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st,A damned saint, an honourable villain!O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell,When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiendIn moral paradise of such sweet flesh?Was ever book containing such vile matterSo fairly bound?
Did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?NurseIt did, it did; alas the day, it did!JULIETO serpent heart, hid with a flowering face!Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?Beautiful tyrant! Fiend angelical!Dove-feather'd raven! Wolvish-ravening lamb!Despised substance of divinest show!Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st,A damned saint, an honourable villain!O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell,When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiendIn moral paradise of such sweet flesh?Was ever book containing such vile matterSo fairly bound? O that deceit should dwellIn such a gorgeous palace!NurseThere's no trust,No faith, no honesty in men; all perjured,All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers. Ah, where's my man? Give me some aqua vitae: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThese griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old. Shame come to Romeo!JULIETBlister'd be thy tongueFor such a wish!
Wolvish-ravening lamb!Despised substance of divinest show!Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st,A damned saint, an honourable villain!O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell,When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiendIn moral paradise of such sweet flesh?Was ever book containing such vile matterSo fairly bound? O that deceit should dwellIn such a gorgeous palace!NurseThere's no trust,No faith, no honesty in men; all perjured,All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers. Ah, where's my man? Give me some aqua vitae: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThese griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old. Shame come to Romeo!JULIETBlister'd be thy tongueFor such a wish! He was not born to shame:Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit;For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'dSole monarch of the universal earth. O, what a beast was I to chide at him!NurseWill you speak well of him that kill'd your cousin?JULIETShall I speak ill of him that is my husband?Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name,When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it?But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin?That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband:Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring;Your tributary drops belong to woe,Which you, mistaking, offer up to joy. My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain;And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband:All this is comfort; wherefore weep I then?Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's death,That murder'd me: I would forget it fain;But, O, it presses to my memory,Like damned guilty deeds to sinners' minds:'Tybalt is dead, and Romeo--banished;'That 'banished,' that one word 'banished,'Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts.
O that deceit should dwellIn such a gorgeous palace!NurseThere's no trust,No faith, no honesty in men; all perjured,All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers. Ah, where's my man? Give me some aqua vitae: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThese griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old. Shame come to Romeo!JULIETBlister'd be thy tongueFor such a wish! He was not born to shame:Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit;For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'dSole monarch of the universal earth. O, what a beast was I to chide at him!NurseWill you speak well of him that kill'd your cousin?JULIETShall I speak ill of him that is my husband?Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name,When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it?But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin?That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband:Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring;Your tributary drops belong to woe,Which you, mistaking, offer up to joy. My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain;And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband:All this is comfort; wherefore weep I then?Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's death,That murder'd me: I would forget it fain;But, O, it presses to my memory,Like damned guilty deeds to sinners' minds:'Tybalt is dead, and Romeo--banished;'That 'banished,' that one word 'banished,'Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's deathWas woe enough, if it had ended there:Or, if sour woe delights in fellowshipAnd needly will be rank'd with other griefs,Why follow'd not, when she said 'Tybalt's dead,'Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both,Which modern lamentations might have moved?But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death,'Romeo is banished,' to speak that word,Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet,All slain, all dead.
Give me some aqua vitae: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThese griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old. Shame come to Romeo!JULIETBlister'd be thy tongueFor such a wish! He was not born to shame:Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit;For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'dSole monarch of the universal earth. O, what a beast was I to chide at him!NurseWill you speak well of him that kill'd your cousin?JULIETShall I speak ill of him that is my husband?Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name,When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it?But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin?That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband:Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring;Your tributary drops belong to woe,Which you, mistaking, offer up to joy. My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain;And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband:All this is comfort; wherefore weep I then?Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's death,That murder'd me: I would forget it fain;But, O, it presses to my memory,Like damned guilty deeds to sinners' minds:'Tybalt is dead, and Romeo--banished;'That 'banished,' that one word 'banished,'Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's deathWas woe enough, if it had ended there:Or, if sour woe delights in fellowshipAnd needly will be rank'd with other griefs,Why follow'd not, when she said 'Tybalt's dead,'Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both,Which modern lamentations might have moved?But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death,'Romeo is banished,' to speak that word,Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet,All slain, all dead. '. Romeo is banished!'There is no end, no limit, measure, bound,In that word's death; no words can that woe sound. Where is my father, and my mother, nurse?NurseWeeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMWill you go to them?
