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By leaving Earth? Comfort me, counsel me,
Alack, alack, that Heav'n should pra&ise Stratagems
Upon so soft a Subje& as my self.
What fay'st thou? hast thou not a word of joy?
Some comfort, Nurse.

Nur. Faith here it is:
Romeo is banish'd, and all the world to nothing
That he dares ne'er come back to challenge you :
Or if he do, it needs must be by stealth.
Then fince the case so stands as now it doth,
I think it best you married with the Count.
Oh he's a lovely Gentleman;
Romeo's a Dish-clout to him; an Eagle, Madam,
Hath not fo green, fo quick, fo fair an Eye
As Paris hath: beshrew my very Heart,
I think you are happy in this second Match,
For it excels your first : Or if it did not,
Your first is dead, or 'twere as good he were,
As living here, and you no use of him.

Jul. Speakest thou from thy Heart?

Nur. And from my Soul too,
Or else beshrew them both.

Jul. Amen.
Nur. What?
Jul. Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much

Go in, and tell my Lady I am gone,
Having displeas'd my Father, to Lawrence Cell,
To make Confession, and to be Absolved.

Nur. Marry I will, and this is wisely done. [Exit.

Jul. Ancient Damnation! O most wicked Fiend!
Is it more Sin to wish me thus forsworn,
Or to dispraise my Lord with that same Tongue
Which she hath prais'd him with above compare,
So many thousand times? Go, Counsellor,
Thou and


bosom henceforth shall be twain: I'll to the Friar to know his remedy. If all elfe fail, my self have power to die.



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SCENE the Monastery.


Enter Friar Lawrence and Paris.
N Thusday, Sir! the time is very short.

Par. My Father Capulet will have it fo,
And I am nothing flow to flack his hafte.
.Fri. You say you do not know the Lady's mind:
Uneven is the course, I like it not.

Par. Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's Death,
And therefore have I little talk of Love,
For Venus smiles not in a House of Tears:
Now, Sir, her Father counts it dangerous
That she should give her Sorrow ļo much fway;
And, in his Wisdom, haftes our Marriage,
To stop the Inundation of her Tears,
Which too much minded by her self alone,
May be put from her by Society.
Now do you know the reason of this haste?

Fri. I would I knew not why it should be now'd.
Look, Sir, here comes the Lady towards my Cell. .

Enter Juliet.
Par. Happily met, my Lady and my Wife.
Jul. That may be, Sir, when I may be a Wife.
Par. That may be, must be, Love, on Thursday next.
Jul. What must be, shall be.
Fri. That's a certain Text.
Par, Come you to make Confession to this Father?
Jul. To answer that, I should confefs to you.
Par. Do not deny to him, that you love me.
Jul. I will confess to you that I love him.
Par. So will ye, I am sure, that you love me.

Jul. If I do so, it will be of more Price,
Being spoke behind your Back, than to your Face.

Par. Poor Soul, thy Face is much abus'd with Tears.

Jul. The Tears have got small Victory by that : For it was bad enough before their spight. Par. Thou wrong'it it, more than Tears, with that report.


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Jul. That is no Nander, Sir, which is but truth, And what I speak, I speak it to my Face.

Par. Thy Face is mine, and thou hast Nander'd it.

Jul. It may be fo, for it is not mine own.
Are you at leisure, Holy Father, now,
Or shall I come to you at evening Mass ?

Fri. My leisure ferves me, pensive Daughter, now.
My Lord, I must intreat the time alone.

Par. God shield, I should disturb Devotion :
Juliet, on Thursday early will I rowze ye,
Till then adieu, and keep this holy kiss. [Exit Paris,

Jul. O shut the Door, and when thou hast done so,
Come weep with me, past hope, past cure, past help.

Fri. O Juliet, I already know thy Grief,
It strains me past the compass of my Wits :
I hear thou must, and nothing may prorogue it,
On Thursday, Dext be married to this Count.

