And in this borrowed likeness of fhrunk death
Thou shalt continue two and forty hours,
And then awake as from a pleafant fleep.

Now when the bridegroom in the morning comes
To roufe thee from thy bed, there art thou dead:
Then as the manner of our country is,
In thy best robes uncover'd on the bier,
Be borne to burial in thy kindreds grave:
Thou shalt be born to that fame ancient vault,
Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie.
In the mean time, against thou fhalt awake,
Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift,
And hither fhall he come; and he and I
Will watch thy waking, and that very night
Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua;
And this fhall free thee from this prefent fhame,
If no unconftant toy, nor womanish fear,
Abate thy valour in the acting it.

Jul. Give me, oh give me, tell me not of fear.

[Taking the phial. Fri. Hold, get you gone, be ftrong and profperous In this refolve; I'll fend a friar with speed

To Mantua, with my letters to thy Lord.

Jul. Love, give me ftrength, and ftrength fhall help

afford.

Farewel, dear father!

SCENE II.

[Exeunt.

Changes to Capulet's house.

Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, Nurfe, and two or three

Servants.

Cap. So many guests invite, as here are writ;
Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks, *
We shall be much unfurnish'd for this time :
What, is my daughter gone to Friar Lawrence ?

twenty cunning cooks.

Ser. You shall have none ill, Sir; for I'll try if they can lick their fingers.

Cap. How canft thou try them fo?

Ser. Marry, Sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers: therefore he that cannot lick his fingers, goes not with me.

Cap. Go, be gone.

We fhall be much, &c.

Nurfe. Ay, forfooth.

Cap. Well, he may chance to do fome good on her : A peevish felf-will'd harlotry it is.

Enter Juliet.

Nurfe. See where fhe comes from fhrift with merry look.

Cap. How now, my head ftrong? where have you. been gadding?

Jul. Where I have learn'd me to repent the fin
Of difobedient oppofition

To you and your behefts; and am injoin'd
By holy Lawrence to fall proftrate here,
And beg your pardon. Pardon, I beseech you!
Henceforward I am ever rul'd by you.

Cap. Send for the County, go tell him of this;
I'll have this knot knit up to-morrow morning.
Jul. I met the youthful Lord at Lawrence cell,
And gave him what becoming love I might,
Not Repping o'er the bounds of modesty,

Cap. Why, I am glad on't; this is well, ftand up;
This is as't fhould be; let me fee the County:
Ay, marry, go, I fay, and fetch him hither.
Now, afore God, this reverend holy Friar,
All our whole city is much bound to him.
Jul. Nurfe, will you go with me into my closet,
To help me fort fuch needful ornaments

As you

think fit to furnith me to ntorrow?

La. Cap. No, not till Thurfday, there is time enough.. Cap. Go, nurfe, go with her; we'll to church to-[Exeunt Juliet and Nurfe.. La. Cap. We fhall be fhort in our provision;

morrow.

'Tis now near night.

Cap. Tuh, I will stir about,

And all things fhall be well, I warrant thee, wife:

Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her,

I'll not to bed to-night, let me alone:
I'll play the housewife for this once.

What, ho!

They are all forth; well, I will walk my myfelf
To County Paris, to prepare him up

Against to morrow, My heart's wondrous light..

Since this fame wayward girl is so reclaim'd.

[Exeunt Capulet and Lady Capulet.

SCENE III.

Changes to Juliet's chamber.

Enter Juliet and Nurfe.

Jul. Ay, thofe attires are beft; but, gentle nurse, I pray thee leave me to myself to night :

For I have need of many oritons

To move the heav'ns to fmile upon my state,
Which, well thou know'ft, is crofs and full of fin.
Enter Lady Capulet.

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

So please you, let me now be left alone,

And let the nurse this night fit up with you;

For I am fure you have your hands full all,`

In this fo fudden business,

La. Cap. Good night,

Get thee to bed and relt, for thou haft need. [Exeunt.

Jul. Farewel

again!

-God knows when we fhall meet

I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins,
That almoft freezes up the heat of lite.
I'll call them back again to comfort me.
Nurfewhat fhould fhe do here?

My difmal Icene I needs must act alone:

Come, phial-What if this mixture do not work at all?
Shall I of force be marry'd to the Count?

No, no, this fhall forbid it; lie thou there

[Pointing to a dagger.

• What if it be a poison which the Friar

Subtly hath miniftred, to have me dead,

Left in this marriage he fhould be dishonour'd,
Because he married me before to Romeo?

I fear it is; and yet methinks it should not,
For he hath ftill been tried a holy man
How, if, when I am laid into the tomb,
I wake before the time that Romeo

• Comes to redeem me? there's a fearful point!:

Shall I not then be stifled in the vault,

10 whofe foul mouth no healthfome air breathes in,, And there be 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 fett'ring in his fhroud; where, as they fay,,
•At some hours in the night fpirits refort--)
Alas, alas! is it not like that I

So early waking, what with lothsome smells, And fhrieks, like mandrakes torn out of the earth, That living mortals, hearing them, run mad. • Or, if I wake, fhall I not be distraught, (Invironed with all these hideous fears), And inadly play with my forefathers' joints, And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his fhroud? And in this rage, with fome great kinfinan's bone,, As with a club, dash out my defp'rate brains? O look! methinks I fee my coutin's ghost

-Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body
Upon a rapier's point.--Stay, Tybalt, ftay!
Romeo, I come! this I do drink to thee.

[She throws herself on the bed..

S CENE IV. Changes to Capulet's ball.
Enter Lady Capulet and Nurfe.

La. Cap. Hold, take thefe keys, and fetch more fpices, nurse.

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

Cap. Come, ftir, ftir, ftir, the fecond cock hatha The curfeu bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock: [crow'd,, Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica.

Spare not for cost.

Nurfe. Go, go, you cot-quean, go;

Get you to bed; 'faith, you'll be fick to morrow'>

For this night's watching

Cap. No, not a whit: what! I have watch'd ere now All night for a lefs cause, and ne'er been fick.

La. Cap. Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time:

But I will watch you, from fuch watching, now.

[Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse.

Cap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood

Now, fellow, what's there?

Enter three or four with fpits, and logs, and baskets.

Ser. Things for the cook, Sir, but I know not what. Cap. Make hafte, make haste; firrah, fetch drier logs; Call Peter, he will shew thee where they are.

Ser I have a head, Sir, that with find out logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter.

Cap. 'Mafs, and well faid, a merry whorefon, ha ! Thou shalt be logger-head Good faith 'tis day.

[Play mufic. The County will be here with music straight, For fo he faid he would. I hear him near. Nurfe, wife, what, ho! what, nurfe, I fay?: Enter Nurfe

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

Make halte, I fay. [Exeunt Capulet and Nurfe, feverally...

s. C E NA E- V.

Changes to Juliet's chamber, Juliet on a bed.
Re-enter Nurse.

Nurfe. Miftrefs,-what, miftrefs! Juliet-Faft, is
warrant her,

Why, lamb-why, lady-Fie, you flug-a-bed-
Why, love, I fay-Madam,
-Madam, fweet-heart-why,

bride

What, not a word! you take your pennyworths now;
Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant,
The County Paris hath fet up his rest,