Beat them down!Down with the Capulets! Down with the Montagues!Enter CAPULET in his gown, and LADY CAPULETCAPULETWhat noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho!LADY CAPULETA crutch, a crutch! Why call you for a sword?CAPULETMy sword, I say! Old Montague is come,And flourishes his blade in spite of me. Enter MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUEMONTAGUEThou villain Capulet,--Hold me not, let me go. LADY MONTAGUEThou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe. Enter PRINCE, with AttendantsPRINCE Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMRebellious subjects, enemies to peace,Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel,-Will they not hear? What, ho!


Why call you for a sword?CAPULETMy sword, I say! Old Montague is come,And flourishes his blade in spite of me. Enter MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUEMONTAGUEThou villain Capulet,--Hold me not, let me go. LADY MONTAGUEThou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe. Enter PRINCE, with AttendantsPRINCE Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMRebellious subjects, enemies to peace,Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel,-Will they not hear? What, ho! You men, you beasts,That quench the fire of your pernicious rageWith purple fountains issuing from your veins,On pain of torture, from those bloody handsThrow your mistemper'd weapons to the ground,And hear the sentence of your moved prince. Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word,By thee, old Capulet, and Montague,Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets,And made Verona's ancient citizensCast by their grave beseeming ornaments,To wield old partisans, in hands as old,Canker'd with peace, to part your canker'd hate:If ever you disturb our streets again,Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace. For this time, all the rest depart away:You Capulet; shall go along with me:And, Montague, come you this afternoon,To know our further pleasure in this case,To old Free-town, our common judgment-place. Once more, on pain of death, all men depart. Exeunt all but MONTAGUE, LADY MONTAGUE, and BENVOLIOMONTAGUEWho set this ancient quarrel new abroach?Speak, nephew, were you by when it began?BENVOLIOHere were the servants of your adversary,And yours, close fighting ere I did approach:I drew to part them: in the instant cameThe fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepared,Which, as he breathed defiance to my ears,He swung about his head and cut the winds,Who nothing hurt withal hiss'd him in scorn:While we were interchanging thrusts and blows,Came more and more and fought on part and part,Till the prince came, who parted either part. LADY MONTAGUEO, where is Romeo?


Come, madam, let's away. Exeunt MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUEBENVOLIOGood-morrow, cousin. ROMEOIs the day so young?BENVOLIOBut new struck nine. ROMEOAy me! Sad hours seem long. Was that my father that went hence so fast?BENVOLIOIt was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?ROMEONot having that, which, having, makes them short. BENVOLIOIn love?ROMEOOut-BENVOLIOOf love?ROMEOOut of her favour, where I am in love. BENVOLIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAlas, that love, so gentle in his view,Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!ROMEOAlas, that love, whose view is muffled still,Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here?Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here's much to do with hate, but more with love. Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!O any thing, of nothing first create!O heavy lightness! Serious vanity!Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire,sick health!Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!This love feel I, that feel no love in this. Dost thou not laugh?BENVOLIONo, coz, I rather weep. ROMEOGood heart, at what?BENVOLIOAt thy good heart's oppression. ROMEOWhy, such is love's transgression. Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prestWith more of thine: this love that thou hast shownDoth add more grief to too much of mine own. Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:What is it else? A madness most discreet,A choking gall and a preserving sweet. Farewell, my coz. BENVOLIOSoft!


Why, no. But sadly tell me who. ROMEOBid a sick man in sadness make his will:Ah, word ill urged to one that is so ill!In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman. BENVOLIOI aim'd so near, when I supposed you loved. ROMEOA right good mark-man! And she's fair I love. BENVOLIOA right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. ROMEOWell, in that hit you miss: she'll not be hitWith Cupid's arrow; she hath Dian's wit;And, in strong proof of chastity well arm'd,From love's weak childish bow she lives unharm'd. She will not stay the siege of loving terms,Nor bide the encounter of assailing eyes,Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold:O, she is rich in beauty, only poor,That when she dies with beauty dies her store. BENVOLIOThen she hath sworn that she will still live chaste?ROMEOShe hath, and in that sparing makes huge waste,For beauty starved with her severity Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMCuts beauty off from all posterity. She is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair,To merit bliss by making me despair:She hath forsworn to love, and in that vowDo I live dead that live to tell it now. BENVOLIOBe ruled by me, forget to think of her. ROMEOO, teach me how I should forget to think. BENVOLIOBy giving liberty unto thine eyes;Examine other beauties. ROMEO'Tis the wayTo call hers exquisite, in question more:These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' browsBeing black put us in mind they hide the fair;He that is strucken blind cannot forgetThe precious treasure of his eyesight lost:Show me a mistress that is passing fair,What doth her beauty serve, but as a noteWhere I may read who pass'd that passing fair?Farewell: thou canst not teach me to forget. BENVOLIOI'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt. ExeuntSCENE II. A street. Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and ServantCAPULETBut Montague is bound as well as I,In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think,For men so old as we to keep the peace. PARISOf honourable reckoning are you both;And pity 'tis you lived at odds so long. But now, my lord, what say you to my suit? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMCAPULETBut saying o'er what I have said before:My child is yet a stranger in the world;She hath not seen the change of fourteen years,Let two more summers wither in their pride,Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride. PARISYounger than she are happy mothers made. CAPULETAnd too soon marr'd are those so early made. The earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but she,She is the hopeful lady of my earth:But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,My will to her consent is but a part;An she agree, within her scope of choiceLies my consent and fair according voice. This night I hold an old accustom'd feast,Whereto I have invited many a guest,Such as I love; and you, among the store,One more, most welcome, makes my number more. At my poor house look to behold this nightEarth-treading stars that make dark heaven light:Such comfort as do lusty young men feelWhen well-apparell'd April on the heelOf limping winter treads, even such delightAmong fresh female buds shall you this nightInherit at my house; hear all, all see,And like her most whose merit most shall be:Which on more view, of many mine being oneMay stand in number, though in reckoning none,Come, go with me. To Servant, giving a paperGo, sirrah, trudge aboutThrough fair Verona; find those persons outWhose names are written there, and to them say,My house and welcome on their pleasure stay. Exeunt CAPULET and PARISServantFind them out whose names are written here! It iswritten, that the shoemaker should meddle with hisyard, and the tailor with his last, the fisher withhis pencil, and the painter with his nets; but I amsent to find those persons whose names are here Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMwrit, and can never find what names the writingperson hath here writ.