Jul. Tell me not, Friar, that thou hearest of this,
Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it:
If in thy wisdom, thou canst give no help,
Do thou but call my Resolution wife,
And with this Knife I'll help it presently.
God join'd my Heart and Romeo's, thou our Hands,
And e'er this hand, by thee to Romeo seald,
Shall be the Label to another Deed,
Or my true Heart, with treacherous Revolt,
Turn to another, this shall say them both:
Therefore out of thy long experienc'd Time,
Give me some present Counsel, or behold
Twixt my extreams and me, this bloody Knife
Shall play the Umpire; arbitrating that,
Which the Commission of thy Years and Art
Could to no Issue of true Honour bring :
Be not so long to speak, I long to die,
If what thou speak'st speak not of Remedy.

Fri. Hold, Daughter, I do 'spy a kind of hope,
Which craves as desperate an Execution,
As that is desperate which we would prevent.
If rather than to marry County Paris,
Thou hast the strength of Will to slay thy self,
Then it is likely, thou wilt undertake


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A thing like Death to chide away this shame,
That cop'st with Death himself, to 'scape from it:
And if thou dar’st, I'll give thee remedy.

Jul. O bid me leap, rather than marry Paris, ,
From off the Battlements of any. Tower,
Or walk in thievish ways, or bid me lurk
Where Serpents are: Chain me with roaring Bears,
Or hide me nightly in a charnel House,
O’er covered quite with dead Mens ratling Bones,
With reeky Shanks, and yellow chapless Skulls :
Or bid me go into a new-made Grave,
And bide me with a dead Man in his Grave,
Things that to hear them told, have made me tremble,
And I will do it without fear or doubt,
To live an unstain'd Wife to my sweet Love.

Fri. Hold then. Go home, be merry, give consent,
To marry Paris. Wednesday is to morrow';
To morrow Night look that thou lye alone,
Let not thy Nurse lye with thee in thy Chamber;
Take thou this Viol being then in Bed,
And this distilling Liquor drir.k thou off,
When presently, through all thy Veins, shall run
A cold and drowsie Humour: For no Pulse
Shall keep his Native Progress, but furceake :
No warmth, no breath shall testifie thou liveft;
The Roses in thy Lips and Cheeks fhall fade
To mealy Ashes, the Eyes Windows, fall
Like Death, when he shuts up the Day of Life;
Each part depriv'd of supple Government,
Shall ftiff and stark, and cold appear like Death,
And in this borrowed likenefs of shrunk Death,
Thou shalt continue two and forty Hours,
And then awake, as from a pleasant Sleep.
Now when the Bridegroom in the Morning comes
To rowse thee from thy Bed, there are thou Dead:
Then as the manner of our Country is,
In thy best Robes uncover'd on the Bier,
Be born to Burial in thy Kindreds Grave :
Thou shalt be born to that same antient Vault,
Where all the Kindred of the Capulets lye.
In the mean time, against thou shalt awake,


Shall Romeo by my Letters know our Drift,
And hither shall he come; and that very Night
Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua.
And this shall free thee from this present Shame,
If no unconstant Toy nor Womanish fear,
Abate thy Valour in the a&ing it.

Jul. Give me, give me, o tell not me of fear.

Fri. Hold, get you gone, be strong and prosperous
In this resolve, I'll send a Friar with speed
To Mantua, with my Letters to thy Lord.

Jul. Love give me Strength, and strength shall help afford. Farewel, dear Father.

SCENE II. Capulet's House.

Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, Nurse, and two or three


Cap. So many Guests invite as here are writ: Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning Cooks.

Ser. You shall have none ill, Sir, for I'll try if they can lick their Fingers.

Cap. How canst thou try them fo?

Ser. Marry, Sir, 'tis an ill Cook that cannot lick his own Fingers : Therefore he that cannot lick his Fingers, goes not with me.

Cap. Go, be gone. We shall be much unfurnish'd for this time: What is my Daughter gone to Friar Lawrence?

Nur. Ay forsooth.

Cap. Well, he may chance to do some good on her,
A peevish self-willd Harlotry it is.

Enter Juliet.
Nur. See where she comes from Shrift, with

Cap. How now, my Headstrong?
Where have you been gadding?

Jul. Where I have learnt me to repent the Sin, of disobedient Opposition,


your behests; and am enjoyn'd By holy Laivrence, to fall proftrate here,

merry look.

To you


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