will she none? ROMEO. Stop your weeping. LADY CAPULETMarry, my child, early next Thursday mornThe gallant, young, and noble gentleman,The County Paris, at Saint Peters ChurchShall happily make thee there a joyful bride. That is renowned for faith? Go away then, Nurse, and take your advice with you! dmaMa, if uoy can ndif a amn to vedelir teh noipos, llI xmi it semlyf so taht meooR lilw lsepe eqiytul snoo rtfea he dirnsk it. Theres no chance that he would ever come back to challenge you if you get married. Juliet wills it. Youve successfully purchased a group discount. But enough talk about death and vengeance. Comfort me. An eagle does not have eyes as green, quick, or beautiful as Paris does. Therefore stay yet. Ay, sir, but she will none, she gives you thanks. How now? Youre leaving? I cant be proud of what I hate. Oh, I hate to hear his name and not be able to go after him! Ere he, that should be husband, comes to woo. Your group members can use the joining link below to redeem their group membership. Out, you green sickness, carrion! It is not yet near day. Damned old lady! Hie hence! Eat wherever you want, except in my house. Like the sea, your eyes ebb and flow with tears. In fact, Ill never be satisfied with Romeo until I see himdead is the way my poor heart feels when I think of my poor cousin. Some grief shows much of love' But much of grief shows still some want of wit. Subscribe now. The Nurse disagrees. Detailed quotes explanations with page numbers for every important quote on the site. Dleya isth mgaairre rfo a tonhm, or a eewk. That is because the traitor murderer lives. And then, I hope, youll be satisfied. Art thou gone so, love, lord? Id rather stay than go. If all else fail, myself have power to die. One kiss, and Ill descend. How can you say proud and I thank you and no thank you and not proud?. Do as you please, because Im done with you. It makes me mad. Evermore weeping for your cousins death? esaePl, sxcuee me. Tell him so yourself. Out, you baggage! Lets talk. nevE if its nto etertb, yrou stirf iaaregrm is veor. Romeo quickly leaves Juliets room in the morning despite her protestations. What is this? 14. Hunting thee hence with hunt's-up to the day. Lady Capulet. JULIETYet let me weep for such a feeling loss. It is not yet near day. Seom iknd of utfanion? ieGv me mrftoco. And even if he didnt, your first husband is dead, or as good as dead, since Romeo doesnt live here and you dont get to enjoy him. Oh, now I would they had changed voices too, Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray, Hunting thee hence with hunts-up to the day. Now, by Saint Peters Church and Peter too. Thursday is soon. JULIETIs there no pity sitting in the cloudsThat sees into the bottom of my grief?O sweet my mother, cast me not away. Or is she up eyvr elyar? Comfort me; counsel me. 220Alack, alack, that heaven should practice stratagemsUpon so soft a subject as myself.What sayst thou? Mistress minion you, Thank me no thankings, nor proud me no prouds, But fettle your fine joints gainst Thursday next To go with Paris to Saint Peters Church, Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither. it is not yet near day: It was the nightingale, and not the lark. Get going, be gone, go away! Go in and tell my lady I am gone, Having displeased my father, to Lawrence' cell 245 To make confession and to be absolved. Heres what I think. JULIETO, thinkst thou we shall ever meet again? Oh, I hate to hear his name and not be able to go after him! Believe me, my love, it was the nightingale. And if all else fails, I have the power to take my own life. Is she not proud? Good prudence. When the sun sets the air doth drizzle dew. for a customized plan. I tell thee what: get thee to church o Thursday, My fingers itch.Wife, we scarce thought us blest. I must leave in order to live. PDF downloads of all 1715 LitCharts literature guides, and of every new one we publish. I beg you, tell my father, madam, I wont marry yet. Ill say yon grey is not the mornings eye. What is this? Ill say the grayness over there is not the coming morning. all men call thee fickle: What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither? ROMEO and JULIET enter on the balcony above the stage. If uyo tond act klie my ahetgrud, you cna gbe, atresv, and ied in the etrstes. Each night the nightingale sings on that pomegranate tree. NURSE Marry, I will, and this is wisely done. thasW the ewns? God in heaven bless her!You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so. Madam, if you could find out but a man To bear a poison, I would temper it, That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof, Soon sleep in quiet. I think it best you married with the county. When the sun sets the air doth drizzle dew, But for the sunset of my brothers son It rains downright. oGod hetfar, Im gngbegi oyu on my eksen, be eintatp nad snilet to me ysa sjut eon hignt. Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat. Proud, and I thank you, and I thank you not,. Weeping like this will make you feel the loss, but wont help you feel the friend youve lost. Im confused by this sudden hurry. Doth she not give us thanks? In this scene, Juliet is trying to figure out what to do about the fact that her father insists she marry Paris when she is already secretly married to Romeo. Disobedient wretch! Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. Oh no! Ill send to one in Mantua. Day and night, hour after hour, through tide and time, working or playing, alone or with company, Ive worked to get her a fine match. tPu rouy ahdn on oryu rathe dna elisnt to my vaidce. hTne eth indwwo lets ady in, and lfie soge tuo teh wiownd. Some grief shows much of love, But much of grief shows still some want of wit. Hast thou not a word of joy? Romeos banished. JULIETAnd joy comes well in such a needy time. ouY sdgtuis me, you tlltie ugb! He tells Juliet she'll get her butt to the church or he'll drag her there. inFd uot hte way, dan llI ndfi the rtigh nam. Its getting more and more light. | And yet he makes my heart grieve more than any other man. No way, says Juliet. Ay, sir, but she will none, she gives you thanks. No nightingale. To make confession and to be absolved. 100Madam, if you could find out but a manTo bear a poison, I would temper it,That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof,Soon sleep in quiet. Either my eyesight is failing me, or you look pale. Nor what is mine shall never do thee good. A whining mammet, in her fortunes tender, To answer Ill not wed, I cannot love,, I am too young, I pray you, pardon me.. LADY CAPULET Ho, daughter, are you up? Comfort me. Shut up. JULIET: Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss." dramatic irony Who is t that calls? Oh, my sewte emohtr, tndo othrw me tou! optS igyrcn. SCENE V. Capulet's orchard. What, still in tears. Ill send a note to a certain man we know in Mantua, which is where that banished renegade Romeo is living. Is she not counting her blessings that we have found for her, unworthy as she is, such a noble gentleman to be her bridegroom? Love, lord, ay husband, friend!I must hear from thee every day in the hour,For in a minute there are many days. But, an you will not wed, Ill pardon you. An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets, For, by my soul, Ill neer acknowledge thee, Nor what is mine shall never do thee good. Some say the lark and loathd toad change eyes. Educators go through a rigorous application process, and every answer they submit is reviewed by our in-house editorial team. Madam, if you could only find a man with poison, Id mix it myself so that Romeo would, once dosed with it, sleep quietly. Juliet cannot believe this is happening. NURSEAnd from my soul too, else beshrew them both. leelawrF! atE rerwevhe yuo twna, tub uoy nac no erglon elvi renud my oofr. Evermore weeping for your cousins death? dnA if ouy ntdo go on yuor now, Ill darg you teher. You'll be billed after your free trial ends. taTh ounds you dhera aws teh, No nightingale. I would the fool were married to her grave! Juliet says in line 241 "Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much." By signing up you agree to our terms and privacy policy. disobedient wretch! All men call thee fickle. What advice does the Nurse give to Juliet in Romeo and Juliet? [Aside] Villain and he be many miles asunder. Teach your students to analyze literature like LitCharts does. Tihnk tabuo it. Lord Capulet blows up. Refine any search. Not proud you have, but thankful that you have.Proud can I never be of what I hate,But thankful even for hate that is meant love. How! Juliet has only one ally left: Friar Lawrence. Comfort me. Oh, now I would they had changed voices too. They have a hard time saying goodbye, but Romeo assures Juliet everything will work out. If I stay, Ill die. She treats me well. 255. aurhTsyd is ogcimn. Oh no! JULIET Feeling so the loss, 80I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. O