And she's fair I love. BENVOLIOA right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. ROMEOWell, in that hit you miss: she'll not be hitWith Cupid's arrow; she hath Dian's wit;And, in strong proof of chastity well arm'd,From love's weak childish bow she lives unharm'd. She will not stay the siege of loving terms,Nor bide the encounter of assailing eyes,Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold:O, she is rich in beauty, only poor,That when she dies with beauty dies her store. BENVOLIOThen she hath sworn that she will still live chaste?ROMEOShe hath, and in that sparing makes huge waste,For beauty starved with her severity Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMCuts beauty off from all posterity. She is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair,To merit bliss by making me despair:She hath forsworn to love, and in that vowDo I live dead that live to tell it now. BENVOLIOBe ruled by me, forget to think of her. ROMEOO, teach me how I should forget to think. BENVOLIOBy giving liberty unto thine eyes;Examine other beauties. ROMEO'Tis the wayTo call hers exquisite, in question more:These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' browsBeing black put us in mind they hide the fair;He that is strucken blind cannot forgetThe precious treasure of his eyesight lost:Show me a mistress that is passing fair,What doth her beauty serve, but as a noteWhere I may read who pass'd that passing fair?Farewell: thou canst not teach me to forget. BENVOLIOI'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt. ExeuntSCENE II. A street. Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and ServantCAPULETBut Montague is bound as well as I,In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think,For men so old as we to keep the peace. PARISOf honourable reckoning are you both;And pity 'tis you lived at odds so long. But now, my lord, what say you to my suit? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMCAPULETBut saying o'er what I have said before:My child is yet a stranger in the world;She hath not seen the change of fourteen years,Let two more summers wither in their pride,Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride. PARISYounger than she are happy mothers made. CAPULETAnd too soon marr'd are those so early made. The earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but she,She is the hopeful lady of my earth:But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,My will to her consent is but a part;An she agree, within her scope of choiceLies my consent and fair according voice. This night I hold an old accustom'd feast,Whereto I have invited many a guest,Such as I love; and you, among the store,One more, most welcome, makes my number more. At my poor house look to behold this nightEarth-treading stars that make dark heaven light:Such comfort as do lusty young men feelWhen well-apparell'd April on the heelOf limping winter treads, even such delightAmong fresh female buds shall you this nightInherit at my house; hear all, all see,And like her most whose merit most shall be:Which on more view, of many mine being oneMay stand in number, though in reckoning none,Come, go with me. To Servant, giving a paperGo, sirrah, trudge aboutThrough fair Verona; find those persons outWhose names are written there, and to them say,My house and welcome on their pleasure stay. Exeunt CAPULET and PARISServantFind them out whose names are written here! It iswritten, that the shoemaker should meddle with hisyard, and the tailor with his last, the fisher withhis pencil, and the painter with his nets; but I amsent to find those persons whose names are here Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMwrit, and can never find what names the writingperson hath here writ. I must to the learned.--In good time. Enter BENVOLIO and ROMEOBENVOLIOTut, man, one fire burns out another's burning,One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish;Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning;One desperate grief cures with another's languish:Take thou some new infection to thy eye,And the rank poison of the old will die. ROMEOYour plaintain-leaf is excellent for that. BENVOLIOFor what, I pray thee?ROMEOFor your broken shin. BENVOLIOWhy, Romeo, art thou mad?ROMEONot mad, but bound more than a mad-man is;Shut up in prison, kept without my food,Whipp'd and tormented and--God-den, good fellow. ServantGod gi' god-den.


A street. Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and ServantCAPULETBut Montague is bound as well as I,In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think,For men so old as we to keep the peace. PARISOf honourable reckoning are you both;And pity 'tis you lived at odds so long. But now, my lord, what say you to my suit? Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMCAPULETBut saying o'er what I have said before:My child is yet a stranger in the world;She hath not seen the change of fourteen years,Let two more summers wither in their pride,Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride. PARISYounger than she are happy mothers made. CAPULETAnd too soon marr'd are those so early made. The earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but she,She is the hopeful lady of my earth:But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,My will to her consent is but a part;An she agree, within her scope of choiceLies my consent and fair according voice. This night I hold an old accustom'd feast,Whereto I have invited many a guest,Such as I love; and you, among the store,One more, most welcome, makes my number more. At my poor house look to behold this nightEarth-treading stars that make dark heaven light:Such comfort as do lusty young men feelWhen well-apparell'd April on the heelOf limping winter treads, even such delightAmong fresh female buds shall you this nightInherit at my house; hear all, all see,And like her most whose merit most shall be:Which on more view, of many mine being oneMay stand in number, though in reckoning none,Come, go with me. To Servant, giving a paperGo, sirrah, trudge aboutThrough fair Verona; find those persons outWhose names are written there, and to them say,My house and welcome on their pleasure stay. Exeunt CAPULET and PARISServantFind them out whose names are written here! It iswritten, that the shoemaker should meddle with hisyard, and the tailor with his last, the fisher withhis pencil, and the painter with his nets; but I amsent to find those persons whose names are here Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMwrit, and can never find what names the writingperson hath here writ. I must to the learned.--In good time. Enter BENVOLIO and ROMEOBENVOLIOTut, man, one fire burns out another's burning,One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish;Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning;One desperate grief cures with another's languish:Take thou some new infection to thy eye,And the rank poison of the old will die. ROMEOYour plaintain-leaf is excellent for that. BENVOLIOFor what, I pray thee?ROMEOFor your broken shin. BENVOLIOWhy, Romeo, art thou mad?ROMEONot mad, but bound more than a mad-man is;Shut up in prison, kept without my food,Whipp'd and tormented and--God-den, good fellow. ServantGod gi' god-den. I pray, sir, can you read?ROMEOAy, mine own fortune in my misery. ServantPerhaps you have learned it without book: but, Ipray, can you read any thing you see?ROMEOAy, if I know the letters and the language. Servant Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMYe say honestly: rest you merry!ROMEOStay, fellow; I can read. Reads'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters;County Anselme and his beauteous sisters; the ladywidow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his lovelynieces; Mercutio and his brother Valentine; mineuncle Capulet, his wife and daughters; my fair nieceRosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousinTybalt, Lucio and the lively Helena.'. A fairassembly: whither should they come?ServantUp. ROMEOWhither?ServantTo supper; to our house. ROMEOWhose house?ServantMy master's. ROMEOIndeed, I should have ask'd you that before. ServantNow I'll tell you without asking: my master is thegreat rich Capulet; and if you be not of the houseof Montagues, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine. Rest you merry!ExitBENVOLIOAt this same ancient feast of Capulet'sSups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMWith all the admired beauties of Verona:Go thither; and, with unattainted eye,Compare her face with some that I shall show,And I will make thee think thy swan a crow. ROMEOWhen the devout religion of mine eyeMaintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires;And these, who often drown'd could never die,Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars!One fairer than my love!


