Romeo & Juliet

Romeo and Juliet

By William Shakespeare

Verona, Italy — 1590's, July

ROMEO Son of MONTAGUE
BENVOLIO Montague cousin of ROMEO
ABRAM Montague
LORD MONTAGUE Father of ROMEO
LADY MONTAGUE Mother of ROMEO

JULIET Daughter of CAPULET
TYBALT Capulet cousin of JULIET
SAMPSON Capulet
GREGORY Capulet
LORD CAPULET Father of JULIET
LADY CAPULET Mother of JULIET
NURSE Capulet servant to JULIET

MERCUTIO Friend of ROMEO
PARIS To wed JULIET
PRINCE Prince of Verona
FRIAR LAWRENCE Marries ROMEO & JULIET
JOHN Carries message for FRIAR LAWRENCE
APOTHECARY Sells poison to ROMEO

CITIZENS, SERVANTS, MUSICIANS, GUARDS, etc.

Edited and adapted by David Hundsness, 2008. This adaptation may be used for free in part or whole for performance, even for profit; I ask only that you contact me at [email protected] to let me know who is using it, and give credit to David Hundsness and www.hundsness.com where appropriate.

This adaptation retains Shakespeare’s original language. It has been shortened to under two hours, cutting scenes that are typically slow to modern audiences. Dated references are minimized so the story may be set anytime and anywhere. A Wedding Ceremony and Juliet's Funeral are created from cut-and-pasted lines, and some scenes are altered for dramatic impact (all from the original script, of course). To see all lines that were cut, see the unabridged version at www.hundsness.com/plays.

The original play was first performed around 1595. This text is based on the Second Quarto of 1599, with corrections and alternate text from the First Quarto of 1597, Second Quarto of 1599, Third Quarto of 1609, Fourth Quarto of 1622, First Folio of 1623, and later editions. Spelling and punctuation are modernized (American) with some indications of pronunciation. Stage directions are clarified. Side notes are given for vocabulary, figurative language, and allusions.

INDEX

Monday Prologue

1 1.1a Capulets and Montagues get into a fight; Prince stops them

2 1.1b Romeo's parents ask Benvolio about Romeo's sad mood

3 1.2a Capulet invites Paris to woo Juliet

4 1.1c Romeo tells Benvolio he is brokenhearted

1.2b Benvolio persuades Romeo to go to Capulet's ball

5 1.3 Juliet's mother and Nurse discuss marriage with her

6 1.4 Romeo and friends talk before the ball; Mercutio talks of dreams (Queen Mab)

7 1.5 At Capulet ball, Romeo and Juliet fall in love at first sight

Tybalt wants to kill Romeo for crashing the party; Capulet stops him

Romeo & Juliet talk and kiss, then learn they are enemies

8 2.1 Romeo slips away; his friends look for him

9 2.2 Romeo & Juliet exchange vows of love and plan to marry (balcony scene)

Tuesday

10 2.3 Friar agrees to marry Romeo & Juliet

11 2.4 Mercutio, Benvolio, and Romeo joke around; Romeo meets Nurse

12 2.5 Nurse tells Juliet the wedding plans

13 2.6 Friar marries Romeo & Juliet

14 3.1a Tybalt challenges Romeo; Romeo refuses; Mercutio fights Tybalt and dies; Romeo kills Tybalt

15 3.1b Lady Capulet demands justice; Prince banishes Romeo

INTERMISSION

16 3.2 Juliet anticipates her wedding night; Nurse tells her about Tybalt & Romeo

17 3.3 Friar consoles Romeo; they plan for Romeo to visit Juliet and flee

18 3.4 Capulet plans for Juliet to marry Paris on Thursday

Wednesday

19 3.5a Romeo & Juliet wake as he must leave for Mantua

20 3.5b Juliet's mother tells her she'll wed Paris; she refuses; her father is enraged; Nurse advises her to marry Paris

21 4.1 Juliet evades Paris at church; Friar plans for her to fake her death

22 4.3 Juliet takes the sleeping potion;

Thursday

23 4.5 Friar delivers Juliet's eulogy

24 5.1a Romeo hears Juliet is dead; he plans to die by her side

25 5.2 Friar realizes Romeo didn't get his message

26 5.1b He buys poison from an apothecary

5.3a Guards fight Romeo; he escapes

27 5.3b Romeo finds Juliet and drinks the poison; Juliet wakes and kills herself

Friday morning

28 5.3c Prince condemns Montague and Capulet

PROLOGUE

CHORUS
Two households, both alike in dignity, families, rank
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, rivalry, outbreaks, fighting
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. civilian
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes fateful, children
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life, doomed
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows unfortunate, pitiful, downfall
Doth with their death bury their parents' strife. end, fighting
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love, doomed
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, naught could remove, except for, nothing
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage. performance

SCENE 1

[Verona, a street, morning. SAMPSON & GREGORY, armed]

GREGORY
The quarrel is between our masters and us their men. menservants

SAMPSON
I strike quickly, being moved. attack, angered

GREGORY
But thou art not quickly moved to strike.

SAMPSON
A dog of the house of Montague moves me.

GREGORY
To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand. brave
Therefore if thou art moved, thou runn'st away!

SAMPSON
A dog of that house shall move me to stand. And
'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh. (bawdy)

[ABRAM & another Montague enter, armed]

GREGORY
Draw thy tool! sword

SAMPSON
Let us take the law on our side; let them begin.

I will bite my thumb at them, give the finger
which is a disgrace to them if they bear it. take it without a fight
[bites his thumb]

ABRAM
Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?

SAMPSON
I do bite my thumb, sir.

ABRAM
Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?

SAMPSON [to Gregory]
Is the law on our side if I say "ay"? yes

GREGORY
No!

SAMPSON [to Abram]
No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir.

GREGORY [to Abram]
Do you quarrel, sir? challenge us

ABRAM
Quarrel sir? No, sir!

SAMPSON
But if you do, sir, I am for you! I serve as good a man as you. will fight you, master

ABRAM
No better?

SAMPSON
Well, sir—

GREGORY [sees Tybalt coming; to Sampson]
Say "better"! Here comes one of our kinsmen. relatives

SAMPSON
Yes, better.

ABRAM
You lie!

SAMPSON
Draw, if you be men!

[They fight]

BENVOLIO [enters, sword drawn]
Part, fools! You know not what you do! separate

TYBALT [enters, to Benvolio]
What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? deer/servants
Turn thee, Benvolio. Look upon thy death! [draws his sword] face your death

BENVOLIO
I do but keep the peace. just

TYBALT
What, drawn, and talk of peace? I hate the word, your sword drawn
As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee!

[They fight]

PRINCE [enters with Attendants]
Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace,
On pain of torture, from those bloody hands
Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground. hostile
Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word public, started by few words
By thee, Capulet, and Montague,
Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets. three times
If ever you disturb our streets again,
Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace! you'll be executed for
Once more, on pain of death, all men depart!

[All exit]

SCENE 2

[Montague house, or a street. LORD & LADY MONTAGUE, BENVOLIO]

LADY MONTAGUE
O, where is Romeo? Saw you him today?
Right glad I am he was not at this fray. fight

BENVOLIO
Madam, an hour before the worshipped sun
Peered forth the golden window of the east, from
Underneath the grove of sycamore
So early walking did I see your son.

LADY MONTAGUE
Many a morning hath he there been seen,
With tears augmenting the fresh morning dew, adding to
Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs.
But all so soon as the all-cheering sun as soon as
Should in the furthest east begin to draw
The shady curtains from Aurora's bed, god of dawn
Away from the light steals home my heavy son, comes home, sad
And private in his chamber pens himself, bedroom, locks
Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out,
And makes himself an artificial night.

MONTAGUE
Black and portentous must this humor prove, foreboding, mood
Unless good counsel may the cause remove. advice, remove the cause

BENVOLIO
So please you, step aside.
I'll know his grievance or be much denied. the cause of his distress

[They exit]

SCENE 3

[Capulet house, or a street. CAPULET, PARIS]

CAPULET
But Montague is bound as well as I required by law
In penalty alike, and 'tis not hard, I think,
For men so old as we to keep the peace.

PARIS
Of honorable reckoning are you both, reputation
And pity 'tis you lived at odds so long.
But now, my lord, what say you to my suit? courtship of your daughter

CAPULET
But saying o'er what I have said before: just saying over again
My child is yet a stranger in the world,
Let two more summers wither in their pride, pass by
Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride. before, ready

PARIS
Younger than she are happy mothers made.

CAPULET
And too soon marred are those so early made. harmed
The earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she; grave, other children
She is the hopeful lady of my earth. of my earthly body (my offspring)
But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart.
My will to her consent is but a part. my wishes are less important than hers
And, she agreed, within her scope of choice if she agrees
Lies my consent and fair according voice. agreeing
This night I hold an old accustomed feast, customary
Whereto I have invited many a guest
Such as I love, not of the house of Montagues, whom

And you, most welcome. Look to behold this night see
Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light. beautiful women
Such comfort as do lusty young men feel
Among fresh female buds. Hear all, all see, see all the women
And like her most. Come, go with me. then like the best one

[They exit]

SCENE 4

[A street. BENVOLIO & ROMEO]

BENVOLIO
Good morrow, cousin. good morning

ROMEO

Is the day so young?