He was not born to shame:Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit;For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'dSole monarch of the universal earth. O, what a beast was I to chide at him!NurseWill you speak well of him that kill'd your cousin?JULIETShall I speak ill of him that is my husband?Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name,When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it?But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin?That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband:Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring;Your tributary drops belong to woe,Which you, mistaking, offer up to joy. My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain;And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband:All this is comfort; wherefore weep I then?Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's death,That murder'd me: I would forget it fain;But, O, it presses to my memory,Like damned guilty deeds to sinners' minds:'Tybalt is dead, and Romeo--banished;'That 'banished,' that one word 'banished,'Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's deathWas woe enough, if it had ended there:Or, if sour woe delights in fellowshipAnd needly will be rank'd with other griefs,Why follow'd not, when she said 'Tybalt's dead,'Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both,Which modern lamentations might have moved?But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death,'Romeo is banished,' to speak that word,Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet,All slain, all dead. '. Romeo is banished!'There is no end, no limit, measure, bound,In that word's death; no words can that woe sound. Where is my father, and my mother, nurse?NurseWeeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMWill you go to them? I will bring you thither. JULIETWash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent,When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment. Take up those cords: poor ropes, you are beguiled,Both you and I; for Romeo is exiled:He made you for a highway to my bed;But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed. Come, cords, come, nurse; I'll to my wedding-bed;And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead!NurseHie to your chamber: I'll find RomeoTo comfort you: I wot well where he is. Hark ye, your Romeo will be here at night:I'll to him; he is hid at Laurence' cell. JULIETO, find him!
Tybalt's deathWas woe enough, if it had ended there:Or, if sour woe delights in fellowshipAnd needly will be rank'd with other griefs,Why follow'd not, when she said 'Tybalt's dead,'Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both,Which modern lamentations might have moved?But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death,'Romeo is banished,' to speak that word,Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet,All slain, all dead. '. Romeo is banished!'There is no end, no limit, measure, bound,In that word's death; no words can that woe sound. Where is my father, and my mother, nurse?NurseWeeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMWill you go to them? I will bring you thither. JULIETWash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent,When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment. Take up those cords: poor ropes, you are beguiled,Both you and I; for Romeo is exiled:He made you for a highway to my bed;But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed. Come, cords, come, nurse; I'll to my wedding-bed;And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead!NurseHie to your chamber: I'll find RomeoTo comfort you: I wot well where he is. Hark ye, your Romeo will be here at night:I'll to him; he is hid at Laurence' cell. JULIETO, find him! Give this ring to my true knight,And bid him come to take his last farewell. ExeuntSCENE III. Friar Laurence's cell. Enter FRIAR LAURENCEFRIAR LAURENCERomeo, come forth; come forth, thou fearful man:Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts,And thou art wedded to calamity. Enter ROMEOROMEOFather, what news?
Be merciful, say 'death;'For exile hath more terror in his look,Much more than death: do not say 'banishment. 'FRIAR LAURENCEHence from Verona art thou banished:Be patient, for the world is broad and wide. ROMEOThere is no world without Verona walls,But purgatory, torture, hell itself. Hence-banished is banish'd from the world,And world's exile is death: then banished,Is death mis-term'd: calling death banishment,Thou cutt'st my head off with a golden axe,And smilest upon the stroke that murders me. FRIAR LAURENCEO deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness!Thy fault our law calls death; but the kind prince,Taking thy part, hath rush'd aside the law,And turn'd that black word death to banishment:This is dear mercy, and thou seest it not. ROMEO'Tis torture, and not mercy: heaven is here,Where Juliet lives; and every cat and dogAnd little mouse, every unworthy thing,Live here in heaven and may look on her;But Romeo may not: more validity,More honourable state, more courtship livesIn carrion-flies than Romeo: they my seizeOn the white wonder of dear Juliet's handAnd steal immortal blessing from her lips,Who even in pure and vestal modesty,Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin;But Romeo may not; he is banished:Flies may do this, but I from this must fly:They are free men, but I am banished. And say'st thou yet that exile is not death? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMHadst thou no poison mix'd, no sharp-ground knife,No sudden mean of death, though ne'er so mean,But 'banished' to kill me?--'banished'?O friar, the damned use that word in hell;Howlings attend it: how hast thou the heart,Being a divine, a ghostly confessor,A sin-absolver, and my friend profess'd,To mangle me with that word 'banished'?FRIAR LAURENCEThou fond mad man, hear me but speak a word. ROMEOO, thou wilt speak again of banishment. FRIAR LAURENCEI'll give thee armour to keep off that word:Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy,To comfort thee, though thou art banished. ROMEOYet 'banished'? Hang up philosophy!Unless philosophy can make a Juliet,Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom,It helps not, it prevails not: talk no more. FRIAR LAURENCEO, then I see that madmen have no ears. ROMEOHow should they, when that wise men have no eyes?FRIAR LAURENCELet me dispute with thee of thy estate. ROMEOThou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel:Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love,An hour but married, Tybalt murdered,Doting like me and like me banished,Then mightst thou speak, then mightst thou tear thy hair,And fall upon the ground, as I do now,Taking the measure of an unmade grave. Knocking within Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMFRIAR LAURENCEArise; one knocks; good Romeo, hide thyself. ROMEONot I; unless the breath of heartsick groans,Mist-like, infold me from the search of eyes. KnockingFRIAR LAURENCEHark, how they knock! Who's there?
