The Tragedy Of Romeo And Juliet

1 Enter Romeo and Juliet.
2 JULIET.
3 Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day.
4 It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
5 That pierc’d the fearful hollow of thine ear;
6 Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree.
7 Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
8 ROMEO.
9 It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
10 No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks
11 Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east.
12 Night’s candles are burnt out, and jocund day
13 Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
14 I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
15 JULIET.
16 Yond light is not daylight, I know it, I.
17 It is some meteor that the sun exhales
18 To be to thee this night a torchbearer
19 And light thee on thy way to Mantua.
20 Therefore stay yet, thou need’st not to be gone.
21 ROMEO.
22 Let me be ta’en, let me be put to death,
23 I am content, so thou wilt have it so.
24 I’ll say yon grey is not the morning’s eye,
25 ’Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia’s brow.
26 Nor that is not the lark whose notes do beat
27 The vaulty heaven so high above our heads.
28 I have more care to stay than will to go.
29 Come, death, and welcome. Juliet wills it so.
30 How is’t, my soul? Let’s talk. It is not day.
31 JULIET.
32 It is, it is! Hie hence, be gone, away.
33 It is the lark that sings so out of tune,
34 Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.
35 Some say the lark makes sweet division;
36 This doth not so, for she divideth us.
37 Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyes.
38 O, now I would they had chang’d voices too,
39 Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray,
40 Hunting thee hence with hunt’s-up to the day.
41 O now be gone, more light and light it grows.
42 ROMEO.
43 More light and light, more dark and dark our woes.
44 Enter Nurse.
45 NURSE.
46 Madam.
47 JULIET.
48 Nurse?
49 NURSE.
50 Your lady mother is coming to your chamber.
51 The day is broke, be wary, look about.
52 [_Exit._]
53 JULIET.
54 Then, window, let day in, and let life out.
55 ROMEO.
56 Farewell, farewell, one kiss, and I’ll descend.
57 [_Descends._]
58 JULIET.
59 Art thou gone so? Love, lord, ay husband, friend,
60 I must hear from thee every day in the hour,
61 For in a minute there are many days.
62 O, by this count I shall be much in years
63 Ere I again behold my Romeo.
64 ROMEO.
65 Farewell!
66 I will omit no opportunity
67 That may convey my greetings, love, to thee.
68 JULIET.
69 O thinkest thou we shall ever meet again?
70 ROMEO.
71 I doubt it not, and all these woes shall serve
72 For sweet discourses in our time to come.
73 JULIET.
74 O God! I have an ill-divining soul!
75 Methinks I see thee, now thou art so low,
76 As one dead in the bottom of a tomb.
77 Either my eyesight fails, or thou look’st pale.
78 ROMEO.
79 And trust me, love, in my eye so do you.
80 Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu.
81 [_Exit below._]
82 JULIET.
83 O Fortune, Fortune! All men call thee fickle,
84 If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him
85 That is renown’d for faith? Be fickle, Fortune;
86 For then, I hope thou wilt not keep him long
87 But send him back.
88 LADY CAPULET.
89 [_Within._] Ho, daughter, are you up?
90 JULIET.
91 Who is’t that calls? Is it my lady mother?
92 Is she not down so late, or up so early?
93 What unaccustom’d cause procures her hither?
94 Enter Lady Capulet.
95 LADY CAPULET.
96 Why, how now, Juliet?
97 JULIET.
98 Madam, I am not well.
99 LADY CAPULET.
100 Evermore weeping for your cousin’s death?
101 What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?
102 And if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live.
103 Therefore have done: some grief shows much of love,
104 But much of grief shows still some want of wit.
105 JULIET.
106 Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss.