BENVOLIO
But new struck nine. just now

ROMEO

Ay me, sad hours seem long.
Was that my father that went hence so fast? away

BENVOLIO
It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?

ROMEO
Not having that, which having, makes them short.

BENVOLIO
In love?

ROMEO
Out—

BENVOLIO
Of love?

ROMEO
Out of her favor where I am in love.

BENVOLIO
Alas, that Love, so gentle in his view, too bad Cupid who looks gentle
Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof! is actually rough

ROMEO
Alas, this love feel I, that feel no love in this. I love one who does not love me

[sees signs of the fight] What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here's much to do with hate, but more with love. it's all about
Why, then, O brawling love, O loving hate,
O anything of nothing first create! created of nothing
O heavy lightness, serious vanity, foolishness
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms, attractive
Dost thou not laugh?

BENVOLIO

No coz, I rather weep. cousin

ROMEO
Good heart, at what? friend

BENVOLIO

At thy good heart's oppression.

ROMEO
Why, such is love's transgression. love's ways
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; love being exchanged
Being vexed, a sea raging with lovers' tears; love being denied
A madness most discreet.

BENVOLIO
Why, Romeo, art thou mad? going mad

ROMEO
Not mad, but bound more than a madman is, confined
Shut up in prison, kept without my food,
Whipped and tormented, and—

BENVOLIO
Tell me in sadness, who is that you love? seriously

ROMEO
In sadness, coz, I do love Rosaline.

BENVOLIO
A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. target in plain sight

ROMEO
Well in that hit you miss! She'll not be hit with Cupid's arrow.
And in strong proof of chastity well armed, armor, virginity
From Love's weak bow she lives uncharmed. Cupid's, unaffected
She will not stay the siege of loving terms, won't be won by sweet talk
Nor bide th'encounter of assailing eyes, loving looks
Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold. open (bawdy), riches

BENVOLIO
Then she hath sworn that she will still live chaste? always stay a virgin

ROMEO
She hath, and in that sparing makes huge waste, withholding
She is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair beautiful, just
To merit bliss by making me despair. win a place in heaven
She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow sworn not to love
Do I live dead, that live to tell it now.

BENVOLIO
Be ruled by me; forget to think of her. listen to me

ROMEO
O, teach me how I should forget to think!

BENVOLIO
By giving liberty unto thine eyes.
Examine other beauties!

ROMEO
One fairer than my love! The all-seeing sun
Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun. anyone as beautiful
He that is strucken blind cannot forget
The precious treasure of his eyesight lost.
Thou canst not teach me to forget.

BENVOLIO
I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt. teach you that lesson, failure
At this night's ancient feast of Capulet's traditional
Sups the fair Rosaline, whom thou so loves, dines
With all the admired beauties of Verona.
Go thither, and with unattainted eye there, unbiased
Compare her face with some that I shall show,
And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.

ROMEO
When the devout religion of mine eye
Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires. accepts such a lie

BENVOLIO
Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning. nonsense
And if you leave me so, you do me wrong!

ROMEO
I'll go along, no such sight to be shown, not to see whom you show
But to rejoice in splendor of mine own. the beauty of Rosaline

[They exit]

SCENE 5

[Capulet house. LADY CAPULET & NURSE]

LADY CAPULET
Nurse, where's my daughter? Call her forth to me.

NURSE
I bade her come. God forbid! Where's this girl? Juliet! Juliet! told

JULIET
Madam, I am here. What is your will? what do you want

LADY CAPULET
This is the matter.—Nurse, give leave awhile, leave us
We must talk in secret.

[Nurse starts to leave]

Nurse, come back again! I have remembered me. you shall, conversation
Thou know'st my daughter's of a pretty age.

NURSE
Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed.
And I might live to see thee married once, I have my wish. if

LADY CAPULET
Marry, that "marry" is the very theme I came to talk of.

Tell me, daughter Juliet,
How stands your disposition to be married? how do you feel about marriage

JULIET
It is an honor that I dream not of.

NURSE
An honor? Were not I thine only nurse, if I weren't your only wet-nurse
I would say thou hadst sucked wisdom from thy teat. the breast

LADY CAPULET
Enough of this. Hold thy peace! I ask you, be quiet

Well, think of marriage now. Younger than you,
Here in Verona, ladies of esteem high-breeding
Are made already mothers. By my count
I was your mother much upon these years at the same age
That you are now a maid. Thus then in brief:
The valiant Paris seeks you for his love.

NURSE
A man, young lady! Lady, such a man as all the world.

LADY CAPULET
Verona's summer hath not such a flower.

NURSE
Nay, he's a flower, in faith, a very flower. indeed

LADY CAPULET
What say you? Can you love the gentleman?
This night you shall behold him at our feast. see
Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face, read like a book
And find delight writ there with beauty's pen. written
This precious book of love, this unbound lover, uncovered/unmarried
To beautify him, only lacks a cover. he only needs a cover
That book in many's eyes doth share the glory a book cover is made
That in gold clasps locks in the golden story. beautiful by a beautiful tale
So shall you share all that he doth possess all his wealth and status
By having him, making yourself no less. marrying him

NURSE
No less? Nay, bigger. Women grow by men. get pregnant

LADY CAPULET
Speak briefly. Can you like of Paris' love?

JULIET
I'll look to like, if looking liking move, if looks will make me like him
But no more deep will I engage mine eye I won't look any deeper
Than your consent gives strength to make it fly. than you want me to

SERVANT [enters]
Madam, the guests are come. have come

LADY CAPULET
We follow thee. will follow

[Servant exits]

Juliet.

NURSE
Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. to make

[They exit]

SCENE 6

[A street, that night. ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO]

ROMEO
What shall this speech be spoke for our excuse? apology for intruding
Or shall we on without apology? go on into the party

BENVOLIO
Let them measure us by what they will. judge how they want
We'll measure them a measure and be gone. dance a dance

ROMEO
I am not for this ambling. dancing

MERCUTIO
Nay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance.

ROMEO
Not I, believe me. You have dancing shoes
With nimble soles. I have a soul of lead.

MERCUTIO
You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings in love
And soar with them above a common bound. leap/limit

ROMEO
I am too sore enpiercèd with his shaft wounded, arrow
To soar with his light feathers,
Under love's heavy burden do I sink.

MERCUTIO
And to sink in it, you burden love, you'd burden love by sinking in it
Too great oppression for a tender thing.

ROMEO
Is love a tender thing? It is too rough,
Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. quarrelsome

MERCUTIO
If love be rough with you, be rough with love!
Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. pricking you, (bawdy)

BENVOLIO
Come, knock and enter, and no sooner in, as soon as we're inside
But every man betake him to his legs. start dancing

ROMEO
I'll look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. party, bright (proverb)

MERCUTIO
If thou art Dun, we'll draw thee from the mire a horse named Dun, pull, mud
Of love, wherein thou stick'st up to the ears. Come, ho! pardon me, are stuck

ROMEO
And we mean well in going to this mask, masquerade party
But 'tis no wit to go. not wise

MERCUTIO

Why, may one ask?

ROMEO
I dreamt a dream tonight. last night

MERCUTIO

And so did I.

ROMEO
Well, what was yours?

MERCUTIO

That dreamers often lie! (pun)

ROMEO
In bed asleep, while they do dream things true!

MERCUTIO
O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you!

BENVOLIO
Queen Mab? What's she?

MERCUTIO
She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes
In shape no bigger than an agate-stone gem-stone
On the forefinger of an alderman, officer
Drawn with a team of little atomies pulled by, tiny creatures
Over men's noses as they lie asleep.

Her chariot is an empty hazelnut,
Her wagon-spokes made of long spinners' legs,
The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, canopy
The traces of the moonshine's watery beams, harnesses, moonbeams
And in this state she gallops night by night
Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;
O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees; right away
O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream, right away dream of kisses
Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues often, gives them blisters (herpes)
Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are. smell of sweet foods (bawdy)
Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,
And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,
Of breaches, ambuscadoes, and then anon crossing enemy lines, ambushes, soon
Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes, is startled
And being thus frighted swears a prayer or two
And sleeps again. This is that very
Hag, when maids lie on their backs,
That presses them and learns them first to bear, teaches, bear children (bawdy)
Making them women of good carriage.
This is she— {repeat}

ROMEO

Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace! Thou talk'st of nothing.

MERCUTIO

True, I talk of dreams,
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, born, foolish
Which is as thin of substance as the air
And more inconstant than the wind. changeable

BENVOLIO
This wind you talk of blows us from ourselves! plans
Supper is done, and we shall come too late!

ROMEO
I fear too early, for my mind misgives fears
Some consequence yet hanging in the stars still
Shall bitterly begin his fearful date
With this night's revels, and expire my term party, end the life
By some vile forfeit of untimely death. evil, early death
But He that hath the steerage of my course
Direct my sail!

