ACT 3 SCENE III
Friar Laurence’s cell
ENTER Friar Laurence and Romeo
FRIAR LAURENCE:
Affliction is enamoured of thy parts
And thou art wedded to calamity
ROMEO:
Banishment! Be merciful, say ‘death’.
For exile hath more terror in his look,
Much more than death. Do not say ‘banishment’.
FRIAR LAURENCE:
This is dear mercy and thou seest it not.
ROMEO:
’Tis torture and not mercy. Heaven is here
Where Juliet lives, and every unworthy thing,
Live here in heaven and may look on her,
But Romeo may not.
KNOCKING
FRIAR LAURENCE:
Good Romeo, hide thyself
MORE KNOCKING
FRIAR LAURENCE:
Who knocks so hard? Whence came you, what’s your will?
NURSE:
I come from Lady Juliet.
FRIAR LAURENCE: Welcome then.
ENTER NURSE
ROMEO:
Where is she? And how doth she? And what says
My concealed lady to our cancelled love?
NURSE:
O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps.
But here, sir, a ring she bid me give you.
Hie you, make haste, for it grows very late.
EXIT NURSE
ROMEO:
How well my comfort is revived by this.
FRIAR LAURENCE:
Sojourn in Mantua. I’ll find out your man,
And he shall signify from time to time
Every good hap to you that chances here.
Give me thy hand. ’Tis late. Farewell. Good night.
ROMEO:
Farewell.
EXIT ROMEO
EXIT FRIAR LAURENCE
ACT 3 SCENE IV
Capulet’s House
ENTER PARIS AND CAPULET
PARIS:
These times of woe afford no time to woo.26
Madam goodnight. Commend me to your daughter.
CAPULET:
Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender
Of my child’s love. I think she will be ruled
In all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not.
Wife, bid her, on Thursday, tell her,
She shall be married to this noble earl.
EXIT BOTH
ACT 3 SCENE V
Juliet’s bedroom
ENTER ROMEO AND JULIET
JULIET:
Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day.
It was the nightingale and not the lark.
ROMEO:
It was the lark, the herald of the morn.
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
JULIET:
Yond light is not daylight, I know it, I.
Thou need’st not be gone.
ROMEO:
Let me be ta’en, let me be put to death.
I have more care to stay than will to go.
Come death, and welcome. Juliet wills it so.
How is’t, my soul? Let’s talk. It is not day.
JULIET:
It is, it is. Hie hence, begone, away.
O, now be gone, more light and light it grows
ENTER NURSE
NURSE:
Madam! Your Lady mother is coming to your chamber.
JULIET:
Then, window, let day in and let life out.27
ROMEO:
Farewell, farewell. One kiss and I’ll descend.
JULIET:
Art thou gone so? Love, lord, ay husband, friend.
O, think’st thou we shall ever meet again?
ROMEO:
I doubt it not.
JULIET:
O God, I have an ill-divining soul!
Methinks I see thee, now thou art so low,
As one dead in the bottom of a tomb.
ROMEO:
[Turning]
Adieu, adieu
EXIT ROMEO
ENTER LADY CAPULET
LADY CAPULET:
Why, how now, Juliet?
JULIET:
Madam, I am not well.
LADY CAPULET:
Evermore weeping for your cousin’s death?
Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child;
One who, to put thee from thy heaviness
Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy.
JULIET:
Madam, in happy time. What day is that?
LADY CAPULET:
Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn
The gallant Paris shall happily make thee a joyful bride.
JULIET:
He shall not make me a joyful bride!
I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam,
I will not marry yet. And when I do, I swear
It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,
Rather than Paris.
LADY CAPULET:
[shocked]
Tell him so yourself,
And see how he will take it at your hands.
ENTER CAPULET
LADY CAPULET:
Sir, she will none, she gives you thanks.
I would the fool were married to her grave
CAPULET:
How? Will she none?
Is she not proud? Doth she not count her blest,
Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought
So worthy a gentleman to be her bridegroom?
Go with Paris to Saint Peter’s Church,
Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither.
Out, you baggage!
JULIET:
Hear me with patience but to speak a word.
CAPULET:
Hang thee, young baggage, disobedient wretch!
Speak not, reply not, do not answer me
EXIT CAPULET
JULIET:
O, sweet my mother, cast me not away!
Delay this marriage for a month, a week,
Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.
EXIT LADY CAPULET without looking at JULIET
JULIET:
Alack, alack, that heaven should practise stratagems
Upon so soft a subject as myself.
What sayst thou?
NURSE:
Romeo is banished, and all the world to nothing.
I think you are happy in this second match,
For it excels your first; or, if it did not,
Your first is dead, or ’twere as good he were.
JULIET:
[Pause]
Go in, and tell my lady I am gone,
Having displeased my father, to Lawrence’ cell,
To make confession and to be absolved.
NURSE:
Marry, I will, and ’tis wisely done.
EXIT NURSE
JULIET:
Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend,
I’ll to the Friar, to know his remedy.
If all else fail, myself have the power to die.
EXIT JULIET