O rude unthankfulness!Thy fault our law calls death; but the kind prince,Taking thy part, hath rush'd aside the law,And turn'd that black word death to banishment:This is dear mercy, and thou seest it not. ROMEO'Tis torture, and not mercy: heaven is here,Where Juliet lives; and every cat and dogAnd little mouse, every unworthy thing,Live here in heaven and may look on her;But Romeo may not: more validity,More honourable state, more courtship livesIn carrion-flies than Romeo: they my seizeOn the white wonder of dear Juliet's handAnd steal immortal blessing from her lips,Who even in pure and vestal modesty,Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin;But Romeo may not; he is banished:Flies may do this, but I from this must fly:They are free men, but I am banished. And say'st thou yet that exile is not death? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMHadst thou no poison mix'd, no sharp-ground knife,No sudden mean of death, though ne'er so mean,But 'banished' to kill me?--'banished'?O friar, the damned use that word in hell;Howlings attend it: how hast thou the heart,Being a divine, a ghostly confessor,A sin-absolver, and my friend profess'd,To mangle me with that word 'banished'?FRIAR LAURENCEThou fond mad man, hear me but speak a word. ROMEOO, thou wilt speak again of banishment. FRIAR LAURENCEI'll give thee armour to keep off that word:Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy,To comfort thee, though thou art banished. ROMEOYet 'banished'? Hang up philosophy!Unless philosophy can make a Juliet,Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom,It helps not, it prevails not: talk no more. FRIAR LAURENCEO, then I see that madmen have no ears. ROMEOHow should they, when that wise men have no eyes?FRIAR LAURENCELet me dispute with thee of thy estate. ROMEOThou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel:Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love,An hour but married, Tybalt murdered,Doting like me and like me banished,Then mightst thou speak, then mightst thou tear thy hair,And fall upon the ground, as I do now,Taking the measure of an unmade grave. Knocking within Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMFRIAR LAURENCEArise; one knocks; good Romeo, hide thyself. ROMEONot I; unless the breath of heartsick groans,Mist-like, infold me from the search of eyes. KnockingFRIAR LAURENCEHark, how they knock! Who's there? Romeo, arise;Thou wilt be taken.
Hang up philosophy!Unless philosophy can make a Juliet,Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom,It helps not, it prevails not: talk no more. FRIAR LAURENCEO, then I see that madmen have no ears. ROMEOHow should they, when that wise men have no eyes?FRIAR LAURENCELet me dispute with thee of thy estate. ROMEOThou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel:Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love,An hour but married, Tybalt murdered,Doting like me and like me banished,Then mightst thou speak, then mightst thou tear thy hair,And fall upon the ground, as I do now,Taking the measure of an unmade grave. Knocking within Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMFRIAR LAURENCEArise; one knocks; good Romeo, hide thyself. ROMEONot I; unless the breath of heartsick groans,Mist-like, infold me from the search of eyes. KnockingFRIAR LAURENCEHark, how they knock! Who's there? Romeo, arise;Thou wilt be taken. Stay awhile! Stand up;KnockingRun to my study. By and by! God's will,What simpleness is this! I come, I come!KnockingWho knocks so hard? Whence come you? What's your will?Nurse Within Let me come in, and you shall knowmy errand;I come from Lady Juliet. FRIAR LAURENCEWelcome, then. Enter NurseNurseO holy friar, O, tell me, holy friar,Where is my lady's lord, where's Romeo?FRIAR LAURENCEThere on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. NurseO, he is even in my mistress' case,Just in her case! O woful sympathy!Piteous predicament!