BENVOLIO
On, lusty gentlemen! let's go, merry

[All exit]

SCENE 7

[Capulet house. SERVANTS, Musicians & Guests, LORD & LADY CAPULET, COUSIN CAPULET, NURSE, JULIET, TYBALT, and more Guests enter]

CAPULET
Welcome, gentlemen. Ah ha, my mistresses! ladies
Which of you all will now deny to dance? refuse
Welcome, gentlemen. I have seen the day that I could tell
A whispering tale in a fair lady's ear, such as would please. beautiful, delight her
You are welcome, gentlemen!

[ROMEO, MERCUTIO & BENVOLIO enter in masks]

ROMEO [seeing Juliet]
Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, before, deny it, eyes
For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.

TYBALT [aside]
What, dares a Montague come hither here
To fleer and scorn at our solemnity? sneer, festivity
Now, by the stock and honor of my kin, family
To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin! [starts to go]

CAPULET
Why, how now, nephew! Wherefore storm you so? hello, why so angry

TYBALT
Uncle, this is a Montague, our foe,
A villain that is hither come in spite came here, to spite and
To scorn at our solemnity this night! festivity

CAPULET
Young Romeo is it?

TYBALT

'Tis he.

CAPULET
Content thee. Let him alone. calm down
He bears him like a portly gentleman, behaves like, dignified
And, to say truth, Verona brags of him
To be a virtuous and well-governed youth. well-behaved
I would not for the wealth of all the town
Here in my house do him disparagement. disrespect him

TYBALT
I'll not endure him!

CAPULET

He shall be endured! I say, he shall! Go to! go away
You'll not endure him! God shall mend my soul! save my soul
You'll make a mutiny among my guests? riot

TYBALT
Why, uncle, 'tis a shame!

CAPULET
You must contrary me? you'll cross me
Go, be quiet, or for shame, I'll make you quiet!

ROMEO [taking Juliet's hand]
If I profane with my unworthy hand defile
This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

JULIET
Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this,
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, statues of saints
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. shaking hands, pilgrims'

ROMEO
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? pilgrims

JULIET
Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

ROMEO
O, then dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray: Grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. grant me a kiss, else

JULIET
Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. they do grant prayers

ROMEO
Then move not while my prayer's effect I take. [kisses her]
Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged. washed away

JULIET
Then have my lips the sin that they have took. my lips now have your sin

ROMEO
Sin from my lips? O, trespass sweetly urged! so sweetly you tell me I sinned
Give me my sin again. [kisses her] give back

JULIET

You kiss by th' book. properly

NURSE
Madam, your mother craves a word with you.

[Juliet goes]

ROMEO

[aside] Is she a Capulet?

BENVOLIO [comes to Romeo]
Away, be gone! The sport is at the best! let's go, party, its peak (proverb)

ROMEO
Ay, so I fear. The more is my unrest. uneasiness

[All start to exit but Juliet & Nurse]

JULIET
Nurse. What is yond gentleman? who is that

[aside] If he be married, my grave is like to be my wedding bed!

NURSE
His name is Romeo, and a Montague,
The only son of your great enemy!

JULIET
[aside] My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Prodigious birth of love it is to me, wonderful and ominous
That I must love a loathed enemy.

LADY CAPULET [offstage]

Juliet!

NURSE
Come, let's away. let's go

TYBALT [aside]
I will withdraw, but this intrusion shall, go
Now seeming sweet, convert to bitt'rest gall. okay, bitterness

[They exit]

SCENE 8

[Outside the Capulet house, same night. ROMEO]

ROMEO
Can I go forward when my heart is here? walk away
Turn back, dull earth, and find thy center out. weary body, follow your heart
[exits]

[BENVOLIO & MERCUTIO enter]

BENVOLIO
Romeo! My cousin Romeo! Romeo!

MERCUTIO

He is wise, and, on my life, hath stol'n him home to bed.

BENVOLIO
He ran this way and leaped this wall. garden fence

MERCUTIO
Romeo! Humors! Madman! Passion! Lover! moody one
Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh! form
Speak but one rhyme and I am satisfied.
Cry but "Ay me!" Pronounce but "love" and "dove".—
He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not.
The ape is dead, and I must conjure him.— monkey is playing dead
I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,
By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,
By her fine foot, straight leg, and quivering thigh,
That in thy likeness thou appear to us! flesh and blood

BENVOLIO
And if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him!

MERCUTIO
This cannot anger him. 'Twould anger him
To raise a spirit in his mistress' circle (bawdy)
Of some strange nature, letting it there stand
Till she had laid it and conjured it down. cast a spell and laid it down
That were some spite! My invocation would provoke him, spell
Is fair and honest. In his mistress' name,
I conjure only but to raise up him. (bawdy)

BENVOLIO
Come, he hath hid himself to be consorted with the night. commune
Blind is his love and best befits the dark.

MERCUTIO
If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. target
O, Romeo, that she were, O, that she were
An open-arse and thou a pop'rin pear! medlar, long pear
Romeo, good night.—I'll to my bed.
This is too cold for me to sleep.

BENVOLIO

'Tis in vain to seek him here that means not to be found. useless

[They exit]

SCENE 9

[Outside Juliet's balcony. ROMEO]

ROMEO
He jests at scars that never felt a wound. teases me for pains he's never felt

[JULIET enters at window]
But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? wait, that, shines
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, beautiful
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she. servant
Be not her maid, since she is envious,
It is my lady. O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were! if only she knew

JULIET

Ay me!

ROMEO

She speaks. O, speak again, bright angel,

JULIET
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? why must you be "Romeo"
Deny thy father and refuse thy name.
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, just swear to be my love
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy. only
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. you would still be yourself if
What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes owns
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, discard
And for that name, which is no part of thee, in exchange for
Take all myself. take all of me

ROMEO [to her]

I take thee at they word.
Call me but Love, and I'll be new baptized; re-baptized with a new name
Henceforth I never will be Romeo. from now on

JULIET
What man art thou?

ROMEO

By a name I know not how to tell thee who I am.
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,
Because it is an enemy to thee.

JULIET
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?

ROMEO
Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.

JULIET
How came'st thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? here, why
The walls are high and hard to climb,
And the place death, considering who thou art,
If any of my kinsmen find thee here. family

ROMEO
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls, fly over
For stony limits cannot hold love out,
And what love can do, that dares love attempt. love will do what it dares
Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me. family

JULIET
If they do see thee, they will murder thee!

ROMEO
Look thou but sweet, upon me sweetly
And I am proof against their enmity. armored, hostility

JULIET
I would not for the world they saw thee here. want them to see you here

ROMEO
I have night's cloak to hide me from their eyes,
And but thou love me, let them find me here. if you do not love me
My life were better ended by their hate
Than death proroguèd, wanting of thy love. postponed, without your love

JULIET
By whose direction found'st thou out this place?

ROMEO
By love, who first did prompt me to inquire. seek you
He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. advice

JULIET
Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek girlish, color
For that which thou hast heard me speak tonight.
Fain would I dwell on form; fain, fain deny gladly, follow formalities
What I have spoke. But farewell compliment! etiquette
Dost thou love me?

ROMEO
Lady—

JULIET

I know thou wilt say "Ay,"
And I will take thy word. Yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove false. O gentle Romeo,
If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully.

ROMEO
By yonder blessèd moon I swear— that

JULIET
O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, ever-changing
That monthly changes in her circled orb, orbit
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. unless, inconsistent

ROMEO
What shall I swear by?

JULIET

Do not swear at all.
Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,
Which is the god of my idolatry, and I'll believe thee. devotion

ROMEO

If my heart's dear love—

JULIET
Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won,
I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay stubborn, tell you no
So thou wilt woo; but else not for the world. pursue me, otherwise
In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, too affectionate
And therefore thou mayst think my b'havior light, I'm not serious
But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true faithful
Than those that have more coying. Therefore pardon me, who play hard-to-get
And not impute this yielding to light love, misinterpret, shallow/unchaste
Which the dark night hath so discoverèd.

ROMEO
My dearest—

JULIET
Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee, enjoy seeing you
I have no joy of this contract tonight. these vows
It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden,
Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
Ere one can say "It lightens." Sweet, good night! before, sweetheart
This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. become
Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest sleep
Come to thy heart as that within my breast! heart

ROMEO
O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?

JULIET
What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?

ROMEO
Th' exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.

JULIET
I gave thee mine before thou didst request it,
And yet I would it were to give again. I wish it were still mine

ROMEO
Wouldst thou withdraw it? For what purpose, love?

JULIET
But to be frank and give it thee again. just to be lavish
And yet I wish but for the thing I have.
My bounty is as boundless as the sea, gifts
My love as deep. The more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.

NURSE [inside]

Juliet!

JULIET
[to her] Anon, good Nurse! in a minute
[to him] Sweet Montague, be true.
Stay but a little; I will come again. [goes in] wait, just, back

ROMEO
O blessèd, blessèd night! I am afeard, afraid
Being in night, all this is but a dream,
Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. wonderfully, real

JULIET [comes out again]
Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.
If that thy bent of love be honorable, your intentions
Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow
And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay life
And follow thee my lord throughout the world. husband

NURSE [inside]
Madam!

