Rom. Yet banished?— Hang up philosophy! Unless philosophy can make a Juliet, Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom; It helps not, it prevails not, talk no more. Fri. O, then I see that madmen have no ears. Rom. How should they, when that wise men have no eyes? Fri. Let me dispute with thee of thy estate. Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love, Then might'st thou speak, then might'st thou tear thy hair, And fall upon the ground, as I do now, Fri. Arise; one knocks; good Romeo, hide thy self. [Knocking within. Rom. Not I; unless the breath of heart-sick groans, Mist-like, infold me from the search of eyes. [Knocking. Fri. Hark, how they knock!-Who's there?Romeo, arise: Thou wilt be taken :- Stay a while Run to my study: -By stand up; and by: - I come! - I come, I come. [Knocking. Who knocks so hard? whence come you? what's your will? Nurse. [Within.] Let me come in, and you shall know my errand; I come from lady Juliet. Fri. Welcome then Enter Nurse. Nurse. O holy friar, O, tell me, holy friar, Where is my lady 's lord, where 's Romeo? Fri. There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. Nurse. O, he is even in my mistress' case, Just in her case! Fri. O woeful sympathy! Even so lies she, Piteous predicament! Nurse. Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering:- Rom. Nurse! Nurse. Ah sir! ah sir! - Well, death 's the end of all. Rom. Spak'st thou of Juliet? how is it with her? Does she not think me an old murderer, Now I have stain'd the childhood of our joy Nurse. O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps; And now falls on her bed; and then starts up, Rom. As if that name, Shot from the deadly level of a gun, Did murder her; as that name's cursed hand Doth my name lodge? tell me, that I may sack Fri. [Drawing his Sword. Hold thy desperate hand: Art thou a man? thy form cries out, thou art; The unreasonable fury of a beast: Why rail'st thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth? Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet In thee at once; which thou at once would'st lose. Fye, fye! thou sham'st thy shape, thy love, thy wit; Which, like an usurer, abound'st in all, And thou dismember'd with thine own defence. Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her; Nurse. I could have staid all night, To hear good counsel: O, what learning is! Rom. Do so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. Hie sir: [Exit Nurse. Rom. How well my comfort is reviv❜d by this! Fri. Go hence: Good night: and here stands all your state +; Either be gone before the watch be set, [Exeunt. 4 The whole of your fortune depends on this. SCENE IV. A Room in Capulet's House. Enter CAPULET, dy CAPULET, and PARIS. Cap. Things have fallen out, sir, so unluckily, That we have had no time to move our daughter: Look you, she lov'd her kinsman Tybalt dearly, And so did I ;- Well, we were born to die.. 'Tis very late, she 'll not come down to night: I promise you, but for your company, I would have been a-bed an hour ago. Par. These 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. Cap. Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender Of my child's love: I think, she will be rul'd In all respects by me; nay more, I doubt it not. Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed; Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love; And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next. But, soft; What day is this? Par. Monday, my lord. Cap. Monday? ha! ha! Well, Wednesday is too O' Thursday let it be; - o' Thursday, tell her, - Will you be ready? do you like this haste? |