Whence come you? What's your will?Nurse Within Let me come in, and you shall knowmy errand;I come from Lady Juliet. FRIAR LAURENCEWelcome, then. Enter NurseNurseO holy friar, O, tell me, holy friar,Where is my lady's lord, where's Romeo?FRIAR LAURENCEThere on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. NurseO, he is even in my mistress' case,Just in her case! O woful sympathy!Piteous predicament! Even so lies she,Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering. Stand up, stand up; stand, and you be a man:For Juliet's sake, for her sake, rise and stand; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMWhy should you fall into so deep an O?ROMEONurse!NurseAh sir! Ah sir! Well, death's the end of all. ROMEOSpakest thou of Juliet? How is it with her?Doth she not think me an old murderer,Now I have stain'd the childhood of our joyWith blood removed but little from her own?Where is she? And how doth she? And what saysMy conceal'd lady to our cancell'd love?NurseO, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps;And now falls on her bed; and then starts up,And Tybalt calls; and then on Romeo cries,And then down falls again. ROMEOAs if that name,Shot from the deadly level of a gun,Did murder her; as that name's cursed handMurder'd her kinsman. O, tell me, friar, tell me,In what vile part of this anatomyDoth my name lodge? Tell me, that I may sackThe hateful mansion. Drawing his swordFRIAR LAURENCEHold thy desperate hand:Art thou a man? Thy form cries out thou art:Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denoteThe unreasonable fury of a beast:Unseemly woman in a seeming man!Or ill-beseeming beast in seeming both!Thou hast amazed me: by my holy order,I thought thy disposition better temper'd. Hast thou slain Tybalt?
O, tell me, friar, tell me,In what vile part of this anatomyDoth my name lodge? Tell me, that I may sackThe hateful mansion. Drawing his swordFRIAR LAURENCEHold thy desperate hand:Art thou a man? Thy form cries out thou art:Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denoteThe unreasonable fury of a beast:Unseemly woman in a seeming man!Or ill-beseeming beast in seeming both!Thou hast amazed me: by my holy order,I thought thy disposition better temper'd. Hast thou slain Tybalt? Wilt thou slay thyself?And stay thy lady too that lives in thee,By doing damned hate upon thyself?Why rail'st thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth?Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIn thee at once; which thou at once wouldst lose. Fie, fie, thou shamest thy shape, thy love, thy wit;Which, like a usurer, abound'st in all,And usest none in that true use indeedWhich should bedeck thy shape, thy love, thy wit:Thy noble shape is but a form of wax,Digressing from the valour of a man;Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury,Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish;Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love,Misshapen in the conduct of them both,Like powder in a skitless soldier's flask,Is set afire by thine own ignorance,And thou dismember'd with thine own defence. What, rouse thee, man!
Tell me, that I may sackThe hateful mansion. Drawing his swordFRIAR LAURENCEHold thy desperate hand:Art thou a man? Thy form cries out thou art:Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denoteThe unreasonable fury of a beast:Unseemly woman in a seeming man!Or ill-beseeming beast in seeming both!Thou hast amazed me: by my holy order,I thought thy disposition better temper'd. Hast thou slain Tybalt? Wilt thou slay thyself?And stay thy lady too that lives in thee,By doing damned hate upon thyself?Why rail'st thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth?Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIn thee at once; which thou at once wouldst lose. Fie, fie, thou shamest thy shape, thy love, thy wit;Which, like a usurer, abound'st in all,And usest none in that true use indeedWhich should bedeck thy shape, thy love, thy wit:Thy noble shape is but a form of wax,Digressing from the valour of a man;Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury,Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish;Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love,Misshapen in the conduct of them both,Like powder in a skitless soldier's flask,Is set afire by thine own ignorance,And thou dismember'd with thine own defence. What, rouse thee, man! Thy Juliet is alive,For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead;There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee,But thou slew'st Tybalt; there are thou happy too:The law that threaten'd death becomes thy friendAnd turns it to exile; there art thou happy:A pack of blessings lights up upon thy back;Happiness courts thee in her best array;But, like a misbehaved and sullen wench,Thou pout'st upon thy fortune and thy love:Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. Go, get thee to thy love, as was decreed,Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her:But look thou stay not till the watch be set,For then thou canst not pass to Mantua;Where thou shalt live, till we can find a timeTo blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends,Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee backWith twenty hundred thousand times more joyThan thou went'st forth in lamentation. Go before, nurse: commend me to thy lady;And bid her hasten all the house to bed,Which heavy sorrow makes them apt unto:Romeo is coming. NurseO Lord, I could have stay'd here all the nightTo hear good counsel: O, what learning is!My lord, I'll tell my lady you will come. ROMEODo so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. NurseHere, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMHie you, make haste, for it grows very late. ExitROMEOHow well my comfort is revived by this!FRIAR LAURENCEGo hence; good night; and here stands all your state:Either be gone before the watch be set,Or by the break of day disguised from hence:Sojourn in Mantua; I'll find out your man,And he shall signify from time to timeEvery good hap to you that chances here:Give me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night. ROMEOBut that a joy past joy calls out on me,It were a grief, so brief to part with thee: Farewell. ExeuntSCENE IV.