JULIET
[to her] I come, anon!
[to him] But if thou mean'st not well,
I do beseech thee— beg

NURSE [inside]

Madam!

JULIET

[to her] By and by I come! soon
[to him] To cease thy suit and leave me to my grief. courtship

ROMEO

So thrive my soul— upon my soul

JULIET
A thousand times good night! [goes in]

ROMEO
A thousand times the worse to want thy light. without
Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books,
But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. reluctant

JULIET [comes out again]
Hist! Romeo, hist! psst, psst

ROMEO

My dear?

JULIET
I have forgot why I did call thee back.

ROMEO
Let me stand here till thou remember it.

JULIET
I shall forget, to have thee still stand there,
Remembering how I love thy company.

ROMEO
And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,
Forgetting any other home but this.

JULIET
'Tis almost morning. I would have thee gone,
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow
That I shall say good night till it be morrow. [exits] morning

SCENE 10

[St. Peter's Church, dawn. FRIAR LAWRENCE with basket]

FRIAR
The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,
Check'ring the eastern clouds with streaks of light,
O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies great, healing power
In plants, herbs, stones, and their true qualities. extracts

[examining a flower]
Within the infant rind of this weak flower frail
Poison hath residence and medicine power:
For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; makes you feel better
Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. kills you
For naught so vile that on the earth doth live nothing is so evil
But to the earth some special good doth give, humankind
Nor aught so good but, strained from that fair use, anything, that cannot be
Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse. abused for harm
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, becomes vice when misapplied
And vice sometimes by action dignified. can be good if the result is good

ROMEO [enter]
Good morrow, Father. morning

FRIAR

Benedicité! bless you
What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? hails
Young son, it argues a distempered head suggests, disturbed mind
So soon to bid good morrow to thy bed. leaving your bed so early
Or if not so, then here I hit it right:
Our Romeo hath not been in bed tonight. last night

ROMEO
That last is true. The sweeter rest was mine. I had an even sweeter rest

FRIAR
God pardon sin! Wast thou with Rosaline?

ROMEO
With Rosaline, my ghostly Father? No! spiritual
I have forgot that name and that name's woe.

FRIAR
That's my good son. But where hast thou been then?

ROMEO
I have been feasting with mine enemy,
Where on a sudden one hath wounded me suddenly
That's by me wounded. Both our remedies who I had wounded, cures
Within thy help and holy physic lies. spiritual remedy

FRIAR
Be plain, good son, and homely in thy drift. simple, speech
Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift. confessing in riddles, absolution

ROMEO
Then plainly know my heart's dear love is set
On the fair daughter of rich Capulet.
We met, we wooed and made exchange of vow,
I'll tell thee as we pass, but this I pray, walk
That thou consent to marry us today.

FRIAR
Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here!
Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear,
So soon forsaken? Young men's love then lies forgotten
Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

ROMEO
Thou chide'st me oft for loving Rosaline. scolded me often

FRIAR
For doting, not for loving, pupil mine.

ROMEO
And bade'st me bury love. told

FRIAR

Not in a grave to lay one in, another out to have. and take another out

ROMEO
I pray thee, chide me not. Her I love now please don't scold me, the girl
Doth grace for grace and love for love allow. returns my joy and love
The other did not so.

FRIAR

O, she knew well
Thy love did read by rote and could not spell. recite from memory, read
But come, young waverer, come, go with me.
In one respect I'll thy assistant be, for one reason I'll help you
For this alliance may so happy prove marriage
To turn your households' rancor to pure love. families' hatred

ROMEO
O, let us hence! I stand on sudden haste! go, I cannot wait

FRIAR
Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast.

[They exit]

SCENE 11

[A street, noon. BENVOLIO & MERCUTIO]

MERCUTIO
Where the devil should this Romeo be?
Came he not home tonight? last night

BENVOLIO
Not to his father's.

MERCUTIO
Ah, that same pale hard-hearted wench, that Rosaline,
Torments him so, that he will sure run mad.

BENVOLIO
Tybalt, hath sent a challenge. challenge to fight

MERCUTIO
Alas poor Romeo, he is already dead, stabbed with
a white wench's black eye, shot through the ear with woman's, stabbed
a love-song, the very pin of his heart cleft with bull's-eye, cut
the blind bow-boy's butt-shaft. And is he a man Cupid's arrow (bawdy pun)
to encounter Tybalt? fight

BENVOLIO
Why, what is Tybalt? what's so scary about Tybalt

MERCUTIO
More than Prince of Cats I can tell you. (a cat named Tybalt in a popular story)
O, he's the courageous captain of compliments. fencing etiquette
He fights as you sing prick-song, keeps time, harmony in a duet
distance, and proportion. He rests his minim rests, short
one, two, and the third in your bosom; the very thrust in your chest
butcher. Ah, the immortal passado! forward thrust
The punto reverso! The hay!— backhand, hit

BENVOLIO
The what?

[ROMEO enters]

BENVOLIO
Here comes Romeo.

MERCUTIO
Signor Romeo, bonjour!
There's a French salutation to your French slop. pants
You gave us the counterfeit fairly last night. a fake

ROMEO
Good morrow to you both. What counterfeit did I give you? day

MERCUTIO
The slip, sir, the slip. Can you not conceive? counterfeit money, follow me

ROMEO
Pardon, good Mercutio, my business was great, and important
in such a case as mine a man may strain courtesy. bend the rules of

MERCUTIO
Nay, I am the very pink of courtesy. perfect example

ROMEO
"Pink" for flower? pink like a flower

MERCUTIO
Sure wit! Thou hast most kindly hit it. good, now you got it
Come between us, good Benvolio. My wits faint. stop us, my wit is tired
Why, is not this better now than groaning for love? Now art well
thou sociable, now art thou Romeo, now art thou what thou
art, for this drivelling love is like a great natural stupid-talking, idiot
that runs lolling up and down with his tongue out
to hide his bauble in a hole! looking for a hole to hide his toy in

[NURSE enters]

NURSE
Good morrow, gentlemen. morning
I desire some conference with you. to speak

MERCUTIO
So ho! (a hunting call)
Romeo, will you come to your father's?
We'll to dinner thither. go to, there

ROMEO
I will follow you.

MERCUTIO
Farewell ancient lady, farewell.

[Mercutio & Benvolio exit]

NURSE
[to Romeo] Pray you, sir, a word.
My young lady bade me inquire you out. What she asked me to find you
bade me say, I will keep to myself. But first let me tell asked me to say
ye, if you should lead her into a fool's paradise, as they
say, it were a very gross kind of behavior, as they say,
For the gentlewoman is young, and therefore, if you
should deal double with her, truly it were an ill thing cheat on, horrible
and very weak dealing! mean trick

ROMEO
Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. give my regards
Bid her devise ask her to find
Some means to come to Friar Lawrence' cell this afternoon, some way, confession
And there she shall be married.

NURSE
This afternoon, sir? Well, she shall be there.
Now God in heaven bless thee!

ROMEO
Commend me to thy lady. my regards

NURSE
Ay, a thousand times.

[They exit]

SCENE 12

[Capulet house. JULIET]

JULIET
The clock struck nine when I did send the Nurse.
In half an hour she promised to return.
Perchance she cannot meet him. O, she is lame! perhaps, find, slow
Now is the sun upon the highmost hill highest point
Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve
Is three long hours, yet she is not come.
Had she affections and warm youthful blood, feelings
She would be as swift in motion as a ball.
My words would bandy her to my sweet love, toss
And his to me. toss her back to me
But old folks, many feign as they were dead, act like
Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead.

[NURSE enters]
O honey Nurse, what news? Hast thou met with him?

Now, good sweet Nurse—O Lord, why look'st thou sad?
Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily. if the news is sad, tell it merrily

NURSE
I am aweary, give me leave awhile. tired, leave me alone
Fie, how my bones ache! What a jaunt had I! oh, long trip

JULIET
I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news. wish
Nay, come, I pray thee, speak! Good, good Nurse, speak!

NURSE
Jesu, what haste! Can you not stay awhile? wait
Do you not see that I am out of breath?

JULIET
How art thou out of breath, when thou hast breath
To say to me that thou art out of breath?
The excuse that thou dost make in this delay
Is longer than the tale thou dost excuse. you aren't telling
Is thy news good, or bad? Answer to that!
Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance! wait for the details
Let me be satisfied: is't good or bad?

NURSE
Well, you have made a simple choice! You know not foolish
how to choose a man. Romeo? No, not he! Though
his face be better than any man's, yet his leg excels
all men's, and for a hand and a foot and a body,
though they be not to be talked on, yet they are nothing to talk about
past compare. He is not the flower of courtesy, beyond comparison, model
but I'll warrant him as gentle as a lamb. I bet he's

JULIET
But all this did I know before.
What says he of our marriage? What of that?

NURSE
Lord, how my head aches! What a head have I! headache
It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces. break
My back, o' th' other side! O, my back, my back!

JULIET
I' faith, I am sorry that thou art not well.
Sweet, sweet, sweet Nurse, tell me, what says my love?