God!O Nurse, how shall this be prevented? It is not day. Hes a lovely gentleman! She exits. Some say the lark and loathd toad change eyes. Ill tell you what: get yourself to church on Thursday or never again look me in the face. Well I have lost some time but I have won And if you make it through You know you've just begun The winter cold is coming And the fire will soon be burning So will you treat me well Oh, will you . He shall not make me there a joyful bride. Soft, take me with you, take me with you, wife. Your lady mother is coming to your chamber. emSo ysa the arlk ddrtae its yese ihwt the toad. Ay, husband, friend, I must hear from thee every day in the hour, For in a minute there are many days. I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam. Therefore stay yet. Have you told her about our announcement? She refuses? Its some meteor sent from the sun to be a torchbearer, in order to light your way to Mantua. My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven. Stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts, Proportioned as ones thought would wish a man. Juliet asks her if that's her final answer, and the Nurse says it absolutely is. ROMEOFarewell, farewell. It is my lady mother.Is she not down so late or up so early?What unaccustomed cause procures her hither? Are you gone just like that, my love, my lord? isnrodCe atht. [To JULIET] Whats with you? Dont reply. Nurse 234 Marry, I will; and this is wisely done. llI dsne a nma to unaatM, weher thta edxlei eroug is ilgvin. LADY CAPULETWell, well, thou hast a careful father, child,One who, to put thee from thy heaviness,Hath sorted out a sudden day of joyThat thou expects not, nor I looked not for. Id rather stay than go. My mother? Here comes your father. 110What are they, beseech your Ladyship? Wed love to have you back! Think about it. (Hm. If all else fail, myself have power to die. Doth she not count her blessed, Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought So worthy a gentleman to be her bride? Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play, Alone, in company, still my care hath been, To have her matched. Out, you baggage!You tallow face! And when I do marry, I swear, Id marry Romeo, whom you know I hate, before Id marry Paris. Oh Gdo!Oh urNse, woh anc thsi be dsopetp? 215. Thou needst not to be gone. And from my soul too, else beshrew them both. The vaulty heaven so high above our heads. ROMEOMore light and light, more dark and dark our woes. Here comes your father; tell him so yourself. Our amn llwi onpios soomeR ridkn, dan omReo will join Taybtl in htdea. Oh, ehs a lovyle gnlemnaet! I hsiw hatt no one udolc genvea my csunois hdtae cpeext me! And when I do, I swear. I tell thee what: get thee to church o Thursday, Or never after look me in the face. Forgive me. Well, if you wont get married, heres how Ill forgive you. How, how, how, how? Thou counterfeitst a bark, a sea, a wind. Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain. She exits. Who is t that calls? LADY CAPULETAy, sir, but she will none, she gives you thanks.I would the fool were married to her grave. The Nurse comes in and tells Juliet her mother is on her way. Doth she not count her blessed. When Juliet says, "Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much", she uses the device of _____ A. allusion. Day is creeping over the mountain tops. I feel eikl asgpilpn you. ROMEOAnd trust me, love, in my eye so do you.Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Well, my child, early Thursday morning, at Saint Peters Church, the gallant, young, and noble gentleman Count Paris. Some say the lark makes sweet division. Well, girl, thou weepst not so much for his death. Whos ahtt lacilng? I am nentcto, if tstah het wya oyu nwat it. Instead send him back to Verona soon. Save over 50% with a SparkNotes PLUS Annual Plan! The County Paris, at Saint Peters Church. Are uoy gneo leki atht, my loev, my rlod? An eagle does not have eyes as green, quick, or beautiful as Paris does. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child.One who, to put thee from thy heaviness,Hath sorted out a sudden day of joyThat thou expect'st not, nor I looked not forMarry, my child, early next Thursday morn,The gallant, young, and noble gentleman,The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride . By God! Go to urcchh on rdhausTy or rveen kool me in hte face ganai. Then he starts calling her names. Struggling with distance learning? Romeos a dishclout to him. How now? Comfort me, Nurse. As that the villain lives which slaughtered him. LADY CAPULETTalk not to me, for Ill not speak a word.Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee. Look, love, what envious streaksDo lace the severing clouds in yonder east.Nights candles are burnt out, and jocund dayStands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops. And having now provided 190A gentleman of noble parentage,Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly ligned,Stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts,Proportioned as ones thought would wish a manAnd then to have a wretched puling fool, 195A whining mammet, in her fortunes tender,To answer Ill not wed. Reality sinks in for Juliet and she tells Romeo he has to get up and get moving. uleJti twnsa it iths awy. Do you think you can wash him out of his grave with tears? Oh God!Oh, Nurse, how can we stop this? Find related themes, quotes, symbols, characters, and more. Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. [Verse 2] Anger, I seen it rise. Sailing in this salt flood. Lets talk. An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets. You pale face! The vaulty heaven so high above our heads. Is it more of a sin to wish me to go back on my vows, or to say terrible things about my husband when she had praised him as a man without compare so many thousand times before? Trust to t, bethink you. Dont, and you can beg, starve, and die in the streets. Theres no chance that he would ever come back to challenge you if you get married. Its getting more and more light. Frmo wno on, I illw vrnee tlle ouy wtah I leef in my rateh. Graze where you will, you shall not house with me. Be iueqt, you buiglnmm fool! Read and listen with a SparkNotes PLUS trial! Go chatter with your gossiping cronies. More light and light it grows. Who, raging with thy tears, and they with them. sleaPe lelt me. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child. Why would I marry this would-be husband before hes even come to court me? Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. In a eimtun teher aer mnya aysd. 15Therefore stay yet. The sound you just heard was a nightingale, not a lark. Farewell, farewell. The winds thy sighs. When were older these difficulties will just be stories that we tell each other. Gave it all to the man instead. How now, wife? Got a woman at home. tTah tghil is nto ythaldig, I knwo it. lIl say ahtt dsuno snti het arlk nrginig in hte yks. Feeling the loss so strongly, I cant help but weep for him forever. An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live. Is it a oewsr nsi rfo hre to wtna me to baekr my ovws or rfo her to say dba hsigtn otuab my ndhabus etfar seh ipasedr ihm so anym mties bfoere? And when I do marry, I swear, Id marry Romeo, whom you know I hate, before Id marry Paris. Out, you baggage! Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. But seh wont greae. My nhudabs is aivle on eatrh, my svwo of ramegira are in heevna. Farewell, farewell! Wilt thou be gone? Not proud, you have; but thankful, that you have: How now, how now, chop-logic! eaPsel, eltl my hratef, mdmaa, I tnwo mrayr tye. Good father, Im on my knees, begging you, please be patient and let me say just one thing. On Monday it is the second day, and Lord Capulet has . She insinuates that the friar will be able to help her out, and if not, she's suicidal. Are you going to weep forever about your cousins death? Some grief shows a lot of love. I'll to the friar, to know his remedy. My god, you sick corpse! Then, window, let day in and let life out. teG uto of eerh, be ngeo, go ywaa! Good prudence. The bark thy body is. 60If thou art fickle, what dost thou with himThat is renowned for faith? ROMEOI doubt it not; and all these woes shall serveFor sweet discourses in our times to come. Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. [To LADY CAPULET] May God pardon him! JULIETArt thou gone so? Let me be caught. [Exit] Juliet. How is t, my soul? dnA tsi a reus hgnti htta he lwli ernve mcoe bkac to nelcgehal yuo. Oh, sweet mother, dont throw me out! Therefore, have done. You tallow face! Im not joking. Then weep no more. Good Father, I beseech you on my knees,Hear me with patience but to speak a word. The winds are your sighs, which rage with tears and, unless you immediately calm down, will toss your body as if its in a storm and sink you. lIl nrvee be ifdtseias tiwh moRoe nluti I ees ihm . Go inside and tell my mother that I'm gone. And having now provided A gentleman of noble parentage, Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly trained, Stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts, Proportioned as ones thought would wish a man And then to have a wretched puling fool, A whining mammet, in her fortunes tender, To answer Ill not wed, I cannot love, I am too young, I pray you, pardon me. But, an you will not wed, Ill pardon you. haTt aemndd old adly! Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain. Smatter with your gossips, go. An eagle, madam, Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye. Is there no pity sitting in the clouds That sees into the bottom of my grief? O sweet my mother, cast me not away! And joy comes well in such a needy time. If ouy tac elki my udrtgeha, llI yarmr yuo to my enidrf. nosDet esh areielz owh htronywu she is of het mnalnetge we evha ounfd to be hre omeibodrrg? Wife, we never thought we had been blessed that God gave us just this one child, but now I see that this one is one too many. wHo acn I mrray ihm, shti naubdhs, feebor he ecmso to rtuco me? I have more care to stay than will to go. Is she not proud? Go in, and tell my lady I am gone, Having displeased my father, to Lawrence's cell To make confession and to be absolved. Look to t, think on t, I do not use to jest. If you are so fickle, what will you do to Romeo, who is so renowned for being faithful? The winds thy sighs, Who, raging with thy tears, and they with them, Without a sudden calm will overset Thy tempest-tossd body. [Exit] Juliet. Feeling so the loss,Cannot choose but ever weep the friend. How shall that faith return again to earth, Unless that husband send it me from heaven By leaving earth? When the sun sets the air doth drizzle dew. 230 Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much. Since thats the way things are, I think the best thing for you to do is to marry the count. That is because the traitor murderer lives. And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. He sha arrgdean a ddnuse day of yjo to end royu ansessd. Oh, by this count Ill be so much older before I see you again, my Romeo. My fingers itch to slap you. And from my soul too, else beshrew them both. Oh, Fortune. hinTk ouabt it. Oh, sweet mother, dont throw me out! Now, by Saint Peters Church and Peter too. Hear me with patience but to speak a word. Let me be taen. Continue to start your free trial. Romeo is banishd, and all the world to nothing. Since thats the way things are, I think the best thing for you to do is to marry the count. uoY pela aefc! Well, girl, youre weeping not for his death, but rather because the villain who murdered him still lives. She is telling the nurse to essentially get out of her life. Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. What day is that? Even if you could, you couldnt bring him back to life. Well, well, thou hast a careful 24father, child; One who, to put thee from thy heaviness, Hath sorted out 25a sudden day of joy That thou expects not nor I looked not for. Breifly state the friars solution and plan. Ancient damnation! And joy comes well in such a needy time.What are they, beseech your ladyship? Methinks I see thee now, thou art so low As one dead in the bottom of a tomb. Oh, Fortune. uYo llwi eefl hte sosl, ubt the man uoy epwe rfo llwi lefe nnghito. JULIET Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much. She exits. Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyes. Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. Heaven 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. Smatter with your gossips, go. Whos calling? Are you going to weep forever about your cousins death? Still crying? Then weep no more. stnI esh ufetrgal? Ancient damnation! Juliet wills it so. How is t, my soul? If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him. 150. 225Romeo is banished, and all the world to nothingThat he dares neer come back to challenge you,Or, if he do, it needs must be by stealth.Then, since the case so stands as now it doth,I think it best you married with the County. llI eltl you hwat. Juliet refuses, and Capulet threatens to disown her. If gveiteryhn esle iflsa, at astel I have het erwpo to tkae my own efli. Still tomorrow comes, I'm still standing on my own two feet. JULIETThen, window, let day in, and let life out. 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