Thy form cries out thou art:Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denoteThe unreasonable fury of a beast:Unseemly woman in a seeming man!Or ill-beseeming beast in seeming both!Thou hast amazed me: by my holy order,I thought thy disposition better temper'd. Hast thou slain Tybalt? Wilt thou slay thyself?And stay thy lady too that lives in thee,By doing damned hate upon thyself?Why rail'st thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth?Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIn thee at once; which thou at once wouldst lose. Fie, fie, thou shamest thy shape, thy love, thy wit;Which, like a usurer, abound'st in all,And usest none in that true use indeedWhich should bedeck thy shape, thy love, thy wit:Thy noble shape is but a form of wax,Digressing from the valour of a man;Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury,Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish;Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love,Misshapen in the conduct of them both,Like powder in a skitless soldier's flask,Is set afire by thine own ignorance,And thou dismember'd with thine own defence. What, rouse thee, man! Thy Juliet is alive,For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead;There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee,But thou slew'st Tybalt; there are thou happy too:The law that threaten'd death becomes thy friendAnd turns it to exile; there art thou happy:A pack of blessings lights up upon thy back;Happiness courts thee in her best array;But, like a misbehaved and sullen wench,Thou pout'st upon thy fortune and thy love:Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. Go, get thee to thy love, as was decreed,Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her:But look thou stay not till the watch be set,For then thou canst not pass to Mantua;Where thou shalt live, till we can find a timeTo blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends,Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee backWith twenty hundred thousand times more joyThan thou went'st forth in lamentation. Go before, nurse: commend me to thy lady;And bid her hasten all the house to bed,Which heavy sorrow makes them apt unto:Romeo is coming. NurseO Lord, I could have stay'd here all the nightTo hear good counsel: O, what learning is!My lord, I'll tell my lady you will come. ROMEODo so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. NurseHere, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMHie you, make haste, for it grows very late. ExitROMEOHow well my comfort is revived by this!FRIAR LAURENCEGo hence; good night; and here stands all your state:Either be gone before the watch be set,Or by the break of day disguised from hence:Sojourn in Mantua; I'll find out your man,And he shall signify from time to timeEvery good hap to you that chances here:Give me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night. ROMEOBut that a joy past joy calls out on me,It were a grief, so brief to part with thee: Farewell. ExeuntSCENE IV. A room in Capulet's house. Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and PARISCAPULETThings have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily,That we have had no time to move our daughter:Look you, she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly,And so did I:--Well, we were born to die. 'Tis very late, she'll not come down to-night:I promise you, but for your company,I would have been a-bed an hour ago. PARISThese times of woe afford no time to woo. Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter. LADY CAPULETI will, and know her mind early to-morrow;To-night she is mew'd up to her heaviness. CAPULETSir Paris, I will make a desperate tenderOf my child's love: I think she will be ruled Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIn all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not. Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed;Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love;And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next-But, soft!
Wilt thou slay thyself?And stay thy lady too that lives in thee,By doing damned hate upon thyself?Why rail'st thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth?Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIn thee at once; which thou at once wouldst lose. Fie, fie, thou shamest thy shape, thy love, thy wit;Which, like a usurer, abound'st in all,And usest none in that true use indeedWhich should bedeck thy shape, thy love, thy wit:Thy noble shape is but a form of wax,Digressing from the valour of a man;Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury,Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish;Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love,Misshapen in the conduct of them both,Like powder in a skitless soldier's flask,Is set afire by thine own ignorance,And thou dismember'd with thine own defence. What, rouse thee, man! Thy Juliet is alive,For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead;There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee,But thou slew'st Tybalt; there are thou happy too:The law that threaten'd death becomes thy friendAnd turns it to exile; there art thou happy:A pack of blessings lights up upon thy back;Happiness courts thee in her best array;But, like a misbehaved and sullen wench,Thou pout'st upon thy fortune and thy love:Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. Go, get thee to thy love, as was decreed,Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her:But look thou stay not till the watch be set,For then thou canst not pass to Mantua;Where thou shalt live, till we can find a timeTo blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends,Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee backWith twenty hundred thousand times more joyThan thou went'st forth in lamentation. Go before, nurse: commend me to thy lady;And bid her hasten all the house to bed,Which heavy sorrow makes them apt unto:Romeo is coming. NurseO Lord, I could have stay'd here all the nightTo hear good counsel: O, what learning is!My lord, I'll tell my lady you will come. ROMEODo so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. NurseHere, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMHie you, make haste, for it grows very late. ExitROMEOHow well my comfort is revived by this!FRIAR LAURENCEGo hence; good night; and here stands all your state:Either be gone before the watch be set,Or by the break of day disguised from hence:Sojourn in Mantua; I'll find out your man,And he shall signify from time to timeEvery good hap to you that chances here:Give me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night. ROMEOBut that a joy past joy calls out on me,It were a grief, so brief to part with thee: Farewell. ExeuntSCENE IV. A room in Capulet's house. Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and PARISCAPULETThings have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily,That we have had no time to move our daughter:Look you, she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly,And so did I:--Well, we were born to die. 'Tis very late, she'll not come down to-night:I promise you, but for your company,I would have been a-bed an hour ago. PARISThese times of woe afford no time to woo. Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter. LADY CAPULETI will, and know her mind early to-morrow;To-night she is mew'd up to her heaviness. CAPULETSir Paris, I will make a desperate tenderOf my child's love: I think she will be ruled Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIn all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not. Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed;Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love;And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next-But, soft! What day is this?PARISMonday, my lord,CAPULETMonday!