NURSE
Your love says, like an honest gentleman, and a courteous,
and a kind, and a handsome, and, I warrant, a virtuous— I believe
Where is your mother?

JULIET
Where is my mother? How oddly thou repliest! what an odd reply
"Your love says, like an honest gentleman,
'Where is your mother?'"

NURSE

O God's lady dear! Are you so hot? impatient
Henceforward do your messages yourself. from now on

JULIET
Here's such a coil! Come, what says Romeo? such a fuss

NURSE
Have you got leave to go to church today? permission

JULIET
I have.

NURSE
Then hie you hence to Friar Lawrence' cell. hurry, away, chamber
There stays a husband to make you a wife! waits

JULIET
Hie to high fortune, honest Nurse. Farewell! bless you with good fortune

[They exit]

SCENE 13

[Church, afternoon. FRIAR weds ROMEO & JULIET]

FRIAR
So smile the heavens upon this holy act, may heaven smile
That after-hours with sorrow chide us not! and not give us sorrow later

These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, at their peak, gunpowder
Which, as they kiss, consume. The sweetest honey are used
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness, can make you sick in its
Therefore love moderately; long love doth so. that's how love lasts
God joined your hearts and I your hands; do then

Seal with a righteous kiss your faith in heaven.

[They kiss]

Now Holy Church incorporate two in one. join you two in marriage

[They exit]

SCENE 14

[A street. MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO]

BENVOLIO
I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire. let's go home
The day is hot, the Capulets abroad, are out
And if we meet we shall not 'scape a brawl, escape
For now these hot days is the mad blood stirring. hot days stir our temper

MERCUTIO
Come, come, thou art as hot a jack in thy mood as hot-tempered, man
any in Verona, and as soon moved to be moody,
and as soon moody to be moved. angered

Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of
meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as food, scrambled
an egg for quarreling. And yet thou wilt
tutor me from quarreling? lecture

[TYBALT & other Capulets enter]

BENVOLIO
By my head, here come the Capulets.

MERCUTIO
By my heel, I care not!

TYBALT
[to Capulets] Follow me close.
[to Benvolio & Mercutio]
Gentlemen, good day. A word with one of you.

MERCUTIO
And but one word with one of us? Couple it with
something: make it a word and a blow! something else

TYBALT
You shall find me apt enough to that, sir, happy
and you will give me occasion! if, a reason

MERCUTIO
Could you not take some occasion without giving? make your own reason

TYBALT
Mercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo— hang out with Romeo

MERCUTIO
Consort! What, dost thou make us minstrels? ensemble, musicians
And thou make minstrels of us, look to if
hear nothing but discords. Here's my disagreement/dissonance
fiddlestick! Here's that shall make you dance! (sword)
Zounds, consort! my god

BENVOLIO
Either withdraw unto some private place,
Or reason coldly of your grievances, calmly discuss your complaints
Or else depart! Here all eyes gaze on us.

MERCUTIO
Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze.
I will not budge for no man's pleasure, I! to please anyone

ROMEO [enters]
Mercutio!

TYBALT
Well, peace be with you, sir. Here comes my man.

Romeo! The hate I bear thee can afford I hate you so much
No better term than this: Thou art a villain! all I can say is this

ROMEO
Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee
Doth much excuse the appertaining rage rage you deserve
To such a greeting. Villain am I none. for
Therefore farewell. I see thou know'st me not.

TYBALT
Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries
That thou hast done me. Therefore turn and draw!

ROMEO
I do protest I never injured thee,
But love thee better than thou canst devise imagine
Till thou shalt know the reason of my love. until you learn
And so, good Capulet, which name I tender care for
As dearly as mine own, be satisfied.

MERCUTIO
O calm, dishonorable, vile submission! [draws his sword] what a
Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk? filthy cat, come here

TYBALT
What wouldst thou have with me?

MERCUTIO
Good King of Cats, nothing but one of your nine lives.

TYBALT
I am for you. [draws his sword] I am ready for you

[They fight]

ROMEO
Gentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage! stop
Tybalt! Mercutio! Hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio!
[draws and tries to disarm them]

[Tybalt stabs Mercutio]

MERCUTIO
A plague on both your houses! death to both your families

[Tybalt & Capulets exit]
Is he gone and hath nothing? without a scratch

BENVOLIO

What, art thou hurt?

MERCUTIO
Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch.

[aside] They have made worms' meat of me.

ROMEO
Courage, man, the hurt cannot be much.

MERCUTIO
No, 'tis not so deep, nor so wide,
but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for me
tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man.
A plague on both your houses! Why the devil
came you between us? I was hurt under your arm!

ROMEO
I thought all for the best.

MERCUTIO
A plague on both your houses! [dies]

ROMEO
My very friend, hath got his mortal wound fatal
In my behalf. Tybalt, that an hour for
Hath been my cousin! O sweet Juliet,
Thy beauty hath softened valor's steel!

Away to heav'n, respective lenity, respectful mercy
And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now! guide

This day's black fate on more days doth depend: will have consequences
This but begins the woe others must end.
Tybalt! {repeat}

[TYBALT re-enters]

ROMEO
Now, Tybalt, take the "villain" back again that insult
That late thou gave'st me, for Mercutio's soul lately
Is but a little way above our heads,
Staying for thine to keep him company! waiting for your soul
Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him! go with him to heaven

TYBALT
Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here, kept company with him here
Shalt with him hence! shall be with him from now on

ROMEO

This shall determine that!

[They fight. Romeo kills Tybalt]

BENVOLIO
Romeo, away, be gone!
Stand not amazed! The Prince will doom thee death dazed, sentence

ROMEO
O, I am Fortune's fool! fate's plaything

BENVOLIO

Why dost thou stay? Be gone, away! go away

[Romeo exits]

SCENE 15

[PRINCE & Attendants, LORD & LADY MONTAGUE, LORD & LADY CAPULET,
and Others enter]

PRINCE
Where are the vile beginners of this fray? fight

LADY CAPULET
Tybalt! O my brother's child!

PRINCE
Benvolio, who began this bloody fray?

BENVOLIO
Tybalt hit the life of stout Mercutio. brave

Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay.

LADY CAPULET
He is a Montague. Affection makes him false! lie
Prince, as thou art true, fair
For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague! take

BENVOLIO

Romeo he cries aloud, "Hold, friends! Friends, part!" And 'twixt them rushes, but rushes between them

Could not take truce with the unruly spleen calm down, temper
Of Tybalt, deaf to peace.

LADY CAPULET
I beg for justice, which thou, Prince, must give.
Romeo slew Tybalt. Romeo must not live!

PRINCE
Romeo slew him; he slew Mercutio.
Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe? Mercutio's

MONTAGUE
Not Romeo, Prince, he was Mercutio's friend.
His fault concludes but what the law should end: crime, only
The life of Tybalt.

PRINCE

And for that offence
Immediately we do exile him hence. banish him from Verona

CAPULET
Noble Prince—

PRINCE
I will be deaf to pleading and excuses.
Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses. buy your way out of this
Therefore use none! Let Romeo hence in haste, go away
Else, when he's found, that hour is his last!
Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. just causes more
Romeo is banished!

[All exit]

SCENE 16

[Juliet's bedroom. JULIET]

JULIET
Come, night. Come, Romeo. Come thou day in night.

And leap to these arms,

Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night,
Untalked-of and unseen. without being talked about
Lovers can see to do their amorous rites love making
By their own beauties. Or, if love be blind, by the light of
It best agrees with night. love likes night best
Come gentle night. Come loving black-browed night. black faced
Give me my Romeo, and when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heav'n so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun. gaudy
O, I have a love but not possessed it.

[NURSE enters]

NURSE
Alack the day!

JULIET
Ay me, what news? Now, Nurse, what news?

NURSE
He's gone, he's killed, he's dead!

JULIET
Can heaven be so envious? vicious

NURSE

Romeo can, though heaven cannot. O Romeo, Romeo!
Who ever would have thought it? Romeo!

JULIET
What devil art thou that dost torment me thus?
Hath Romeo slain himself?

NURSE
I saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes
—God save the mark—here on his manly breast. God save me
A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse, pitiful corpse

JULIET
O, break, my heart! Break at once!

NURSE
O Tybalt, Tybalt.
That ever I should live to see thee dead!

JULIET
Is Romeo slaughtered and is Tybalt dead?

NURSE
Tybalt is gone, and Romeo banishèd. banished from Verona
Romeo that killed him, he is banishèd.

JULIET
O God! Did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?

NURSE
It did, it did, alas the day, it did!

JULIET
O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face! disguised, lovely
Beautiful tyrant, fiend angelical!
Despisèd substance of divinest show! reality of heavenly appearance
Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st.
O, that deceit should dwell in such a gorgeous palace!

NURSE

There's no trust, no faith, no honesty in men. All perjured. liars
These griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old.
Shame come to Romeo! shame on Romeo

JULIET

Blistered be thy tongue
For such a wish! He was not born to shame!
Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit,
O, what a beast was I to chide at him! criticize

NURSE
Will you speak well of him that killed your cousin?