107 LADY CAPULET.
108 So shall you feel the loss, but not the friend
109 Which you weep for.
110 JULIET.
111 Feeling so the loss,
112 I cannot choose but ever weep the friend.
113 LADY CAPULET.
114 Well, girl, thou weep’st not so much for his death
115 As that the villain lives which slaughter’d him.
116 JULIET.
117 What villain, madam?
118 LADY CAPULET.
119 That same villain Romeo.
120 JULIET.
121 Villain and he be many miles asunder.
122 God pardon him. I do, with all my heart.
123 And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart.
124 LADY CAPULET.
125 That is because the traitor murderer lives.
126 JULIET.
127 Ay madam, from the reach of these my hands.
128 Would none but I might venge my cousin’s death.
129 LADY CAPULET.
130 We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not.
131 Then weep no more. I’ll send to one in Mantua,
132 Where that same banish’d runagate doth live,
133 Shall give him such an unaccustom’d dram
134 That he shall soon keep Tybalt company:
135 And then I hope thou wilt be satisfied.
136 JULIET.
137 Indeed I never shall be satisfied
138 With Romeo till I behold him—dead—
139 Is my poor heart so for a kinsman vex’d.
140 Madam, if you could find out but a man
141 To bear a poison, I would temper it,
142 That Romeo should upon receipt thereof,
143 Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhors
144 To hear him nam’d, and cannot come to him,
145 To wreak the love I bore my cousin
146 Upon his body that hath slaughter’d him.
147 LADY CAPULET.
148 Find thou the means, and I’ll find such a man.
149 But now I’ll tell thee joyful tidings, girl.
150 JULIET.
151 And joy comes well in such a needy time.
152 What are they, I beseech your ladyship?
153 LADY CAPULET.
154 Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child;
155 One who to put thee from thy heaviness,
156 Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy,
157 That thou expects not, nor I look’d not for.
158 JULIET.
159 Madam, in happy time, what day is that?
160 LADY CAPULET.
161 Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn
162 The gallant, young, and noble gentleman,
163 The County Paris, at Saint Peter’s Church,
164 Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride.
165 JULIET.
166 Now by Saint Peter’s Church, and Peter too,
167 He shall not make me there a joyful bride.
168 I wonder at this haste, that I must wed
169 Ere he that should be husband comes to woo.
170 I pray you tell my lord and father, madam,
171 I will not marry yet; and when I do, I swear
172 It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,
173 Rather than Paris. These are news indeed.
174 LADY CAPULET.
175 Here comes your father, tell him so yourself,
176 And see how he will take it at your hands.
177 Enter Capulet and Nurse.
178 CAPULET.
179 When the sun sets, the air doth drizzle dew;
180 But for the sunset of my brother’s son
181 It rains downright.
182 How now? A conduit, girl? What, still in tears?
183 Evermore showering? In one little body
184 Thou counterfeits a bark, a sea, a wind.
185 For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea,
186 Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is,
187 Sailing in this salt flood, the winds, thy sighs,
188 Who raging with thy tears and they with them,
189 Without a sudden calm will overset
190 Thy tempest-tossed body. How now, wife?
191 Have you deliver’d to her our decree?
192 LADY CAPULET.
193 Ay, sir; but she will none, she gives you thanks.
194 I would the fool were married to her grave.
195 CAPULET.
196 Soft. Take me with you, take me with you, wife.
197 How, will she none? Doth she not give us thanks?
198 Is she not proud? Doth she not count her blest,
199 Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought
200 So worthy a gentleman to be her bridegroom?
201 JULIET.
202 Not proud you have, but thankful that you have.
203 Proud can I never be of what I hate;
204 But thankful even for hate that is meant love.
205 CAPULET.
206 How now, how now, chopp’d logic? What is this?
207 Proud, and, I thank you, and I thank you not;
208 And yet not proud. Mistress minion you,
209 Thank me no thankings, nor proud me no prouds,
210 But fettle your fine joints ’gainst Thursday next
211 To go with Paris to Saint Peter’s Church,
212 Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither.
