To hear good counsel: O, what learning is !- Rom. Do fo, and bid my fweet prepare to chide. [Exit Nurfe. Rom. How well my comfort is reviv'd by this! Fri. Go hence: Good night; and here stands all your Either be ftate ; gone before the watch be fet, Or by the break of day disguis'd from hence: It were a grief, so brief to part with thee: Farewell. SCENE IV. A Room in Capulet's House. [Exeunt Enter CAPULET, Lady CAPULET, and PARIS. Cap. Things have fallen out, fir, fo unluckily, I would have been a-bed an hour ago. Par. Thefe times of woe afford no time to woo : Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter. La. Cap. I will, and know her mind early to-morrow; To night she's mew'd up to her heaviness. F Cap, Cap. Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender Acquaint her here of my fon Paris' love; And bid her, mark you me, on wednesday next- Par. Monday, my lord. Cap. Monday? ha! ha! Well, wednesday is too foon, O'thursday let it be ;-o' thursday, tell her, She shall be married to this noble earl :- 'Therefore we'll have some half a dozen friends, Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day.- May call it early by and by :-Good night. [Exeunt. SCENE V. Juliet's Chamber. Enter ROMEO and JULIET. Jul. Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day: It was the nightingale, and not the lark, 'That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear: Nightly Nightly fhe fings on yon pomegranate tree : Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, Jul. It is, it is, hie hence, be gone, away; This doth not fo, for the divideth us : Some fay, the lark and loathed toad change eyes; woes. F 2 Enter Enter NURSE. Nurse. Madam! Jul. Nurfe? Nurfe. Your lady mother's coming to your chamber: The day is broke; be wary, look about. [Exit NURSE. Jul. Then, window, let day in, and let life out. Rom. Farewell, farewell! one kifs, and I'll defcend. [ROMEO defcends. O! by this count I fhall be much in years, Rom. Farewell! I will omit no opportunity Jul. O, think'ft thou, we shall ever meet again? Rom. I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve For fweet difcourfes in our time to come. Jul. O God! I have an ill-divining foul : Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale. [Exit Romeo. Jul. O fortune, fortune! all men call thee fickle: La. Cap. [within.] Ho, daughter! are you up? Is Is the not down fo late, or up fo early? Enter Lady CAPULET. La. Cap. Why, how now, Juliet ? Madam, I am not well. La. Cap. Evermore weeping for your coufin's death? What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? An if thou could'st, thou could'st not make him live; Therefore, have done : Some grief shows much of love; But much of grief shows still some want of wit. Jul. Yet let me weep for such a feeling lofs. La. Cap. So fhall you feel the lofs, but not the friend Which you weep for. Jul. Feeling fo the lofs, I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. La. Cap. Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death, As that the villain lives which flaughter'd him. Jul. What villain, madam? La. Cap. That fame villain, Romeo. Jul. Villain and he are many miles afunder. God pardon him! I do, with all my heart; my hands. And yet no man, like he, doth grieve my heart. With |