JULIET
Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband?
Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name husband
When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it?
But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? why
That villain cousin would have killed my husband.
Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring! back into my eyes
Your tributary drops belong to woe, stream of
Which you, mistaking, offer up to joy.
My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain,
And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband.
All this is comfort. Wherefore weep I then? why
"Tybalt is dead, and Romeo...banishèd." That "banishèd," that one word "banishèd"
There is no end, no limit, measure, bound, measurement, boundary
In that word's death. No words can that woe sound. in the death that brings,
Where are my father and my mother, Nurse? express that woe

NURSE
Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse. corpse
Will you go to them? I will bring you thither. there

JULIET
Wash they his wounds with tears? Mine shall be spent used up
When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment.
I'll to my wedding-bed,
And Death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead! will take my virginity

NURSE
I'll find Romeo to comfort you. I wot well where he is. know
Hark ye, your Romeo will be here at night. listen

JULIET
O, find him! Give this ring to my true knight, [hands her a ring]
And bid him come to take his last farewell.

[They exit]

SCENE 17

[Church, that night. FRIAR, ROMEO]

FRIAR
Romeo, come forth. Come forth, thou fearful man. come in
Affliction is enamored of thy parts, suffering is in love with you
And thou art wedded to calamity. married to misfortune

ROMEO
Banishment? Be merciful, say "death"!
For exile hath more terror in his look,
Much more than death! Do not say "banishment"!

FRIAR
Hence from Verona art thou banishèd. away
Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.

ROMEO
There is no world without Verona walls, outside
But purgatory, torture, hell itself!
Hence "banishèd" is "banish'd from the world," therefore, means
And world's exile is death! Then "banishèd" exile from the world means
Is death mis-termed. Calling death "banishèd," misnamed
Thou cutt'st my head off with a golden axe
And smile'st upon the stroke that murders me.

FRIAR
O deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness!
Thy fault our law calls death, but the kind Prince, crime is punishable by
Taking thy part, hath rushed aside the law taking your side, brushed
And turned that black word "death" to "banishment." This is dear mercy, and thou see'st it not.

ROMEO
'Tis torture, and not mercy! Heav'n is here
Where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog
And little mouse, every unworthy thing,
Live here in heaven and may look on her,
But Romeo may not; he is banishèd.
And say'st thou yet that exile is not death?
O how hast thou the heart, my friend professed, one who calls himself my friend
To mangle me with that word "banishèd"? tear me apart

FRIAR
Thou fond madman, hear me but speak a word. foolish

ROMEO
O, thou wilt speak again of banishment.

FRIAR
I'll give thee armor to keep off that word: protection
Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy, to comfort thee.

ROMEO
Hang up philosophy! damn
It helps not, it prevails not! Talk no more! it has no power

FRIAR
O, then I see that madmen have no ears.

ROMEO
How should they when that wise men have no eyes? why

FRIAR
Let me dispute with thee of thy estate. reason with you about your situation

ROMEO
Thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel!
Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love, and Juliet were your love
An hour but married, Tybalt murderèd,
Doting like me, and like me banishèd, in love like me
Then mightst thou speak.

[NURSE knocks at door]

FRIAR
Arise. Good Romeo, hide thyself. Thou wilt be taken!

[Knocking]
Run to my study!

[Knocking]

—I come, I come! Who knocks so hard?

NURSE [outside]
Let me come in, I come from Lady Juliet.

FRIAR [opens door]

Welcome then!

NURSE [enters]
O Holy Friar, O, tell me, Holy Friar,
Where is my lady's Romeo?

ROMEO
Nurse!

NURSE

Ah sir, ah sir! Death's the end of all. all of us

ROMEO
Spake'st thou of Juliet? How is it with her?
Doth she not think me an old murderer,
Where is she? And how doth she? And what says
My concealed lady to our cancelled love? secret bride about

NURSE
O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps,
And then on Romeo cries, and then down falls again. about

ROMEO
As if that name, Shot from the deadly level of a gun, my name, aim
Did murder her, as that name's cursèd hand
Murdered her kinsman! O, tell me, Friar, tell me,
In what vile part of this anatomy my body
Doth my name lodge? Tell me, that I may sack live, pillage
The hateful mansion! [tries to stab himself] hated place

FRIAR
Hold thy desperate hand! Art thou a man?
Thou hast amazed me! By my holy order,
I thought thy disposition better tempered. character, balanced
Hast thou slain Tybalt! Wilt thou slay thyself? so you've killed Tybalt
And slay thy lady that in thy life lives, wife who is one with your life
By doing damnèd hate upon thyself? committing suicide
What, rouse thee, man! Thy Juliet is alive, cheer up
For whose dear sake thou wert but lately dead. just now wished to be dead
There art thou happy! Tybalt would kill thee, you are fortunate
But thou slew'st Tybalt. There are thou happy! you are fortunate
The law that threatened death becomes thy friend
And turns it to exile. There art thou happy! you are fortunate
A pack of blessings lights up upon thy back; many blessings are on you
Happiness courts thee in her best array; good fortune, clothes
But, like a misbehaved and sullen wench, sulking girl
Thou pouts upon thy fortune and thy love.
Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. be careful, such people

NURSE
Here, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir. [hands him the ring]

ROMEO
How well my comfort is revived by this! spirit

FRIAR
Go, get thee to thy love, as was decreed, you planned
Ascend her chamber. Hence and comfort her. climb into her bedroom, go on
But look thou stay not till the break of day be sure
For then thou canst not pass to Mantua, leave
Where thou shalt live till we can find a time find the right time
To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends, announce, families
Beg pardon of the Prince, and call thee back
With twenty hundred thousand times more joy
Than thou went'st forth in lamentation. sorrow
[to Nurse] Go before, Nurse. Commend me to thy lady. ahead, my regards
Romeo is coming.

NURSE
[to Romeo] My lord, I'll tell my lady you will come!

ROMEO
Do so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. sweetheart, scold me

FRIAR
Go hence, and here stands all your state: all depends on this
Be gone by break of day. Sojourn in Mantua. by dawn leave in disguise, stay
And I shall signify from time to time bring messages
Every good hap to you that chances here. all good news, happens
Give me thy hand. 'Tis late. Farewell. Good night.

ROMEO
But that a joy past joy calls out on me, if it weren't for a joy beyond joys
It were a grief, so brief to part with thee. that calls me away, it would be
Farewell. sad to leave you in such hurry

[They exit]

SCENE 18

[Capulet house. LORD & LADY CAPULET, PARIS]

LADY CAPULET
'Tis very late. She'll not come down. come down from her room
Tonight she's mewed up to her heaviness. closed off in her sorrow

CAPULET
Things have fallen out, sir, so unluckily
That we have had no time to move our daughter. persuade
Look you, she loved her cousin Tybalt dearly,

LADY CAPULET
And so did I.

CAPULET

Well, we were born to die.

PARIS
These times of woe afford no time to woo. allow
Madam, good night. Commend me to your daughter. give my regards

LADY CAPULET
I will, and know her mind early tomorrow. I'll know what she thinks

CAPULET
Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender bold offer
Of my child's love. I think she will be ruled
In all respects by me. Nay, more, I doubt it not.
Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed, before
Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love, tell, son-in-law
And bid her—mark you me?—on Wednesday next— are you listening
But soft, what day is this? wait

PARIS

Tuesday, my lord.

CAPULET
Tuesday! Ah, ah. Well, Wednesday is too soon.
O' Thursday let it be. [to her] O' Thursday, tell her,
She shall be married to this noble sir!

LADY CAPULET
No, not o' Thursday. There is time enough. there's no rush

CAPULET
Tush, all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife. nonsense, I promise

[to him] Will you be ready? Do you like this haste? approve, speed
We'll keep no great ado, a friend or two, not have a big affair
For hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, listen, recently
It may be thought we held him carelessly thought little of him
If we revel much. celebrate
Therefore we'll have some half a dozen friends,
And there an end. But what say you to Thursday? that's all

PARIS
My lord, I would that Thursday were tomorrow! wish

CAPULET
Well get you gone. O' Thursday be it, then!
[to her] Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed, before
Prepare her, wife, against this wedding day. for
[to him] Farewell, my son.
Afore me, it is so very late that we oh my
May call it early by and by. Good night. soon

[They exit]

SCENE 19

[Juliet's bedroom, dawn. ROMEO & JULIET]

JULIET
Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day.
It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear. you heard
Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. that
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.

ROMEO
It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks streaks of light
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. pierce the clouds
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day stars, jolly
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

JULIET
Yon light is not daylight, I know it, I. that
It is some meteor that the sun exhaled,
To be to thee this night a torchbearer
And light thee on thy way to Mantua.
Therefore stay yet. Thou need'st not to be gone.

ROMEO
Let me be ta'en; let me be put to death. captured
I am content, so thou wilt have it so. if
I'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye; that grey light
'Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia's brow. reflection of the moon's face
Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat song rises to
The vaulty heav'n so high above our heads.
I have more care to stay than will to go. desire, willpower
Come death, and welcome; Juliet wills it so! wishes
How is't, my soul? Let's talk. It is not day. how are you, my love

JULIET [realizing it is late]
It is, it is! Hie hence, be gone, away! hurry away
It is the lark that sings so out of tune,
Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.
O, now be gone! More light and light it grows.