Thy Juliet is alive,For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead;There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee,But thou slew'st Tybalt; there are thou happy too:The law that threaten'd death becomes thy friendAnd turns it to exile; there art thou happy:A pack of blessings lights up upon thy back;Happiness courts thee in her best array;But, like a misbehaved and sullen wench,Thou pout'st upon thy fortune and thy love:Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. Go, get thee to thy love, as was decreed,Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her:But look thou stay not till the watch be set,For then thou canst not pass to Mantua;Where thou shalt live, till we can find a timeTo blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends,Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee backWith twenty hundred thousand times more joyThan thou went'st forth in lamentation. Go before, nurse: commend me to thy lady;And bid her hasten all the house to bed,Which heavy sorrow makes them apt unto:Romeo is coming. NurseO Lord, I could have stay'd here all the nightTo hear good counsel: O, what learning is!My lord, I'll tell my lady you will come. ROMEODo so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. NurseHere, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMHie you, make haste, for it grows very late. ExitROMEOHow well my comfort is revived by this!FRIAR LAURENCEGo hence; good night; and here stands all your state:Either be gone before the watch be set,Or by the break of day disguised from hence:Sojourn in Mantua; I'll find out your man,And he shall signify from time to timeEvery good hap to you that chances here:Give me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night. ROMEOBut that a joy past joy calls out on me,It were a grief, so brief to part with thee: Farewell. ExeuntSCENE IV. A room in Capulet's house. Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and PARISCAPULETThings have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily,That we have had no time to move our daughter:Look you, she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly,And so did I:--Well, we were born to die. 'Tis very late, she'll not come down to-night:I promise you, but for your company,I would have been a-bed an hour ago. PARISThese times of woe afford no time to woo. Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter. LADY CAPULETI will, and know her mind early to-morrow;To-night she is mew'd up to her heaviness. CAPULETSir Paris, I will make a desperate tenderOf my child's love: I think she will be ruled Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMIn all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not. Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed;Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love;And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next-But, soft! What day is this?PARISMonday, my lord,CAPULETMonday! Ha, ha!
Juliet wills it so. How is't, my soul? Let's talk; it is not day. JULIETIt is, it is: hie hence, be gone, away!It is the lark that sings so out of tune,Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps. Some say the lark makes sweet division;This doth not so, for she divideth us:Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyes,O, now I would they had changed voices too!Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray,Hunting thee hence with hunt's-up to the day,O, now be gone; more light and light it grows. ROMEOMore light and light; more dark and dark our woes!Enter Nurse, to the chamberNurseMadam!JULIETNurse? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNurseYour lady mother is coming to your chamber:The day is broke; be wary, look about. ExitJULIETThen, window, let day in, and let life out. ROMEOFarewell, farewell! One kiss, and I'll descend. He goeth downJULIETArt thou gone so? Love, lord, ay, husband, friend!I must hear from thee every day in the hour,For in a minute there are many days:O, by this count I shall be much in yearsEre I again behold my Romeo!ROMEOFarewell!I will omit no opportunityThat may convey my greetings, love, to thee. JULIETO think'st thou we shall ever meet again?ROMEOI doubt it not; and all these woes shall serveFor sweet discourses in our time to come. JULIETO God, I have an ill-divining soul!Methinks I see thee, now thou art below,As one dead in the bottom of a tomb:Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale. ROMEOAnd trust me, love, in my eye so do you:Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu!Exit Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETO fortune, fortune!
