Beg pardon of thy Prince, and call thee back, Go before, Nurse; Commend me to thy lady, Romeo is coming. Nurse. O lord, I could have staid here all night To hear good counsel; Oh, what learning is ! Rom. Do so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. Nurse. Here, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir: Hie you, make haste, for it grows very late. Rom. How well my comfort is reviv'd by this! Fri. Sojourn in Mantua; I'll find out your man; And he shall signify, from time to time, Every good hap to you that chances here: Give me thy hand; "Tis late, farewell, good night. Rom. But that a joy, past joy, calls out on me, It were a grief so soon to part with thee. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. CAPULET'S House. Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and PARIS. Cap. Things have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily, That we have had no time to move our daughter Look you, she lov'd her kinsman Tibalt dearly, And so did I-Well, we were born to die— 'Tis very late, she'll not come down to-night. Par. These times of grief afford no time to woo: Madam, good night, commend me to your daughter. F Of Cap. Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender Therefore we'll have some half a dozen friends, morrow. Cap. Well, get you gone-on Thursday be it then: Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed: [TO LADY CAPulet. Prepare her, wife, against this wedding day. Farewell, my lord-Good night. [Exeunt. SCENE V. The Garden. Enter ROMEO and JULIET. Jul. Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day : Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, Cap. Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender PAINTED BY HOWARD. NIV OF PUBLISHD BY LONGMAN & CO. 1806. ENGRAVED BY MEYRON |