It iswritten, that the shoemaker should meddle with hisyard, and the tailor with his last, the fisher withhis pencil, and the painter with his nets; but I amsent to find those persons whose names are here Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMwrit, and can never find what names the writingperson hath here writ. I must to the learned.--In good time. Enter BENVOLIO and ROMEOBENVOLIOTut, man, one fire burns out another's burning,One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish;Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning;One desperate grief cures with another's languish:Take thou some new infection to thy eye,And the rank poison of the old will die. ROMEOYour plaintain-leaf is excellent for that. BENVOLIOFor what, I pray thee?ROMEOFor your broken shin. BENVOLIOWhy, Romeo, art thou mad?ROMEONot mad, but bound more than a mad-man is;Shut up in prison, kept without my food,Whipp'd and tormented and--God-den, good fellow. ServantGod gi' god-den. I pray, sir, can you read?ROMEOAy, mine own fortune in my misery. ServantPerhaps you have learned it without book: but, Ipray, can you read any thing you see?ROMEOAy, if I know the letters and the language. Servant Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMYe say honestly: rest you merry!ROMEOStay, fellow; I can read. Reads'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters;County Anselme and his beauteous sisters; the ladywidow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his lovelynieces; Mercutio and his brother Valentine; mineuncle Capulet, his wife and daughters; my fair nieceRosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousinTybalt, Lucio and the lively Helena.'. A fairassembly: whither should they come?ServantUp. ROMEOWhither?ServantTo supper; to our house. ROMEOWhose house?ServantMy master's. ROMEOIndeed, I should have ask'd you that before. ServantNow I'll tell you without asking: my master is thegreat rich Capulet; and if you be not of the houseof Montagues, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine. Rest you merry!ExitBENVOLIOAt this same ancient feast of Capulet'sSups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMWith all the admired beauties of Verona:Go thither; and, with unattainted eye,Compare her face with some that I shall show,And I will make thee think thy swan a crow. ROMEOWhen the devout religion of mine eyeMaintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires;And these, who often drown'd could never die,Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars!One fairer than my love! The all-seeing sunNe'er saw her match since first the world begun. BENVOLIOTut, you saw her fair, none else being by,Herself poised with herself in either eye:But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'dYour lady's love against some other maidThat I will show you shining at this feast,And she shall scant show well that now shows best. ROMEOI'll go along, no such sight to be shown,But to rejoice in splendor of mine own. ExeuntSCENE III.


I must to the learned.--In good time. Enter BENVOLIO and ROMEOBENVOLIOTut, man, one fire burns out another's burning,One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish;Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning;One desperate grief cures with another's languish:Take thou some new infection to thy eye,And the rank poison of the old will die. ROMEOYour plaintain-leaf is excellent for that. BENVOLIOFor what, I pray thee?ROMEOFor your broken shin. BENVOLIOWhy, Romeo, art thou mad?ROMEONot mad, but bound more than a mad-man is;Shut up in prison, kept without my food,Whipp'd and tormented and--God-den, good fellow. ServantGod gi' god-den. I pray, sir, can you read?ROMEOAy, mine own fortune in my misery. ServantPerhaps you have learned it without book: but, Ipray, can you read any thing you see?ROMEOAy, if I know the letters and the language. Servant Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMYe say honestly: rest you merry!ROMEOStay, fellow; I can read. Reads'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters;County Anselme and his beauteous sisters; the ladywidow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his lovelynieces; Mercutio and his brother Valentine; mineuncle Capulet, his wife and daughters; my fair nieceRosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousinTybalt, Lucio and the lively Helena.'. A fairassembly: whither should they come?ServantUp. ROMEOWhither?ServantTo supper; to our house. ROMEOWhose house?ServantMy master's. ROMEOIndeed, I should have ask'd you that before. ServantNow I'll tell you without asking: my master is thegreat rich Capulet; and if you be not of the houseof Montagues, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine. Rest you merry!ExitBENVOLIOAt this same ancient feast of Capulet'sSups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMWith all the admired beauties of Verona:Go thither; and, with unattainted eye,Compare her face with some that I shall show,And I will make thee think thy swan a crow. ROMEOWhen the devout religion of mine eyeMaintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires;And these, who often drown'd could never die,Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars!One fairer than my love! The all-seeing sunNe'er saw her match since first the world begun. BENVOLIOTut, you saw her fair, none else being by,Herself poised with herself in either eye:But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'dYour lady's love against some other maidThat I will show you shining at this feast,And she shall scant show well that now shows best. ROMEOI'll go along, no such sight to be shown,But to rejoice in splendor of mine own. ExeuntSCENE III. A room in Capulet's house. Enter LADY CAPULET and NurseLADY CAPULETNurse, where's my daughter?