213 Out, you green-sickness carrion! Out, you baggage!
214 You tallow-face!
215 LADY CAPULET.
216 Fie, fie! What, are you mad?
217 JULIET.
218 Good father, I beseech you on my knees,
219 Hear me with patience but to speak a word.
220 CAPULET.
221 Hang thee young baggage, disobedient wretch!
222 I tell thee what,—get thee to church a Thursday,
223 Or never after look me in the face.
224 Speak not, reply not, do not answer me.
225 My fingers itch. Wife, we scarce thought us blest
226 That God had lent us but this only child;
227 But now I see this one is one too much,
228 And that we have a curse in having her.
229 Out on her, hilding.
230 NURSE.
231 God in heaven bless her.
232 You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so.
233 CAPULET.
234 And why, my lady wisdom? Hold your tongue,
235 Good prudence; smatter with your gossips, go.
236 NURSE.
237 I speak no treason.
238 CAPULET.
239 O God ye good-en!
240 NURSE.
241 May not one speak?
242 CAPULET.
243 Peace, you mumbling fool!
244 Utter your gravity o’er a gossip’s bowl,
245 For here we need it not.
246 LADY CAPULET.
247 You are too hot.
248 CAPULET.
249 God’s bread, it makes me mad!
250 Day, night, hour, ride, time, work, play,
251 Alone, in company, still my care hath been
252 To have her match’d, and having now provided
253 A gentleman of noble parentage,
254 Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly allied,
255 Stuff’d, as they say, with honourable parts,
256 Proportion’d as one’s thought would wish a man,
257 And then to have a wretched puling fool,
258 A whining mammet, in her fortune’s tender,
259 To answer, ‘I’ll not wed, I cannot love,
260 I am too young, I pray you pardon me.’
261 But, and you will not wed, I’ll pardon you.
262 Graze where you will, you shall not house with me.
263 Look to’t, think on’t, I do not use to jest.
264 Thursday is near; lay hand on heart, advise.
265 And you be mine, I’ll give you to my friend;
266 And you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets,
267 For by my soul, I’ll ne’er acknowledge thee,
268 Nor what is mine shall never do thee good.
269 Trust to’t, bethink you, I’ll not be forsworn.
270 [_Exit._]
271 JULIET.
272 Is there no pity sitting in the clouds,
273 That sees into the bottom of my grief?
274 O sweet my mother, cast me not away,
275 Delay this marriage for a month, a week,
276 Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
277 In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.
278 LADY CAPULET.
279 Talk not to me, for I’ll not speak a word.
280 Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee.
281 [_Exit._]
282 JULIET.
283 O God! O Nurse, how shall this be prevented?
284 My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven.
285 How shall that faith return again to earth,
286 Unless that husband send it me from heaven
287 By leaving earth? Comfort me, counsel me.
288 Alack, alack, that heaven should practise stratagems
289 Upon so soft a subject as myself.
290 What say’st thou? Hast thou not a word of joy?
291 Some comfort, Nurse.
292 NURSE.
293 Faith, here it is.
294 Romeo is banished; and all the world to nothing
295 That he dares ne’er come back to challenge you.
296 Or if he do, it needs must be by stealth.
297 Then, since the case so stands as now it doth,
298 I think it best you married with the County.
299 O, he’s a lovely gentleman.
300 Romeo’s a dishclout to him. An eagle, madam,
301 Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye
302 As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart,
303 I think you are happy in this second match,
304 For it excels your first: or if it did not,
305 Your first is dead, or ’twere as good he were,
306 As living here and you no use of him.
307 JULIET.
308 Speakest thou from thy heart?
309 NURSE.
310 And from my soul too,
311 Or else beshrew them both.
312 JULIET.
313 Amen.
314 NURSE.
315 What?
316 JULIET.
317 Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much.
318 Go in, and tell my lady I am gone,
319 Having displeas’d my father, to Lawrence’ cell,
320 To make confession and to be absolv’d.
321 NURSE.
322 Marry, I will; and this is wisely done.
323 [_Exit._]
324 JULIET.
325 Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend!
326 Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn,
327 Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue
328 Which she hath prais’d him with above compare
329 So many thousand times? Go, counsellor.
330 Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain.
331 I’ll to the Friar to know his remedy.
332 If all else fail, myself have power to die.
333 [_Exit._]