Enter three or four, with Spits, and Logs, and Baskets. Serv. Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what. Cap. Make haste, make haste. Sirrah, fetch drier logs; Call Peter, he will shew thee where they are. ·Serv. 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 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, 262 [Exeunt. SCENE V. JULIET'S Chamber; JULIET on the Bed. Enter Nurse. Nurse, Mistress!-what, mistress !-Juliet !-fast, I warrant her : Why, lamb!-why, lady!-fie, you slug-a-bed! Why, Why, love, I say!-madam! sweet-heart!-why, bride! What, not a word? now; -you take your pennyworths Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant, 270 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 must needs wake her :-Madam! madam! madam! He'll fright you up, i'faith.-Will it not be? O, well-a-day, that ever I was born! Some aqua-vitæ, ho!-My lord !-my lady! Enter Lady CAPULET. La. Cap. What noise is here? Nurse. O lamentable day! La. Cap. What's the matter? Nurse. Look, look! O heavy day! 230 La. 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. Kij Nurse. Nurse. She's dead, deceas'd, she's dead; alack the day! 290 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. Accursed time! unfortunate old man ! Nurse. O`lamentable day! La. Cap. O woeful time! Cap. Death, that hath ta'en her hence to make me wail, Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak. 300 Enter Friar LAWRENCE, and PARIS, with Musicians. Fri. Come, is the bride ready to go to church? O son, the night before thy wedding day Hath death lain with thy bride :-See, there she lies, My daughter he hath wedded! I will die, And leave him all; life leaving, all is death's, Par. Have I thought long to see this morning's face, And doth it give me such a sight as this? 310 La. Cap. Accurs'd, unhappy, wretched, hateful day! Most Most miserable hour, that time e'er saw But one, poor one, one poor and loving child, And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight. O day! O day! O day! O hateful day! 320 Par. Beguil'd, divorced, wronged, spighted, slain! Most detestable death, by thee beguil'd, By cruel cruel thee quite overthrown ! O love! O life!-not life, but love in death! O child! O child!-my soul, and not my child!- 339 Fri. Peace, ho, for shame! confusion's cure lives not In these confusions. Heaven and yourself Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all, Your part in her you could not keep from death; The most you sought was-her promotion; Kiij 340 And And weep ye now, seeing she is advanc'd, 350 Eri. Sir, go you in,-and, madam, go with him ; And go, sir Paris ;-every one prepare To follow this fair corse unto her grave: 361 The heavens do lour upon you, for some ill; gone. Nurse. Honest good fellows, ah, put up, put up; For, well you know, this is a pitiful case. [Exit Nurse. Mus. Ay, by my troth, the case may be amended. Enter |