I pray, sir, can you read?ROMEOAy, mine own fortune in my misery. ServantPerhaps you have learned it without book: but, Ipray, can you read any thing you see?ROMEOAy, if I know the letters and the language. Servant Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMYe say honestly: rest you merry!ROMEOStay, fellow; I can read. Reads'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters;County Anselme and his beauteous sisters; the ladywidow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his lovelynieces; Mercutio and his brother Valentine; mineuncle Capulet, his wife and daughters; my fair nieceRosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousinTybalt, Lucio and the lively Helena.'. A fairassembly: whither should they come?ServantUp. ROMEOWhither?ServantTo supper; to our house. ROMEOWhose house?ServantMy master's. ROMEOIndeed, I should have ask'd you that before. ServantNow I'll tell you without asking: my master is thegreat rich Capulet; and if you be not of the houseof Montagues, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine. Rest you merry!ExitBENVOLIOAt this same ancient feast of Capulet'sSups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMWith all the admired beauties of Verona:Go thither; and, with unattainted eye,Compare her face with some that I shall show,And I will make thee think thy swan a crow. ROMEOWhen the devout religion of mine eyeMaintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires;And these, who often drown'd could never die,Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars!One fairer than my love! The all-seeing sunNe'er saw her match since first the world begun. BENVOLIOTut, you saw her fair, none else being by,Herself poised with herself in either eye:But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'dYour lady's love against some other maidThat I will show you shining at this feast,And she shall scant show well that now shows best. ROMEOI'll go along, no such sight to be shown,But to rejoice in splendor of mine own. ExeuntSCENE III. A room in Capulet's house. Enter LADY CAPULET and NurseLADY CAPULETNurse, where's my daughter? Call her forth to me. NurseNow, by my maidenhead, at twelve year old,I bade her come.


The all-seeing sunNe'er saw her match since first the world begun. BENVOLIOTut, you saw her fair, none else being by,Herself poised with herself in either eye:But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'dYour lady's love against some other maidThat I will show you shining at this feast,And she shall scant show well that now shows best. ROMEOI'll go along, no such sight to be shown,But to rejoice in splendor of mine own. ExeuntSCENE III. A room in Capulet's house. Enter LADY CAPULET and NurseLADY CAPULETNurse, where's my daughter? Call her forth to me. NurseNow, by my maidenhead, at twelve year old,I bade her come. What, lamb! What, ladybird!God forbid! Where's this girl? What, Juliet!Enter JULIETJULIETHow now! Who calls?NurseYour mother. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETMadam, I am here. What is your will?LADY CAPULETThis is the matter:--Nurse, give leave awhile,We must talk in secret:--nurse, come back again;I have remember'd me, thou's hear our counsel. Thou know'st my daughter's of a pretty age. NurseFaith, I can tell her age unto an hour. LADY CAPULETShe's not fourteen. NurseI'll lay fourteen of my teeth,-And yet, to my teeth be it spoken, I have but four-She is not fourteen.


Where's this girl? What, Juliet!Enter JULIETJULIETHow now! Who calls?NurseYour mother. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETMadam, I am here. What is your will?LADY CAPULETThis is the matter:--Nurse, give leave awhile,We must talk in secret:--nurse, come back again;I have remember'd me, thou's hear our counsel. Thou know'st my daughter's of a pretty age. NurseFaith, I can tell her age unto an hour. LADY CAPULETShe's not fourteen. NurseI'll lay fourteen of my teeth,-And yet, to my teeth be it spoken, I have but four-She is not fourteen. How long is it nowTo Lammas-tide?LADY CAPULETA fortnight and odd days. NurseEven or odd, of all days in the year,Come Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen. Susan and she--God rest all Christian souls!-Were of an age: well, Susan is with God;She was too good for me: but, as I said,On Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen;That shall she, marry; I remember it well. 'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years;And she was wean'd,--I never shall forget it,-Of all the days of the year, upon that day:For I had then laid wormwood to my dug,Sitting in the sun under the dove-house wall;My lord and you were then at Mantua:-Nay, I do bear a brain:--but, as I said,When it did taste the wormwood on the nippleOf my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool,To see it tetchy and fall out with the dug!Shake quoth the dove-house: 'twas no need, I trow,To bid me trudge:And since that time it is eleven years; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMFor then she could stand alone; nay, by the rood,She could have run and waddled all about;For even the day before, she broke her brow:And then my husband--God be with his soul!A' was a merry man--took up the child:'Yea,' quoth he, 'dost thou fall upon thy face?Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit;Wilt thou not, Jule?'. And, by my holidame,The pretty wretch left crying and said 'Ay. 'To see, now, how a jest shall come about!I warrant, an I should live a thousand years,I never should forget it: 'Wilt thou not, Jule?'. Quoth he;And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay. 'LADY CAPULETEnough of this; I pray thee, hold thy peace. NurseYes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh,To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay. 'And yet, I warrant, it had upon its browA bump as big as a young cockerel's stone;A parlous knock; and it cried bitterly:'Yea,' quoth my husband,'fall'st upon thy face?Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age;Wilt thou not, Jule?'. It stinted and said 'Ay. 'JULIETAnd stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I.NursePeace, I have done.


