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Cap. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood !– Now,
fellow, What's there?
Enter SERVANTS, with spits, logs, and baskets. i Ser. Things for the cook, sir; but I know not
what. Cap. Make haste, make haste. [Exit Servant.] —
Sirrah, fetch drier logs : Call Peter; he will show thee where they are. 2 Ser. I have a head, sir, that will find out
logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter. [Exit. Cap. Mass, and well said : a merry whoreson !
ha, Thou shalt be loggerhead.-Good faith, 'tis day : The county will be here with music straight,
[music within. For so he said he would. I hear him near.Nurse !-wife !—what, ho !-what, nurse, I say!
Go, waken Juliet; go, and trim her up;
Juliet's chamber; Juliet on the bed.
Nürse. Mistress! what, mistress !- Juliet!
fast, I warrant her, she:Why, lamb !-why, lady !--fie, you slug-a-bed ! Why, love, I say!—madam! sweetheart !-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 set up his rest, That you shall rest but little.—God forgive me, (Marry, and amen!) how sound is she asleep! I needs must wake her.-Madam, madam, ma
dam!Ay, let the county take you
your He'll fright you up, i' faith.-Will it not be ? What, dress’d, and in your clothes, and down
again! I must needs wake you.-Lady! lady! lady !Alas! alas !--Help! help! my lady's dead !-0, welladay, that ever I was born !Some aqua vitæ, ho!-my lord! my lady!
Enter LADY CAPULET.
L. Cap. What noise is here?
O lamentable day! L. Cap. What is the matter?
Look, look! O heavy day! L. Cap. O me, O me!—my child, my only life, Revive, look up, or I will die with thee ! Help, help!-call help.
Enter CAPULET. Cap. For shame; bring Juliet forth; her lord is
come. Nurse. She's dead, deceased; she's dead : alack
the day! L. Cap. Alack the day! she's dead, she's dead,
she's dead. Cap. Ha! let me see her.-Out, alas ! she's
Nurse. O lamentable day!
O woful time!
me wail, Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak.
Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS, with Musicians. F. Lau. Come, is the bride ready to go to
church? Cap. Ready to go, but never to return : O son, the night before thy wedding day
Hath Death lain with thy bride :-see, there she
lies, Flower as she was, deflowered by him. Death is my son-in-law; Death is my My daughter he hath wedded. I will die, And leave him all; life leaving, all is death's. Pa. Have I thought long to see this morning's
face, And doth it give me such a sight as this? L. Cap. Accursed, unhappy, wretched, hateful
Nurse. O woe! O woful, woful, woful day!
Pa. Beguiled, divorced, wronged, spited, slain !
Cap. Despised, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd! Uncomfortable time! why camest thou now To murder murder our solemnity ?O child! O child !--my soul, and not my
child ! Dead art thou ?-alack! my child is dead;
And, with my child, my joys are buried !
Cap. All things, that we ordained festival,
F. Lau. Sir, go you in; and, madam, go with
sir Paris ; every one prepare