One kiss, and I'll descend. He goeth downJULIETArt thou gone so? Love, lord, ay, husband, friend!I must hear from thee every day in the hour,For in a minute there are many days:O, by this count I shall be much in yearsEre I again behold my Romeo!ROMEOFarewell!I will omit no opportunityThat may convey my greetings, love, to thee. JULIETO think'st thou we shall ever meet again?ROMEOI doubt it not; and all these woes shall serveFor sweet discourses in our time to come. JULIETO God, I have an ill-divining soul!Methinks I see thee, now thou art below,As one dead in the bottom of a tomb:Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale. ROMEOAnd trust me, love, in my eye so do you:Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu!Exit Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETO fortune, fortune! All men call thee fickle:If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him. That is renown'd for faith? Be fickle, fortune;For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep him long,But send him back. LADY CAPULET Within Ho, daughter! Are you up?JULIETWho is't that calls?
All men call thee fickle:If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him. That is renown'd for faith? Be fickle, fortune;For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep him long,But send him back. LADY CAPULET Within Ho, daughter! Are you up?JULIETWho is't that calls? Is it my lady mother?Is she not down so late, or up so early?What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither?Enter LADY CAPULETLADY CAPULETWhy, how now, Juliet!JULIETMadam, I am not well. LADY CAPULETEvermore weeping for your cousin's death?What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live;Therefore, have done: some grief shows much of love;But much of grief shows still some want of wit. JULIETYet let me weep for such a feeling loss. LADY CAPULETSo shall you feel the loss, but not the friendWhich you weep for. JULIETFeeling so the loss,Cannot choose but ever weep the friend. LADY CAPULETWell, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death,As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETWhat villain madam?LADY CAPULETThat same villain, Romeo. JULIET Aside Villain and he be many miles asunder.-God Pardon him! I do, with all my heart;And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. LADY CAPULETThat is, because the traitor murderer lives. JULIETAy, madam, from the reach of these my hands:Would none but I might venge my cousin's death!LADY CAPULETWe will have vengeance for it, fear thou not:Then weep no more.
Are you up?JULIETWho is't that calls? Is it my lady mother?Is she not down so late, or up so early?What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither?Enter LADY CAPULETLADY CAPULETWhy, how now, Juliet!JULIETMadam, I am not well. LADY CAPULETEvermore weeping for your cousin's death?What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live;Therefore, have done: some grief shows much of love;But much of grief shows still some want of wit. JULIETYet let me weep for such a feeling loss. LADY CAPULETSo shall you feel the loss, but not the friendWhich you weep for. JULIETFeeling so the loss,Cannot choose but ever weep the friend. LADY CAPULETWell, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death,As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETWhat villain madam?LADY CAPULETThat same villain, Romeo. JULIET Aside Villain and he be many miles asunder.-God Pardon him! I do, with all my heart;And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. LADY CAPULETThat is, because the traitor murderer lives. JULIETAy, madam, from the reach of these my hands:Would none but I might venge my cousin's death!LADY CAPULETWe 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,That he shall soon keep Tybalt company:And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied. JULIETIndeed, I never shall be satisfiedWith Romeo, till I behold him--dead-Is my poor heart for a kinsman vex'd. Madam, if you could find out but a manTo bear a poison, I would temper it;That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof,Soon sleep in quiet.
Is it my lady mother?Is she not down so late, or up so early?What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither?Enter LADY CAPULETLADY CAPULETWhy, how now, Juliet!JULIETMadam, I am not well. LADY CAPULETEvermore weeping for your cousin's death?What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live;Therefore, have done: some grief shows much of love;But much of grief shows still some want of wit. JULIETYet let me weep for such a feeling loss. LADY CAPULETSo shall you feel the loss, but not the friendWhich you weep for. JULIETFeeling so the loss,Cannot choose but ever weep the friend. LADY CAPULETWell, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death,As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETWhat villain madam?LADY CAPULETThat same villain, Romeo. JULIET Aside Villain and he be many miles asunder.-God Pardon him! I do, with all my heart;And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. LADY CAPULETThat is, because the traitor murderer lives. JULIETAy, madam, from the reach of these my hands:Would none but I might venge my cousin's death!LADY CAPULETWe 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,That he shall soon keep Tybalt company:And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied. JULIETIndeed, I never shall be satisfiedWith Romeo, till I behold him--dead-Is my poor heart for a kinsman vex'd. Madam, if you could find out but a manTo bear a poison, I would temper it;That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof,Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhorsTo hear him named, and cannot come to him. To wreak the love I bore my cousinUpon his body that slaughter'd him!LADY CAPULETFind thou the means, and I'll find such a man. But now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl. JULIETAnd joy comes well in such a needy time:What are they, I beseech your ladyship? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMLADY CAPULETWell, 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. JULIETMadam, in happy time, what day is that?LADY CAPULETMarry, my child, early next Thursday morn,The gallant, young and noble gentleman,The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. JULIETNow, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too,He shall not make me there a joyful bride. I wonder at this haste; that I must wedEre he, that should be husband, comes to woo. I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam,I will not marry yet; and, when I do, I swear,It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,Rather than Paris.