What, Juliet!Enter JULIETJULIETHow now! Who calls?NurseYour mother. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETMadam, I am here. What is your will?LADY CAPULETThis is the matter:--Nurse, give leave awhile,We must talk in secret:--nurse, come back again;I have remember'd me, thou's hear our counsel. Thou know'st my daughter's of a pretty age. NurseFaith, I can tell her age unto an hour. LADY CAPULETShe's not fourteen. NurseI'll lay fourteen of my teeth,-And yet, to my teeth be it spoken, I have but four-She is not fourteen. How long is it nowTo Lammas-tide?LADY CAPULETA fortnight and odd days. NurseEven or odd, of all days in the year,Come Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen. Susan and she--God rest all Christian souls!-Were of an age: well, Susan is with God;She was too good for me: but, as I said,On Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen;That shall she, marry; I remember it well. 'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years;And she was wean'd,--I never shall forget it,-Of all the days of the year, upon that day:For I had then laid wormwood to my dug,Sitting in the sun under the dove-house wall;My lord and you were then at Mantua:-Nay, I do bear a brain:--but, as I said,When it did taste the wormwood on the nippleOf my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool,To see it tetchy and fall out with the dug!Shake quoth the dove-house: 'twas no need, I trow,To bid me trudge:And since that time it is eleven years; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMFor then she could stand alone; nay, by the rood,She could have run and waddled all about;For even the day before, she broke her brow:And then my husband--God be with his soul!A' was a merry man--took up the child:'Yea,' quoth he, 'dost thou fall upon thy face?Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit;Wilt thou not, Jule?'. And, by my holidame,The pretty wretch left crying and said 'Ay. 'To see, now, how a jest shall come about!I warrant, an I should live a thousand years,I never should forget it: 'Wilt thou not, Jule?'. Quoth he;And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay. 'LADY CAPULETEnough of this; I pray thee, hold thy peace. NurseYes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh,To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay. 'And yet, I warrant, it had upon its browA bump as big as a young cockerel's stone;A parlous knock; and it cried bitterly:'Yea,' quoth my husband,'fall'st upon thy face?Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age;Wilt thou not, Jule?'. It stinted and said 'Ay. 'JULIETAnd stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I.NursePeace, I have done. God mark thee to his grace!Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed:An I might live to see thee married once,I have my wish. LADY CAPULETMarry, that 'marry' is the very themeI came to talk of.


Who calls?NurseYour mother. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETMadam, I am here. What is your will?LADY CAPULETThis is the matter:--Nurse, give leave awhile,We must talk in secret:--nurse, come back again;I have remember'd me, thou's hear our counsel. Thou know'st my daughter's of a pretty age. NurseFaith, I can tell her age unto an hour. LADY CAPULETShe's not fourteen. NurseI'll lay fourteen of my teeth,-And yet, to my teeth be it spoken, I have but four-She is not fourteen. How long is it nowTo Lammas-tide?LADY CAPULETA fortnight and odd days. NurseEven or odd, of all days in the year,Come Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen. Susan and she--God rest all Christian souls!-Were of an age: well, Susan is with God;She was too good for me: but, as I said,On Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen;That shall she, marry; I remember it well. 'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years;And she was wean'd,--I never shall forget it,-Of all the days of the year, upon that day:For I had then laid wormwood to my dug,Sitting in the sun under the dove-house wall;My lord and you were then at Mantua:-Nay, I do bear a brain:--but, as I said,When it did taste the wormwood on the nippleOf my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool,To see it tetchy and fall out with the dug!Shake quoth the dove-house: 'twas no need, I trow,To bid me trudge:And since that time it is eleven years; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMFor then she could stand alone; nay, by the rood,She could have run and waddled all about;For even the day before, she broke her brow:And then my husband--God be with his soul!A' was a merry man--took up the child:'Yea,' quoth he, 'dost thou fall upon thy face?Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit;Wilt thou not, Jule?'. And, by my holidame,The pretty wretch left crying and said 'Ay. 'To see, now, how a jest shall come about!I warrant, an I should live a thousand years,I never should forget it: 'Wilt thou not, Jule?'. Quoth he;And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay. 'LADY CAPULETEnough of this; I pray thee, hold thy peace. NurseYes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh,To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay. 'And yet, I warrant, it had upon its browA bump as big as a young cockerel's stone;A parlous knock; and it cried bitterly:'Yea,' quoth my husband,'fall'st upon thy face?Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age;Wilt thou not, Jule?'. It stinted and said 'Ay. 'JULIETAnd stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I.NursePeace, I have done. God mark thee to his grace!Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed:An I might live to see thee married once,I have my wish. LADY CAPULETMarry, that 'marry' is the very themeI came to talk of. Tell me, daughter Juliet,How stands your disposition to be married?JULIETIt is an honour that I dream not of. NurseAn honour!


How long is it nowTo Lammas-tide?LADY CAPULETA fortnight and odd days. NurseEven or odd, of all days in the year,Come Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen. Susan and she--God rest all Christian souls!-Were of an age: well, Susan is with God;She was too good for me: but, as I said,On Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen;That shall she, marry; I remember it well. 'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years;And she was wean'd,--I never shall forget it,-Of all the days of the year, upon that day:For I had then laid wormwood to my dug,Sitting in the sun under the dove-house wall;My lord and you were then at Mantua:-Nay, I do bear a brain:--but, as I said,When it did taste the wormwood on the nippleOf my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool,To see it tetchy and fall out with the dug!Shake quoth the dove-house: 'twas no need, I trow,To bid me trudge:And since that time it is eleven years; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMFor then she could stand alone; nay, by the rood,She could have run and waddled all about;For even the day before, she broke her brow:And then my husband--God be with his soul!A' was a merry man--took up the child:'Yea,' quoth he, 'dost thou fall upon thy face?Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit;Wilt thou not, Jule?'. And, by my holidame,The pretty wretch left crying and said 'Ay. 'To see, now, how a jest shall come about!I warrant, an I should live a thousand years,I never should forget it: 'Wilt thou not, Jule?'. Quoth he;And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay. 'LADY CAPULETEnough of this; I pray thee, hold thy peace. NurseYes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh,To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay. 'And yet, I warrant, it had upon its browA bump as big as a young cockerel's stone;A parlous knock; and it cried bitterly:'Yea,' quoth my husband,'fall'st upon thy face?Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age;Wilt thou not, Jule?'. It stinted and said 'Ay. 'JULIETAnd stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I.NursePeace, I have done. God mark thee to his grace!Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed:An I might live to see thee married once,I have my wish. LADY CAPULETMarry, that 'marry' is the very themeI came to talk of. Tell me, daughter Juliet,How stands your disposition to be married?JULIETIt is an honour that I dream not of. NurseAn honour! Were not I thine only nurse, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMI would say thou hadst suck'd wisdom from thy teat. LADY CAPULETWell, think of marriage now; younger than you,Here in Verona, ladies of esteem,Are made already mothers: by my count,I was your mother much upon these yearsThat you are now a maid.