ROMEO
More light and light, more dark and dark our woes! the lighter it grows

NURSE [enters] the darker our woes
Madam!

JULIET
Nurse?

NURSE
Your lady mother is coming to your chamber! [exits] room

JULIET
Then, window, let day in, and let life out!

ROMEO
Farewell, farewell! One kiss, and I'll descend. [climbs down]

JULIET
Art thou gone so? Love, lord, ay, husband, friend!
I must hear from thee every day in the hour, and every hour
For in a minute there are many days.
O, by this count I shall be much in years very old
Ere I again behold my Romeo! before, see

ROMEO
Farewell! I will omit no opportunity miss no chance
That may convey my greetings, love, to thee. to send

JULIET
O think'st thou we shall ever meet again?

ROMEO
I doubt it not, and all these woes shall serve of these woes we'll
For sweet discourses in our time to come. talk and laugh years from now

JULIET
O God, I have an ill-divining soul! bad feeling
Methinks I see thee, now thou art below,
As one dead in the bottom of a tomb.

ROMEO
Adieu, adieu! [exits] farewell

JULIET
O Fortune, Fortune! All men call thee fickle. quick to change your mind
If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him what do you want with him
That is renowned for faith? Be fickle, Fortune, well known for faithfulness
For then I hope thou wilt not keep him long,
But send him back!

SCENE 20

LADY CAPULET [enters]

Ho, daughter, are you up? Why, how now, Juliet? how are you

JULIET

Madam, I am not well.

LADY CAPULET
Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? still
What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?
And if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live.
Therefore, have done. Some grief shows much of love, stop crying, a little
But much of grief shows still some want of wit. foolishness

JULIET
Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss. deep

LADY CAPULET
Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death,
As that the villain lives which slaughtered him. as because that villain

That Romeo.

JULIET
God pardon him. I do, with all my heart.
And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. anger me / my heart miss

LADY CAPULET
That is because the traitor murd'rer lives.

JULIET
Ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands. beyond

LADY CAPULET
We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not!
That he shall soon keep Tybalt company.
And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied.

JULIET
Indeed, I never shall be satisfied
With Romeo till I behold him...dead...is my poor heart.

LADY CAPULET
But now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl! news

Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child, caring
One who, to put thee from thy heaviness, end your sorrow
Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy has arranged
That thou expects not, nor I looked not for. expected

JULIET
Madam, what day is that?

LADY CAPULET
Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn, well, morning
The gallant, young and noble gentleman,
Sir Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,
Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride!

JULIET
Now, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too,
He shall not make me there a joyful bride!
I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam,
I will not marry yet! And, when I do, I swear,
It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,
Rather than Paris. These are news indeed!

LADY CAPULET
Here comes your father. Tell him so yourself,
And see how he will take it.

[CAPULET & NURSE enter]

CAPULET
How now, still in tears? Evermore showering? what's this, still
Have you delivered to her our decree? told her our decision

LADY CAPULET
Ay, sir, but she will none; she gives you thanks. she'll have none of it
I would the fool were married to her grave! wish

CAPULET
How! Will she none? Doth she not give us thanks? have none of it
Is she not proud? Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought happy, arranged
So worthy a gentleman to be her bridegroom?

JULIET
Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. I'm not happy that
Proud can I never be of what I hate.

CAPULET
What is this? "I thank you" and "I thank you not"
And yet "not proud"? Mistress minion you, spoiled hussy
Thank me no thankings, nor proud me no prouds,
But fettle your fine joints 'gainst Thursday next prepare your fine self for
To go with Paris to Saint Peter's Church,
Or I will drag thee thither! there

LADY CAPULET

Fie, fie. What, are you mad? shame on you

JULIET
Good father, I beseech you,
Hear me with patience but to speak a word.

CAPULET
Disobedient wretch!
I tell thee what: get thee to church o' Thursday,
Or never after look me in the face! look at me
Speak not, reply not, do not answer me! shut up, don't talk back
We scarce thought us blest thought ourselves blest
That God had lent us but this only child, given
But now I see this one is one too much,
And that we have a curse in having her.

NURSE
You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so! scold

CAPULET
Hold your tongue!

NURSE
I speak no treason— nothing disloyal

CAPULET

Peace, you mumbling fool!

LADY CAPULET

You are too hot! upset

CAPULET
God's bread! It makes me mad! To have a wretched damn it
puling fool, in her fortune's tender, whimpering, receiving good fortune
To answer "I'll not wed; I pray you pardon me!"
[to Juliet] I'll "pardon" you:
Graze where you will, you shall not house with me! go eat, stay in this house
I do not use to jest! Thursday is near. joke
If you be mine, I'll give you to my friend. if you're my daughter
If you be not, hang! Beg! Starve! Die in the streets! if you're not
For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee! you as my daughter
Trust to't. I'll not be forsworn! think on it, take back my words
[exits]

JULIET
O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! don't send me away
Delay this marriage for a month! A week!
Or if you do not, make the bridal bed
In that dim monument where Tybalt lies. tomb

LADY CAPULET
Talk not to me, for I'll not speak a word.
Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee. [exits] do what you will

JULIET
O God! O Nurse, how shall this be prevented?
My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven. alive, marriage vow sworn
How shall that faith return again to earth can I marry again
Unless that husband send it me from heaven by leaving earth? dying
What say'st thou? Hast thou not a word of joy?

NURSE

Faith, here it is. Romeo is banished.

I think it best you married with this Paris.
O, he's a lovely gentleman!
I think you are happy in this second match, fortunate, marriage
For it excels your first; or if it did not, is better than
Your first is dead, or 'twere as good he were as good as dead
As living here and you no use of him. on earth, never able to see you

JULIET
Speakest thou from thy heart?

NURSE
And from my soul too, else beshrew them both. curse

JULIET
Amen.

NURSE
What?

JULIET
Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much.
Go in and tell my lady I am gone, mother
Having displeased my father, to Lawrence' cell,
To make confession and to be absolved. forgiven

NURSE
Merry, I will; and this is wisely done. [exits]

JULIET
Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend! cursed old woman
To dispraise my lord with that same tongue criticize, husband
Which she hath praised him with above compare beyond comparison
So many thousand times? Go, counselor.
I'll to the Friar to know his remedy. If all else fail, myself have power to die. [exits] kill myself

SCENE 21

[Church, later that day. FRIAR & PARIS]

FRIAR
On Thursday, sir? The time is very short.

PARIS
My father Capulet will have it so, father-in-law

FRIAR
You say you do not know the lady's mind? thoughts on this
Uneven is the course. I like it not. this is too irregular

PARIS
Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, excessively
Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous considers
That she doth give her sorrow so much sway, let sorrow overwhelm her
And in his wisdom hastes our marriage hurries
To stop the inundation of her tears. flood

[JULIET enters]

Happily met, my lady and my wife!

JULIET
That may be, sir, when I may be a wife.

PARIS
That "may be" must be, love, on Thursday next. my love

JULIET
What must be shall be.

FRIAR

That's a certain text. that's true

PARIS
Come you to make confession to the Friar?

Do not deny to him that you love me.

JULIET
I will confess to you that I love him.

PARIS
So will you, I am sure, that you love me.

JULIET
[to Friar] Are you at leisure, Holy Father, now? free

FRIAR
My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now. I'm free now, troubled
[to him] Good sir, we must entreat the time alone. ask for

PARIS
God shield I should disturb devotion!— forbid, religious devotion
Juliet, early will I rouse you. wake you (with music)
Till then, adieu, and keep this holy kiss. [kisses her, exits]

JULIET
Tell me not, Friar, that thou hear'st of this,
Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it!

FRIAR
O Juliet, I already know thy grief. know the cause of your grief
It strains me past the compass of my wits. I'm at my wit's end

JULIET
If in thy wisdom thou canst give no help,
Do thou but call my resolution wise,
And with this I will help it presently! now
[threatens to stab herself]

FRIAR
Hold! stop

JULIET

Be not so long to speak! I long to die! speak now, I want to die

FRIAR
Hold, daughter! I do spy a kind of hope, stop, see
Which craves as desperate an execution requires, act
As that is desperate which we would prevent. this desperate act, want to
If, rather than to marry with this Paris,
Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself,
Then is it likely thou wilt undertake
A thing like death to chide away this shame, avoid
That cop'st with Death himself to 'scape from it; faces death, escape
And if thou dare'st, I'll give thee remedy. give you this remedy

JULIET
O, I will do it without fear or doubt,
To live an unstained wife to my sweet love. loyal

FRIAR
Hold, then. Go home, be merry. Give consent wait, agree
To marry Paris.
Tonight, take thou this vial, being then in bed, little bottle, once you're in bed
And this distilling liquor drink thou off. drink all the liquid
When presently through all thy veins shall run soon
A cold and drowsy humor, for no pulse fluid
Shall keep his native progress, but surcease. keep beating, stop
No warmth, no breath shall testify thou live'st. show you're alive
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade rosiness
To paly ashes. Thy eyes' windows fall pale grey, eyelids will close
Like Death when he shuts up the day of life. closes
Each part, deprived of supple government, part of you, unable to move
Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death. rigid

Now, when the bridegroom in the morning comes Paris
To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead. to wake you
Then, thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault carried, tomb
Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie. family

And in this borrowed likeness of shrunk death death-like appearance
Thou shalt continue four and twenty hours,
And then awake as from a pleasant sleep. In the meantime,
Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift plan
And hither shall he come, and here
watch thy waking, and that very night watch you wake
Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua. take you away
And this shall free thee from this present shame,
If no inconstant fear abate thy valor. interfere with, courage

JULIET
O, tell not me of fear!

