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 fhould be.-Let me fee the county;
Ay, marry, go, I fay, and fetch him hither.-
Now, afore God, this reverend holy friar,

All our whole city is much bound to him.
Jul. Nurfe, will you go with me into my clofet,
To help me fort fuch needful ornaments

As you think fit to furnish me to-morrow?

La. Cap. No, not till thursday; there is time enough. Cap. Go, nurfe, go with her :-we'll to church to[Exeunt JULIET and Nurse. La. Cap. We fhall be short in our provision; 'Tis now near night.

Cap.

morrow.

Tufh! 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

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

[Exeunt.

SCENE

SCENE III.

Juliet's Chamber.

Enter JULIET and Nurfe.

Jul. Ay, thofe attires are best :-But, gentle nurse, I pray thee, leave me to myself to-night;

For I have need of many orifons

To move the heavens to smile upon my state,
Which, well thou know'st, is cross and full of fin.

Enter Lady CAPULET.

La. Cap. What, are you busy? do you need my help ? Jul. No, madam; we have cull'd fuch neceffaries As are behoveful for our state to-morrow:

So please you, let me now be left alone,

And let the nurse this night fit up with you;
For, I am fure, you have your hands full all,
In this fo fudden business.

La. Cap.

Good night!

Get thee to bed, and reft; for thou haft need.

[Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse.

Jul. Farewell!-God knows, when we shall meet again.

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 ;

Nurfe! What should fhe do here?

My difmal scene I needs must act alone.-
Come, phial.-

What if this mixture do not work at all?

Muft I of force be married to the county ?

No, no, this fhall forbid it :-lie thou there.

What if it be a poison, which the friar
Subtly hath minifter'd to have me dead;
Left 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 fo 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 ftifled in the vault,

To whose foul mouth no healthfome air breathes in,
And there die strangled ere my Romeo 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 feft'ring in his shroud; where, as they say,
At fome hours in the night spirits resort ;-
Alack, alack! is it not like, that I,

So early waking,—what with loathsome smells;
And fhrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth,
That living mortals, hearing them, run mad;—
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 hroud?
And, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone,
As with a club, dash out my desperate brains?
O, 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.

SCENE IV.

Capulet's Hall.

Enter Lady CAPULET and Nurse.

La. Cap. Hold, take these keys, and fetch more spices, nurse.

Nurfe. They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.

Enter CAPULET.

Cap. Come, ftir, ftir, ftir! the second cock hath crow'd, The curfeu bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock :

Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica:

Spare not for coft.

Nurfe.

Go, 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 whit; What! I have watch'd ere now All night for leffer cause, and ne'er been sick.

La. Cap. Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time; But I will watch you from fuch watching now.

[Exeunt Lady CAPULET and Nurse. Cap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood!-Now, fellow, What's there?

Enter Servants, with spits, logs, and baskets.

1. Serv. Things for the cook, fir; but I know not what. Cap. Make hafte, make hafte. [Exit Serv.]-Sirrah,

fetch drier logs ;

Call Peter, he will show thee where they are.

2. Serv. I have a head, fir, that will find out logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter. [Exit. Cap. 'Mafs, and well faid; A merry whorefon! ha, Thou shalt be logger-head.-Good faith, 'tis day : The county will be here with mufick straight,

[ Mufick within. For fo he faid he would. I hear him near: Nurfe!-Wife!-what, ho!-what, nurse, I fay!

Enter Nurfe.

Go, waken Juliet, go, and trim her up ;
I'll go and chat with Paris :-Hie, make haste,
Make hafte! the bridegroom he is come already :
Make hafte, I say!

[Exeunt.

SCENE V.

Juliet's Chamber; Juliet on the Bed.

Enter Nurfe.

Nurfe. Mistress!—what, mistress !—Juliet !—fast, I warrant her, fhe:

Why, lamb-why, lady!-fie, you flug-a-bed!—
Why, love, I say !—madam! sweet-heart!-why, bride!—
What, not a word ?-you take your pennyworths now;
Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant,
The county Paris hath fet up his rest,

That you fhall reft but little.-God forgive me,
(Marry, and amen!) how found 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, dreft! and in your clothes.! and down again!