God mark thee to his grace!Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed:An I might live to see thee married once,I have my wish. LADY CAPULETMarry, that 'marry' is the very themeI came to talk of. Tell me, daughter Juliet,How stands your disposition to be married?JULIETIt is an honour that I dream not of. NurseAn honour! Were not I thine only nurse, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMI would say thou hadst suck'd wisdom from thy teat. LADY CAPULETWell, think of marriage now; younger than you,Here in Verona, ladies of esteem,Are made already mothers: by my count,I was your mother much upon these yearsThat you are now a maid. Thus then in brief:The valiant Paris seeks you for his love. NurseA man, young lady! Lady, such a manAs all the world--why, he's a man of wax. LADY CAPULETVerona's summer hath not such a flower. NurseNay, he's a flower; in faith, a very flower. LADY CAPULETWhat say you? Can you love the gentleman?This night you shall behold him at our feast;Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face,And find delight writ there with beauty's pen;Examine every married lineament,And see how one another lends contentAnd what obscured in this fair volume liesFind written in the margent of his eyes. This precious book of love, this unbound lover,To beautify him, only lacks a cover:The fish lives in the sea, and 'tis much prideFor fair without the fair within to hide:That book in many's eyes doth share the glory,That in gold clasps locks in the golden story;So shall you share all that he doth possess,By having him, making yourself no less. NurseNo less!


Thus then in brief:The valiant Paris seeks you for his love. NurseA man, young lady! Lady, such a manAs all the world--why, he's a man of wax. LADY CAPULETVerona's summer hath not such a flower. NurseNay, he's a flower; in faith, a very flower. LADY CAPULETWhat say you? Can you love the gentleman?This night you shall behold him at our feast;Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face,And find delight writ there with beauty's pen;Examine every married lineament,And see how one another lends contentAnd what obscured in this fair volume liesFind written in the margent of his eyes. This precious book of love, this unbound lover,To beautify him, only lacks a cover:The fish lives in the sea, and 'tis much prideFor fair without the fair within to hide:That book in many's eyes doth share the glory,That in gold clasps locks in the golden story;So shall you share all that he doth possess,By having him, making yourself no less. NurseNo less! Nay, bigger; women grow by men. LADY CAPULETSpeak briefly, can you like of Paris' love?JULIETI'll look to like, if looking liking move: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBut no more deep will I endart mine eyeThan your consent gives strength to make it fly. Enter a ServantServantMadam, the guests are come, supper served up, youcalled, my young lady asked for, the nurse cursed inthe pantry, and every thing in extremity. I musthence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. LADY CAPULETWe follow thee. Exit ServantJuliet, the county stays. NurseGo, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. ExeuntSCENE IV.


Can you love the gentleman?This night you shall behold him at our feast;Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face,And find delight writ there with beauty's pen;Examine every married lineament,And see how one another lends contentAnd what obscured in this fair volume liesFind written in the margent of his eyes. This precious book of love, this unbound lover,To beautify him, only lacks a cover:The fish lives in the sea, and 'tis much prideFor fair without the fair within to hide:That book in many's eyes doth share the glory,That in gold clasps locks in the golden story;So shall you share all that he doth possess,By having him, making yourself no less. NurseNo less! Nay, bigger; women grow by men. LADY CAPULETSpeak briefly, can you like of Paris' love?JULIETI'll look to like, if looking liking move: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBut no more deep will I endart mine eyeThan your consent gives strength to make it fly. Enter a ServantServantMadam, the guests are come, supper served up, youcalled, my young lady asked for, the nurse cursed inthe pantry, and every thing in extremity. I musthence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. LADY CAPULETWe follow thee. Exit ServantJuliet, the county stays. NurseGo, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. ExeuntSCENE IV. A street. Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six Maskers, Torch-bearers, and othersROMEOWhat, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?Or shall we on without a apology?BENVOLIOThe date is out of such prolixity:We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf,Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath,Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper;Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spokeAfter the prompter, for our entrance:But let them measure us by what they will;We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. ROMEOGive me a torch: I am not for this ambling;Being but heavy, I will bear the light. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. ROMEONot I, believe me: you have dancing shoesWith nimble soles: I have a soul of leadSo stakes me to the ground I cannot move. MERCUTIOYou are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings,And soar with them above a common bound. ROMEOI am too sore enpierced with his shaftTo soar with his light feathers, and so bound,I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe:Under love's heavy burden do I sink. MERCUTIOAnd, to sink in it, should you burden love;Too great oppression for a tender thing. ROMEOIs love a tender thing?


