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Pa. Happily met, my lady, and my wife!
be a wife. Pa. That may be, must be, love, on Thursday
next. Ju. What must be shall be. F. Lau.
That's a certain text. Pa. Come you to make confession to this father? Ju. To answer that were to confess to you. Pa. Do not deny to him, love me. Ju. I will confess to you, that I love him. Pa. So will you,
I am sure, that
love me. Ju. If I do so, it will be of more price, Being spoke behind your back, than to your face. Pa. Poor soul, thy face is much abused with
tears. Ju. The tears have got small victory by that ; For it was bad enough before their spite. Pa. Thou wrong'st it, more than tears, with that
report. Ju. That is no slander, sir, that is a truth; And what I spake, I spake it to my face.
Pa. Thy face is mine, and thou hast slander'd it.
Ju. It may be so, for it is not mine own.Are you at leisure, holy father, now; Or shall I come to you at evening mass ? F. Lau. My leisure serves me, pensive daughter,
now. My lord, we must entreat the time alone.
Pa. God shield, I should disturb devotion ! Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse you : Till then, adieu ! and keep this holy kiss.
[Exit Paris. Ju. 0, shut the door; and when thou hast done
So, Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past
help! F. Lau. Ah, Juliet, I already know thy grief; It strains me past the compass
wits. I hear thou must, and nothing must prorogue it, On Thursday next be married to this county.
Ju. Tell me not, friar, that thou hear'st of this, Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it. If, in thy wisdom, thou canst give no help, Do thou but call my resolution wise, And with this knife I'll help it presently. God join'd my heart and Romeo's, thou our hands ; And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo seal'd, Shall be the label to another deed, Or my true heart with treacherous revolt Turn to another, this shall slay them both : Therefore, out of thy long-experienced time, Give me some present counsel; or, behold, 'Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife Shall play the umpire; arbitrating that, Which the commission 1 of thy years and art Could to no issue of true honor bring.
1 Authority, power.
Be not so long to speak; I long to die,
Ju. O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris,
tremble; And I will do it without fear or doubt, To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love. F. Lau. Hold, then; go home; be merry; give
marry Paris : Wednesday is to-morrow :
And this distilled liquor drink thou off ;
Ju. Give me, give me! O, tell me not of fear.
help afford. Farewell, dear father!
A room in Capulet's house. Enter CAPULET,
LADY CAPULET, NURSE, and
[Exit Servant. Sirrah,
go hire me twenty cunning cooks. 2 Ser. You shall have none ill, sir ; for I'll try if they can lick their fingers.
Cap. How canst thou try them so ?
2 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.
[Exit Servant. We shall be much unfurnish'd for this time.What, is my daughter gone to friar Láurence?
Nurse. Ay, forsooth.
A peevish self-will’d barlotry it is.
Enter JULIET. Nurse. See, where she comes from shrift with