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Nurse!- What should she do here?
[Laying down a Dagger.
green in earth,] i.e. fresh in earth, newly buried. § Lies festring -] To fester is to corrupt.
is it not like, that 1,] This speech is confused, and inconsequential, according to the disorder of Juliet's mind.
O! if I wake, shall I not be distraught,
[She throws herself on the Bed.
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 bello hath rung, 'tis three o'clock:
I be distraught,] Distraught is distracted. * 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 commanded all fires to
Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica :
Go, go, you cot-quean, go,
Cap. No, not a whit; What! I have wateh'd ere
All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick.
[Exeunt Lady CAPULET and Nurse. Cap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood !-Now,
fellow, What's there?
Enter Servants, with Spits, Logs, and Baskets. .
Sirrah, fetch drier logs ;
2 Ser. I have a head, sir, that will find out logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter. [Evit. Cap. 'Mass, and well said; A merry whoreson!
ha, Thou shalt be logger-head.-Good faith, 'tis day:
be extinguished, the morning bell ordered them to be lighted again. In short, the ringing of those two bells was a manifest and essential service to people who had scarcely any other means of measuring their time. RITSON.
- a mouse-hunt in your time ;) In Norfolk, and many other parts of England, the cant term for a weasel is--a mousehunt. The intrigues of this animal, like those of the cat kind, are usually carried on during the night. This circumstance-will account for the appellation which Lady Capulet allows heri husa band to have formerly deservede
The county will be here with musick straight,
[Musick within. For so he said he would. I hear him near :Nurse !--Wife-what, ho !-what, nurse, I say!
Enter Nurse. Go, waken Juliet, go, and trim her up; I'll go and chat with Paris :-Hie, make haste, Make haste! the bridegroom he is come already : Make haste, I say!
Juliet's Chamber; JULIET on the Bed.
Enter Nurse. Nurse. Mistress!-what, mistress! Juliet!--fast,
I warrant her, she :Why, lamb !-why, lady !—fye, you slug-a-bed! Why, love, I say !--madam! sweet-heart! why,
bride! What, not a word ?-you take your pennyworths Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant, The county Paris hath set up his rest, That you
shall rest but little.—God forgive me, (Marry, and amen!) how sound is she asleep! I needs must wake her:-Madam, madam, madam! Ay, let the county take you in your bed ; He'll fright you up, i'faith.-Will it not be? What, drest! and in your clothes! and down again! I must needs wake you: Lady! lady! lady! Alas ! alas !
-Help! help! my lady's dead ! O, well-a-day, that ever I was born! Some aqua-vitæ, ho! my lord! my lady!
Enter Lady CAPULET. La. Cap. What noise is here? Nurse.
O lamentable day! La. Cap. What is the matter? Nurse.
Look, look! O heavy day! La. Cap. O me, O me!-my child, my only life, Revive, look up, or I will die with thee! Help, help!-call help.
Enter CAPULET. Cap. For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is
Nurse. She’s dead, deceas’d, she's dead; alack
the day! La. Cap. Alack the day! she's dead, she's dead,
Nurse. O lamentable day!
O woful time!
me wail, Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak.
Enter Friar LAURENCE ånd Paris, with Musicians.
Fri. Come, is the bride ready to go to church?
Cap. Ready to go, but never to return : O son, the night before thy wedding day Hath death lain with thy bride :-See, there she lies. Flower as she was, deflowered by him.