Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, NURSE, and two or three
CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and the NURSE enter,
along with two or three SERVINGMEN
CAPULET (gives paper to FIRST SERVINGMAN) So many guests invite as here are writ.
CAPULET (giving a paper to the FIRST
SERVINGMAN) Invite all the guests written on this
Exit FIRST SERVINGMAN
The FIRST SERVINGMAN exits.
(to SECOND SERVINGMAN) Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.
(to SECOND SERVINGMAN) Go hire twenty skilled cooks.
You shall have none ill, sir, for I’ll try if they can lick
I won’t hire any bad cooks. I’ll test them by making
them lick their fingers.
How canst thou try them so?
How does that work?
Marry, sir, ’tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own
fingers. Therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with me.
Well, sir, it’s a bad cook who refuses to lick his own
fingers. So I won’t hire any cooks who won’t lick their own fingers.
Go, be gone.
Exit SECOND SERVINGMAN
The SECOND SERVINGMAN exits.
We shall be much unfurnished for this time.
What, is my daughter gone to Friar Lawrence?
We’re not going to be prepared for this wedding
celebration. (to the NURSE)
Has my daughter gone to see Friar Lawrence?
Yes, that’s the truth.
Well, he may chance to do some good on her.
A peevish self-willed harlotry it is.
Well, there’s a chance he may do her some good. She’s a
stubborn good-for-nothing little wench.
See where she comes from shrift with merry look.
Look, she’s back from confession looking happier.
How now, my headstrong? Where have you been gadding?
How are you, my headstrong daughter? Where have you
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Where I have learned me to repent the sin
Of disobedient opposition
To you and your behests, and am enjoined
By holy Lawrence to fall prostrate here
To beg your pardon. (falls to her knees)
Pardon, I beseech you!
Henceforward I am ever ruled by you.
Where I learned to repent for the sin of being
disobedient to my father and his commands. I am instructed by holy Father
Lawrence to kneel down and beg your forgiveness. (she
kneels) Forgive me, I beg you. From now on I’ll do what you tell me
Send for the county. Go tell him of this.
I’ll have this knot knit up tomorrow morning.
Send for the Count. Tell him about this. We’ll move the
wedding to tomorrow morning.
* * *
I met the youthful lord at Lawrence’ cell,
And gave him what becomèd love I might,
Not stepping o’er the bounds of modesty.
I met the youthful lord at Lawrence’s cell. I treated
him with the proper love, without breaking the proper rules of modesty.
Why, I am glad on ’t. This is well. Stand up.
I’m glad! This is good. Stand up.
JULIET stands up
JULIET stands up.
* * *
This is as ’t should be.—Let me see the county.
Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither.—
Now, afore God, this reverend holy friar!
Our whole city is much bound to him.
This is how it should be. I want to see the count. Yes,
okay, go, I say, and bring him here. Now, I swear before God, our whole city
owes a great deal to this friar.
Nurse, will you go with me into my closet
To help me sort such needful ornaments
As you think fit to furnish me tomorrow?
Nurse, will you come with me to my room and help me
pick out the clothes and jewelry that I should wear tomorrow?
No, not till Thursday. There is time enough.
No, not until Thursday. There’s enough time.
Go, Nurse. Go with her. We’ll to church tomorrow.
Go, Nurse. Go with her. We’ll go to the church and have
the wedding tomorrow.
Exeunt JULIET and NURSE
JULIET and the NURSE exit.
We shall be short in our provision.
‘Tis now near night.
We won’t have enough food or drink for the party. It’s
almost night already.
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Tush, 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 tonight. Let me alone.
I’ll play the housewife for this once.
Nonsense, I’ll get to work and everything will work out
well, I promise, wife. Go to Juliet and help to dress her. I’m not going to
go to bed tonight. Leave me alone. I’ll act as the housewife for once.
LADY CAPULET exits.
LADY CAPULET exits
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They are all forth?—Well, I will walk myself
To County Paris, to prepare him up
Against tomorrow. My heart is wondrous light
Since this same wayward girl is so reclaimed.
What? They’re all gone? Well, I’ll walk by myself to
Count Paris to prepare him for tomorrow. My heart is wonderfully glad that
this rebellious girl has now returned to her proper place.