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A Room in Capulet's House.


Enter CAPULET, Lady CAPULET, Nurse, and

Cap. So many guests invite as here are writ.-

[Exit Servant. Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.

2 Serv. You shall have none ill, sir; for I'll try if they can lick their fingers.

Cap. How canst thou try them so?

2 Serv. 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, begone.

[Exit Servant. We shall be much unfurnish'd for this time.What, is my daughter gone to friar Laurence?

Nurse. Ay, forsooth.
Cap. Well, he may chance to do some good on

A peevish self-willid harlotry it is.


Nurse. See, where she comes from shrift' with

merry look.

Cap. How now, my headstrong? where have you

been gadding?"


go hire me twenty cunning cooks.] Twenty cooks for half a dozen guests! Either Capulet has altered his mind strangely, or our author forgot what he had just made him tell us. See p. 79.

- from shrift-] i. e. from confession.

gadding?] The primitive sense of this word was to straggle from house to house, and collect money, under pretence of singing carols to the Blessed Virgin



Jul. Where I have learn'd me to repent the sin
Of disobedient opposition

and your behests; and am enjoin'd
By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here,
And beg your pardon :-Pardon, I beseech you!
Henceforward I am ever rul'd by you.

Cap. Send for the county; go tell him of this; I'll have this knot knit up to-morrow morning.

Jul. I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell;
And gave him what becomed love I might,
Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty.
Cap. Why, I am glad on't; this is well,--stand

up :
This is as't should be. Let me see the county;
Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither.
Now, afore God, this reverend holy friar,
All our whole city is much bound to him.

Jul. Nurse, will you go with me into my closet,
To help me sort such needful ornaments
As you think fit to furnish me to-morrow?
La. Cap. No, not till Thursday; there is time

enough. Cap. Go, nurse, go with her:-we'll to church to-morrow.

[Exeunt Juliet and Nurse. La. Cap. We shall be short in our provision; 'Tis now near night. Сар. .

Tush! I will stir about, And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife: Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her; I'll not to bed to-night;-let me alone; I'll play the housewife for this once.-What, ho! They are all forth: Well, I will walk myself To county Paris, to prepare him up

becomed love-] Becomed for becoming: one participle for the other; a frequent practice with our author.

Against to-morrow: my heart is wond'rous light,
Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd.



Juliet's Chamber.

Enter JULIET and NURSE. Jul. Ay, those attires are best:--But, gentle

nurse, I pray thee, leave me to myself to-night; For I have need of many orisons 3 To move the heavens to smile upon my state, Which, well thou know'st, is cross and full of sin.

you need

Enter Lady CAPULET. La. Cap. What, are you busy? do

Jul. No, madam; we have culld such necessaries
As are behoveful for our state to-inorrow:
So please you, let me now be left alone,
And let the nurse this night sit up with you ;
For, I am sure, you have your hands full all,
In this so sudden business.
La. Cap.

Good night!
Get thee to bed, and rest; for thou hast need.

[Exeunt Lady CAPULET and Nurse. Jul. Farewell!–God knows, when we shall meet

I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins,
That almost freezes up the heat of life:
I'll call them back again to comfort me;-

3 For I have need, &c.] Juliet plays most of her pranks under the appearance of religion: perhaps Shakspeare meant to punish her hypocrisy. Johnson.

Nurse! - What should she do here?
My dismal scene I needs must act alone.-
Come, phial.-
What if this mixture do not work at all?
Must I of force be married to the county?
No, no;—this shall forbid it:- lie thou there.

[Laying down a Dagger.
What if it be a poison, which the friar
Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead;
Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd,
Because he married me before to Romeo?
I fear, it is: and yet, methinks, it should not,
For he hath still been tried a holy man:
I will not entertain so bad a thought.-
How if, when I am laid into the tomb,
I wake before the time that Romeo
Come to redeem me? there's a fearful point !
Shall I not then be stifled in the vault,
To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in,
And there die strangled ere my Rumeo comes?
Or, if I live, is it not very like,
The horrible conceit of death and night,
Together with the terror of the place,-
As in a vault, an ancient receptacle,
Where, for these many hundred years, the bones
Of all my buried ancestors are pack’d;
Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,
Lies fest'ring) in his shroud; where, as they say,
At some hours in the night spirits resort ;-
Alack, alack! is it not like, that 1,9
So early waking,—what with loathsome smells;
And shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth,
That living mortals, hearing them, run mad;-


green in earth,] i. e. fresh in earth, newly buried. 5 Lies fest'ring-] To fester is to corrupt.

is it not like, thut 1,] This speech is confused, and inconsequential, according to the disorder of Juliet's niind.


O! if I wake, shall I not be distraught,
Environed with all these hideous fears?
And madly play with my forefathers' joints?
And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud?
And, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone,
As with a club, dash out my desperate brains ?
0, look! methinks, I see my cousin's ghost
Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body
Upon a rapier's point:Stay, Tybalt, stay!—
Romeo, I come! this do I drink to thee.

[She throws herself on the Bed.


Capulet's Hall.

Enter Lady CAPULET and Nurse. La. Cap. Hold, take these keys, and fetch more

spices, nurse. Nurse. They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.

Enter CAPULET. Cap. Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath

crow'd, The curfeu bell' hath rung, 'tis three o'clock:

i— be distraught,] Distraught is distracted.

8 They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.] i. e. in the room where paste was made. So laundry, spicery, &c.

9 The curfeu bell—] The curfew bell is universally rung at eight or nine o'clock at night; generally according to the season. The term is here used with peculiar impropriety, as it is not believed that

any bell was ever rung so early as three in the morning. The derivation of curfeu is well known, but it is a mere vulgar error that the institution was a badge of slavery imposed by the Norman Conqueror. To put out the fire became necessary only because it was time to go to bed: And if the curfeu comiuanded all fires to

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