Nay, bigger; women grow by men. LADY CAPULETSpeak briefly, can you like of Paris' love?JULIETI'll look to like, if looking liking move: Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBut no more deep will I endart mine eyeThan your consent gives strength to make it fly. Enter a ServantServantMadam, the guests are come, supper served up, youcalled, my young lady asked for, the nurse cursed inthe pantry, and every thing in extremity. I musthence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. LADY CAPULETWe follow thee. Exit ServantJuliet, the county stays. NurseGo, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. ExeuntSCENE IV. A street. Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six Maskers, Torch-bearers, and othersROMEOWhat, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?Or shall we on without a apology?BENVOLIOThe date is out of such prolixity:We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf,Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath,Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper;Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spokeAfter the prompter, for our entrance:But let them measure us by what they will;We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. ROMEOGive me a torch: I am not for this ambling;Being but heavy, I will bear the light. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. ROMEONot I, believe me: you have dancing shoesWith nimble soles: I have a soul of leadSo stakes me to the ground I cannot move. MERCUTIOYou are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings,And soar with them above a common bound. ROMEOI am too sore enpierced with his shaftTo soar with his light feathers, and so bound,I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe:Under love's heavy burden do I sink. MERCUTIOAnd, to sink in it, should you burden love;Too great oppression for a tender thing. ROMEOIs love a tender thing? It is too rough,Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. MERCUTIOIf love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in:A visor for a visor!


I musthence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. LADY CAPULETWe follow thee. Exit ServantJuliet, the county stays. NurseGo, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. ExeuntSCENE IV. A street. Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six Maskers, Torch-bearers, and othersROMEOWhat, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?Or shall we on without a apology?BENVOLIOThe date is out of such prolixity:We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf,Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath,Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper;Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spokeAfter the prompter, for our entrance:But let them measure us by what they will;We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. ROMEOGive me a torch: I am not for this ambling;Being but heavy, I will bear the light. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. ROMEONot I, believe me: you have dancing shoesWith nimble soles: I have a soul of leadSo stakes me to the ground I cannot move. MERCUTIOYou are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings,And soar with them above a common bound. ROMEOI am too sore enpierced with his shaftTo soar with his light feathers, and so bound,I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe:Under love's heavy burden do I sink. MERCUTIOAnd, to sink in it, should you burden love;Too great oppression for a tender thing. ROMEOIs love a tender thing? It is too rough,Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. MERCUTIOIf love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in:A visor for a visor! What care IWhat curious eye doth quote deformities?Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me. BENVOLIOCome, knock and enter; and no sooner in,But every man betake him to his legs. ROMEOA torch for me: let wantons light of heartTickle the senseless rushes with their heels,For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase;I'll be a candle-holder, and look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word:If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mireOf this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'stUp to the ears.


A street. Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six Maskers, Torch-bearers, and othersROMEOWhat, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?Or shall we on without a apology?BENVOLIOThe date is out of such prolixity:We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf,Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath,Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper;Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spokeAfter the prompter, for our entrance:But let them measure us by what they will;We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. ROMEOGive me a torch: I am not for this ambling;Being but heavy, I will bear the light. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMNay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. ROMEONot I, believe me: you have dancing shoesWith nimble soles: I have a soul of leadSo stakes me to the ground I cannot move. MERCUTIOYou are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings,And soar with them above a common bound. ROMEOI am too sore enpierced with his shaftTo soar with his light feathers, and so bound,I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe:Under love's heavy burden do I sink. MERCUTIOAnd, to sink in it, should you burden love;Too great oppression for a tender thing. ROMEOIs love a tender thing? It is too rough,Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. MERCUTIOIf love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in:A visor for a visor! What care IWhat curious eye doth quote deformities?Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me. BENVOLIOCome, knock and enter; and no sooner in,But every man betake him to his legs. ROMEOA torch for me: let wantons light of heartTickle the senseless rushes with their heels,For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase;I'll be a candle-holder, and look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word:If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mireOf this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'stUp to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!ROMEONay, that's not so. MERCUTIOI mean, sir, in delayWe waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. Take our good meaning, for our judgment sitsFive times in that ere once in our five wits. ROMEOAnd we mean well in going to this mask;But 'tis no wit to go. MERCUTIOWhy, may one ask?ROMEOI dream'd a dream to-night. MERCUTIOAnd so did I.ROMEOWell, what was yours?MERCUTIOThat dreamers often lie. ROMEOIn bed asleep, while they do dream things true. MERCUTIOO, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stoneOn the fore-finger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiesAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep;Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe cover of the wings of grasshoppers,The traces of the smallest spider's web,The collars of the moonshine's watery beams,Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film,Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,Not so big as a round little wormPrick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;Her chariot is an empty hazel-nutMade by the joiner squirrel or old grub,Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by nightThrough lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight,O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees,O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream,Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are:Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,And then dreams he of smelling out a suit;And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tailTickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep,Then dreams, he of another benefice:Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,Of healths five-fathom deep; and then anonDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,And being thus frighted swears a prayer or twoAnd sleeps again.


It is too rough,Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. MERCUTIOIf love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in:A visor for a visor! What care IWhat curious eye doth quote deformities?Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me. BENVOLIOCome, knock and enter; and no sooner in,But every man betake him to his legs. ROMEOA torch for me: let wantons light of heartTickle the senseless rushes with their heels,For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase;I'll be a candle-holder, and look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word:If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mireOf this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'stUp to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!ROMEONay, that's not so. MERCUTIOI mean, sir, in delayWe waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. Take our good meaning, for our judgment sitsFive times in that ere once in our five wits. ROMEOAnd we mean well in going to this mask;But 'tis no wit to go. MERCUTIOWhy, may one ask?ROMEOI dream'd a dream to-night. MERCUTIOAnd so did I.ROMEOWell, what was yours?MERCUTIOThat dreamers often lie. ROMEOIn bed asleep, while they do dream things true. MERCUTIOO, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stoneOn the fore-finger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiesAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep;Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe cover of the wings of grasshoppers,The traces of the smallest spider's web,The collars of the moonshine's watery beams,Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film,Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,Not so big as a round little wormPrick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;Her chariot is an empty hazel-nutMade by the joiner squirrel or old grub,Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by nightThrough lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight,O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees,O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream,Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are:Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,And then dreams he of smelling out a suit;And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tailTickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep,Then dreams, he of another benefice:Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,Of healths five-fathom deep; and then anonDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,And being thus frighted swears a prayer or twoAnd sleeps again. This is that very MabThat plats the manes of horses in the night,And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs,Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes:This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,That presses them and learns them first to bear,Making them women of good carriage:This is she-ROMEOPeace, peace, Mercutio, peace!Thou talk'st of nothing. MERCUTIOTrue, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,Which is as thin of substance as the airAnd more inconstant than the wind, who wooesEven now the frozen bosom of the north,And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOThis wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves;Supper is done, and we shall come too late. ROMEOI fear, too early: for my mind misgivesSome consequence yet hanging in the starsShall bitterly begin his fearful dateWith this night's revels and expire the termOf a despised life closed in my breastBy some vile forfeit of untimely death. But He, that hath the steerage of my course,Direct my sail!


