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I'll have this knot koit up to-morrow morning.

Jul. I met the youthful lord at Lawrence cell,
And gave him what becoming 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 ferch bim 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.

Cap. 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 houswife for this once. What ha?
They are all forth; well I will walk


To County Paris, to prepare him up
Against to-morrow. My heart's wondrous light,
Since this same way-ward girl is so reclaim’d.

[Exeunt Capulet and lady Capulet.

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Juliet's Chamber.

Enter Juliet and Nurse.
Jul. Ay, those attires are best; but gentle nurse,
I pray thee leave me to my self to-night:


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For I have need of many orisons
To move the heav'ns to smile upon my state,
Which well thou know'st is cross and full of fin.

Enter Lady Capulet.
La. Cap. What are you busie, do you need my help?

Jul. No, madam, we have culld such necessaries
As are behoveful for our state to-morrow:
So please you, let me now be left alone,
And let the nurse this night sit up


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. Jul. ' Farewel -- God knows, when we shall meet again! · I have a faint cold fear thrills though my veins,

Thar almost freezes up the heat of flife. · I'll call them back again to comfort me. • Nurse----- what should she do here?

My dismal scene I needs must act alone: . Come vial ----- What if this mixture do not work at all ? · Shall I of force be marry'd to the Count. 'No, no, this shall forbid it; lye thou there

[Pointing to a dagger. • What if it be a poison, which the Friar

Subtly hath ministred, to have me dead, « 'Lelt in this marriage he should be dishonourd, « 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 • How, if when I am laid into the tomb, " I wake before the time that Romeo

Comes to redeem me? there's a fearful point!

ng Shall

Shall I not then be stifled in the vault,
To whose foul mouth no bealthsome air breaths in ?

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 packt;

Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth, ' Lies festring in his shroud; where, as they say, " At some hours in the night spirits resort ------)

Alas, alas! is it not like, that I * So early waking, what with loathsome smells, s. And Ihrieks like mandrakes torn out of the earth, ' That living mortals hearing them run mad • Or if I wake, shall I not be distraught,

(Invironed with all these hideous fears) • And madly play with my

fore-fathers 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 desp'rate braios? • O look! methinks I see my cousin's ghost • Seeking out Romeo -Stay, Tybalt, stay! Romeo, I come! this do I drink to thee.

[She throws herself on the bed.



La. Cap. HOM

Enter Lady Capulet and Nurse.
Old, take these keys and fetch more spices, nurse.

Nur. They call for dates and quinces in the pastry. Vol. VI.


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Enter Capulet.
Cap. Come, stir, stir, stir, the second cock hath crow'd,
The curphew bell bath rung, 'tis three a-clock:
Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica.
Spare not for cost.

Nurse. Go, you cot-quean, go;
Get you to bed; faith you'll be fick to-morrow
For this night's watching.

Cap. No not a whir: whar, I have watch'd ere now
All night for a less eause, and ne’er beèn fick.

La. Cap. Ay, you have been a mouse-buot in your time, But I will watch you, from such watchingnow.

[ Ex. Lady Capulet and Nursa Cap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood ++--Now, fellow, what's there

Enter three or four with Ipits, and logs, and baskets. Ser. Things for the cook, Şir, buç know not what.

Cap. Make hafte, make balte, firrah, 'fetch drier logs, Call Peter, he will fhew thee where they are.

Ser. I have a head, Sir, thac will find out logs,
And never trouble Peter for the matter.

Cap. Mass and well said, a merty horson, ha!
Thou Thalt be logger-head ----- good faith, 'tis day. [Play musick.
The County will be here with musick straight,
For so he said he would.

I hear him near.
Nurse, wife, what ho? what, nurse, I say?

Exter Nurse.
Go waken Juliet, go and trim her up,
I'll go and chat with Paris: hie, make haste,
Make hafte, I say

(Exit Capulet.

S Ç E N E V.
SCENE draws and discovers Juliet on a bed.
Nurse. Mistress, what. mistress! Juliet ---- Fast I warragt her,
Why lamb ----why lady ----Fie you slug-a-będ ---
Why love, I say ---- Madam, sweet-heart--q- why bride ----
What, not a word! you take your pennyworths pow;
Sleep for a week; for the next night I Warrant,
The County Paris hath set up his relt,
That you shall rest but little God forgive me one
Marry and amen How sound is lhe alleep?
I must needs wake her: Madam, madam, madam,
Ay, let the County take you in your bed ----
He'll fright you up i'faith. Will it pot be ?
What dreft, and in your cloaths ---- 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 vita, 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, oh heavy day!

La. Cap. Oh me, oh 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 come.
Nurse. She's dead, deceast, she's dead: alack the day!


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