FRIAR [gives her the vial]
Get you gone. Be strong and prosperous
In this resolve. I'll send to Mantua my letters to thy lord. determined, husband

JULIET
Love give me strength, and strength shall help afford! give me help
Farewell, dear Father!

[They exit]

SCENE 22

[Juliet's bedroom, that night. JULIET & NURSE]

JULIET
Gentle Nurse, I pray thee, leave me to myself tonight, leave me alone
For I have need of many orisons prayers
To move the heavens to smile upon my state, encourage, situation
Which, well thou know'st, is cross and full of sin. conflicted

LADY CAPULET [enters]
What, are you busy, ho? Need you my help?

JULIET
No, madam. We have culled such necessaries picked out everything
As are behoveful for our state tomorrow. as needed for the ceremony
So please you, let me now be left alone.

LADY CAPULET

Good night. Get thee to bed and rest, for thou hast need.

[They exit]

JULIET
Farewell. God knows when we shall meet again.
My dismal scene I needs must act alone. Come, vial. dreadful
What if this mixture do not work at all?
Shall I be married then tomorrow morning?
No, no, this shall forbid it.

[takes a dagger and puts it by the bed]
How if, when I am laid into the tomb,
I wake before the time that Romeo come to redeem me? get me
Shall I not then be stifled in the vault, suffocated, tomb
To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in, fresh
And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? before
Or if I live, is it not very like isn't it likely
The horrible conceit of death and night, thoughts
Together with the terror of the place where as they say,
At some hours in the night spirits resort, shall I not be distraught? haunt, mad

O look! Methinks I see my cousin's ghost I think
Seeking out Romeo. Stay, Tybalt, stay! stop
Romeo, I come! I drink to thee.
[She drinks then falls in bed within the curtains]

SCENE 23

[Blackout: NURSE discovers JULIET in the morning]

NURSE
Mistress! What, mistress! [cries in horror] Juliet!

[Lights up on Church. FRIAR delivers JULIET's eulogy to

LORD & LADY CAPULET, NURSE, PARIS, and Guests]

FRIAR
Death lies on her like an untimely frost unseasonably late
Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.

The night before her wedding day hath Death lain with her. slept

Then love-devouring death do what he dare.

Flower as she was, deflowered by him. beautiful, her virginity taken
Our daughter he hath wedded. Heaven and yourself
Had part in this fair maid. Now heav'n hath all, both had part, all of her
Your part in her you could not keep from death,
But heaven keeps his part in eternal life.

[They exit]

SCENE 24

[Mantua, that afternoon. ROMEO]

ROMEO
If I may trust the flattering truth of sleep, believe what good dreams say
My dreams presage some joyful news at hand. predict, soon
And all this day an unaccustomed spirit unusually good mood
Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
I dreamt my lady came and found me dead,
And breathed such life with kisses in my lips on
That I revived and was an emperor.
Ah me! How sweet is love itself possessed the love you have in reality
When but love's shadows are so rich in joy! even just love's dreams

[BENVOLIO enters]
News from Verona!—How now, Benvolio! hello
Dost thou not bring me letters from the Friar?
How doth my lady? Is my father well?
How fares my Juliet? That I ask again, how is
For nothing can be ill if she be well. bad, good

BENVOLIO
Then she is well and nothing can be ill. she's in heaven (an expression)
Her body sleeps in Capel's monument, the Capulet tomb
And her immortal part with angels lives. soul

ROMEO
Is it e'en so? Then I defy you, stars! is it really so, fate
[aside] Well, Juliet, I will lie with thee tonight.

BENVOLIO
I do beseech you, coz, have patience!

ROMEO
Leave me!

BENVOLIO
Your looks are pale and wild, and do import suggest
Some misadventure. something bad will happen

ROMEO

Tush, thou art deceived! nonsense
Hast thou no letters to me from the Friar?

BENVOLIO
No.

ROMEO

No matter. Get thee gone,
So shalt thou show me friendship. that's how
Live and be prosperous, and farewell, dear cousin. [exits]

BENVOLIO
Romeo! [exits after]

SCENE 25

[Church. FRIAR]

JOHN [enters]
Holy Friar!

FRIAR
Welcome from Mantua! What says Romeo?
Or if his mind be writ, give me his letter. if he wrote

JOHN
I could not send it, nor get a messenger to bring it.
[hands him the letter]

FRIAR
Unhappy fortune! Romeo terrible fortune

Hath had no notice of these accidents. events

The letter was of dear import, and the neglecting it much importance
May do much danger!

Within three hours will fair Juliet wake.

Fear comes upon me.
O, much I fear some ill unthrifty thing. evil

But I will write again to Mantua,
Poor living corse, closed in a dead man's tomb! corpse, locked

[They exit]

SCENE 26

[Outside apothecary shop in Verona, that night. ROMEO]

ROMEO
What, ho! Apothec'ry!

APOTHECARY

[enters] Who calls so loud?

ROMEO
Let me have a dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear some, fast-acting stuff
As will disperse itself through all the veins
That the life-weary taker may fall dead the one taking their life

APOTHECARY
Such mortal drugs I have, but Verona's law deadly
Is death to any he that utters them. sentences death, sells

ROMEO
Art thou so bare and full of wretchedness, and fear'st to die? poor
The world is not thy friend, nor the world's law.
The world affords no law to make thee rich. offers
Then be not poor, but break it, and take this! [Offers money] break the law

APOTHECARY
My poverty, but not my will, consents. conscience, agrees

ROMEO
I pay thy poverty and not thy will. conscience

APOTHECARY [offers poison]
Drink it off, and if you had the strength
Of twenty men, it would dispatch you straight. kill you immediately

ROMEO [hands him the money]
There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls,
Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell. mixtures
I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none.
[aside] Come, cordial and not poison, go with me medicine
To Juliet's grave, for there must I use thee.

[Two GUARDS enter]

1st GUARD

What cursèd foot wanders this way?

2nd GUARD
This is that banish'd Montague
[to Romeo] What, ho! Stop!
Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee! arrest
Obey, and go with me, for thou must die!

ROMEO
I must indeed, and therefore came I hither. that's why I came here
Tempt not a desperate man!
Put not another sin upon my head by urging me to fury! pushing
For I come hither armed against myself.

2nd GUARD
We do defy thy commination, threats
And apprehend thee for a felon here. arrest, criminal

[They fight. APOTHECARY flees. ROMEO escapes]

1st GUARD
Which way?

2nd GUARD
Search about the churchyard. Whoe'er you find attach. arrest

[They exit]

SCENE 27

[Capulet tomb. JULIET in tomb]

ROMEO [enters]
O here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes
This vault a feasting presence full of light. festive hall
My love! My wife! Forgive me, dear Juliet.

Thou art not conquered. Beauty's ensign yet sign
Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, red
And death's pale flag is not advancèd there. raised
Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe beautiful
That unsubstantial Death is amorous, bodiless Death is your lover
And that the lean abhorrèd monster keeps horrible
Thee here in dark to be his paramour? I will stay with thee, mistress
And never from this palace of dim night
Depart again. Here will I set up my everlasting rest,
And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars shake off the burden of cruel fate
From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last. body, for the last time
Arms, take your last embrace. And lips, O, you
The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss pure
A dateless bargain to engrossing Death. [kisses her] eternal contract, all-possessing
Come, bitter conduct. escort (poison)
Here's to my love! [drinks, kisses her]

JULIET [wakes]
Romeo?

ROMEO

Thus with a kiss I die. [dies]

JULIET
Romeo! What's here? Poison.
Drunk all, and left no friendly drop
To help me after? I will kiss thy lips. follow after you
Haply some poison yet doth hang on them perhaps
To make me die. [kisses him]
[finding Romeo's dagger] O, happy dagger! how fortunate: a dagger
This is thy sheath! [kills herself] my heart

SCENE 28

[Dawn. PRINCE, LORD & LADY MONTAGUE, LORD & LADY CAPULET,

FRIAR, NURSE, BENVOLIO, and Others enter]

PRINCE
Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!
See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, curse
That heav'n finds means to kill your joys with love! a way, children
And I for winking at your discords too disregarding your fighting
Have lost a brace of kinsmen! All are punished! two of my

CHORUS
A glooming peace this morning with it brings.
The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head. face
Go hence to have more talk of these sad things. go on
Some shall be pardoned, and some punishèd.
For never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.

[End]

DMU Timestamp: November 01, 2014 00:31