I do, with all my heart;And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. LADY CAPULETThat is, because the traitor murderer lives. JULIETAy, madam, from the reach of these my hands:Would none but I might venge my cousin's death!LADY CAPULETWe 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,That he shall soon keep Tybalt company:And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied. JULIETIndeed, I never shall be satisfiedWith Romeo, till I behold him--dead-Is my poor heart for a kinsman vex'd. Madam, if you could find out but a manTo bear a poison, I would temper it;That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof,Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhorsTo hear him named, and cannot come to him. To wreak the love I bore my cousinUpon his body that slaughter'd him!LADY CAPULETFind thou the means, and I'll find such a man. But now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl. JULIETAnd joy comes well in such a needy time:What are they, I beseech your ladyship? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMLADY CAPULETWell, 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. JULIETMadam, in happy time, what day is that?LADY CAPULETMarry, my child, early next Thursday morn,The gallant, young and noble gentleman,The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. JULIETNow, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too,He shall not make me there a joyful bride. I wonder at this haste; that I must wedEre he, that should be husband, comes to woo. I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam,I will not marry yet; and, when I do, I swear,It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,Rather than Paris. These are news indeed!LADY CAPULETHere comes your father; tell him so yourself,And see how he will take it at your hands. Enter CAPULET and NurseCAPULETWhen the sun sets, the air doth drizzle dew;But for the sunset of my brother's sonIt rains downright. How now!
I'll send to one in Mantua,Where that same banish'd runagate doth live,Shall give him such an unaccustom'd dram,That he shall soon keep Tybalt company:And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied. JULIETIndeed, I never shall be satisfiedWith Romeo, till I behold him--dead-Is my poor heart for a kinsman vex'd. Madam, if you could find out but a manTo bear a poison, I would temper it;That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof,Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhorsTo hear him named, and cannot come to him. To wreak the love I bore my cousinUpon his body that slaughter'd him!LADY CAPULETFind thou the means, and I'll find such a man. But now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl. JULIETAnd joy comes well in such a needy time:What are they, I beseech your ladyship? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMLADY CAPULETWell, 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. JULIETMadam, in happy time, what day is that?LADY CAPULETMarry, my child, early next Thursday morn,The gallant, young and noble gentleman,The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. JULIETNow, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too,He shall not make me there a joyful bride. I wonder at this haste; that I must wedEre he, that should be husband, comes to woo. I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam,I will not marry yet; and, when I do, I swear,It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,Rather than Paris. These are news indeed!LADY CAPULETHere comes your father; tell him so yourself,And see how he will take it at your hands. Enter CAPULET and NurseCAPULETWhen the sun sets, the air doth drizzle dew;But for the sunset of my brother's sonIt rains downright. How now! A conduit, girl?
O, how my heart abhorsTo hear him named, and cannot come to him. To wreak the love I bore my cousinUpon his body that slaughter'd him!LADY CAPULETFind thou the means, and I'll find such a man. But now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl. JULIETAnd joy comes well in such a needy time:What are they, I beseech your ladyship? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMLADY CAPULETWell, 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. JULIETMadam, in happy time, what day is that?LADY CAPULETMarry, my child, early next Thursday morn,The gallant, young and noble gentleman,The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. JULIETNow, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too,He shall not make me there a joyful bride. I wonder at this haste; that I must wedEre he, that should be husband, comes to woo. I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam,I will not marry yet; and, when I do, I swear,It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,Rather than Paris. These are news indeed!LADY CAPULETHere comes your father; tell him so yourself,And see how he will take it at your hands. Enter CAPULET and NurseCAPULETWhen the sun sets, the air doth drizzle dew;But for the sunset of my brother's sonIt rains downright. How now! A conduit, girl? What, still in tears?Evermore showering? In one little bodyThou counterfeit'st a bark, a sea, a wind;For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea,Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is,Sailing in this salt flood; the winds, thy sighs;Who, raging with thy tears, and they with them,Without a sudden calm, will oversetThy tempest-tossed body.

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