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Enter Lady CAPULET.

La. Cap. What, are you busy do you need my help? Jul. No, madam; we have cull'd such necessaries As are behoveful for our state to-morrow : So please you, let me now be left alone, And let the nurse this night sit up with you; For, I am sure, you have your hands full all, In this so sudden business. La. Cap. Good night! Get thee to bed, and rest; for thou hast need. [Ereunt 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;— Nurse !—What should she do here : My dismal scene I needs must act alone.— Come, phial.— What if this mixture do not work at all 2 Must I of force be married to the county — No, no;—this shall forbid it:—lie thou there.— - [Laying down a Dagger. What if it be a poison, which the friar Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead; Lest 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 so 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 stifled in the vault,
To whose foul mouth no healthsome 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 fest'ring in his shroud; where, as they say,
At some hours in the night spirits resort;-
Alack, alack is it not like, that I, -
So early waking, what with loathsome smells;
And shrieks 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 2
And madly play with my forefathers' joints :
And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud:
And, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone,
As with a club, dash out my desperate brains?
O, look 1 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.

* The fabulous accounts of the plant called a mandrake give it a degree of animal life, and when it is torn from the ground it groans, which is fatal to him that pulls it up. - * Distracted,

Capulet's Hall.
Enter Lady CAPULET and Nurse.

La. Cap. Hold, take these keys, and fetch more spices, nurse. Nurse. They call for dates and quinces in the pastry?


Cap. Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath crow’d, The curfeu bell hath wrung, 'tis three o'clock:— Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica: Spare not for cost. Nurse. Go, go, you cot-quean, go, Get you to bed; 'faith, you'll be sick to-morrow For this night's watching. Cap. No, not a whit; What! I have watch'd ere In OW All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick. La. Cap. Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt * in your time; But I will watch you from such watching now. [Escunt Lady CAPu LET and Nurse. Cap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood —Now, fellow, What's there 2

Enter Servants, with Spits, Logs, and Baskets.

I Serv. Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what.

* The room where pies were made. * Mouse was a term of endearment to a woman.

Cap. Make haste, make haste. [Erit 1 Serv.]—Sirrah, fetch drier logs;

Call Peter, he will show thee where they are.

2 Serv. I have a head, sir, that will find out logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter. [Erit.

Cap. 'Mass, and well said; A merry whoreson' ha, Thou shalt be logger-head.—Good faith, 'tis day: The county will be here with musick straight,

[Musick within.

For so he said he would. I hear him near:—
Nurse!—Wife!—what, ho!—what, nurse, I say!

Enter Nurse.

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

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Nurse. O lamentable day! La. Cap. What is the matter 3 Nurse. Look, look! O heavy day!

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Cap. For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is come. Nurse. She's dead, deceas'd, she's dead; alack the day ! La. Cap. Alack the day ! she's dead, she's dead, she's dead. Cap. Ha! let me see her —Out, alas! she's cold, Her blood is settled; and her joints are stiff; Life and these lips have long been separated : Death lies on her, like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.

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