What care IWhat curious eye doth quote deformities?Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me. BENVOLIOCome, knock and enter; and no sooner in,But every man betake him to his legs. ROMEOA torch for me: let wantons light of heartTickle the senseless rushes with their heels,For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase;I'll be a candle-holder, and look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. MERCUTIO Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMTut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word:If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mireOf this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'stUp to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!ROMEONay, that's not so. MERCUTIOI mean, sir, in delayWe waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. Take our good meaning, for our judgment sitsFive times in that ere once in our five wits. ROMEOAnd we mean well in going to this mask;But 'tis no wit to go. MERCUTIOWhy, may one ask?ROMEOI dream'd a dream to-night. MERCUTIOAnd so did I.ROMEOWell, what was yours?MERCUTIOThat dreamers often lie. ROMEOIn bed asleep, while they do dream things true. MERCUTIOO, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stoneOn the fore-finger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiesAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep;Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe cover of the wings of grasshoppers,The traces of the smallest spider's web,The collars of the moonshine's watery beams,Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film,Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,Not so big as a round little wormPrick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;Her chariot is an empty hazel-nutMade by the joiner squirrel or old grub,Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by nightThrough lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight,O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees,O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream,Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are:Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,And then dreams he of smelling out a suit;And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tailTickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep,Then dreams, he of another benefice:Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,Of healths five-fathom deep; and then anonDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,And being thus frighted swears a prayer or twoAnd sleeps again. This is that very MabThat plats the manes of horses in the night,And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs,Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes:This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,That presses them and learns them first to bear,Making them women of good carriage:This is she-ROMEOPeace, peace, Mercutio, peace!Thou talk'st of nothing. MERCUTIOTrue, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,Which is as thin of substance as the airAnd more inconstant than the wind, who wooesEven now the frozen bosom of the north,And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOThis wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves;Supper is done, and we shall come too late. ROMEOI fear, too early: for my mind misgivesSome consequence yet hanging in the starsShall bitterly begin his fearful dateWith this night's revels and expire the termOf a despised life closed in my breastBy some vile forfeit of untimely death. But He, that hath the steerage of my course,Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen. BENVOLIOStrike, drum. ExeuntSCENE V.


Come, we burn daylight, ho!ROMEONay, that's not so. MERCUTIOI mean, sir, in delayWe waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. Take our good meaning, for our judgment sitsFive times in that ere once in our five wits. ROMEOAnd we mean well in going to this mask;But 'tis no wit to go. MERCUTIOWhy, may one ask?ROMEOI dream'd a dream to-night. MERCUTIOAnd so did I.ROMEOWell, what was yours?MERCUTIOThat dreamers often lie. ROMEOIn bed asleep, while they do dream things true. MERCUTIOO, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stoneOn the fore-finger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiesAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep;Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThe cover of the wings of grasshoppers,The traces of the smallest spider's web,The collars of the moonshine's watery beams,Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film,Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,Not so big as a round little wormPrick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;Her chariot is an empty hazel-nutMade by the joiner squirrel or old grub,Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by nightThrough lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight,O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees,O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream,Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are:Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,And then dreams he of smelling out a suit;And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tailTickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep,Then dreams, he of another benefice:Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,Of healths five-fathom deep; and then anonDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,And being thus frighted swears a prayer or twoAnd sleeps again. This is that very MabThat plats the manes of horses in the night,And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs,Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes:This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,That presses them and learns them first to bear,Making them women of good carriage:This is she-ROMEOPeace, peace, Mercutio, peace!Thou talk'st of nothing. MERCUTIOTrue, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,Which is as thin of substance as the airAnd more inconstant than the wind, who wooesEven now the frozen bosom of the north,And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOThis wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves;Supper is done, and we shall come too late. ROMEOI fear, too early: for my mind misgivesSome consequence yet hanging in the starsShall bitterly begin his fearful dateWith this night's revels and expire the termOf a despised life closed in my breastBy some vile forfeit of untimely death. But He, that hath the steerage of my course,Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen. BENVOLIOStrike, drum. ExeuntSCENE V. A hall in Capulet's house. Musicians waiting.


This is that very MabThat plats the manes of horses in the night,And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs,Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes:This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,That presses them and learns them first to bear,Making them women of good carriage:This is she-ROMEOPeace, peace, Mercutio, peace!Thou talk'st of nothing. MERCUTIOTrue, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,Which is as thin of substance as the airAnd more inconstant than the wind, who wooesEven now the frozen bosom of the north,And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOThis wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves;Supper is done, and we shall come too late. ROMEOI fear, too early: for my mind misgivesSome consequence yet hanging in the starsShall bitterly begin his fearful dateWith this night's revels and expire the termOf a despised life closed in my breastBy some vile forfeit of untimely death. But He, that hath the steerage of my course,Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen. BENVOLIOStrike, drum. ExeuntSCENE V. A hall in Capulet's house. Musicians waiting. Enter Servingmen with napkinsFirst ServantWhere's Potpan, that he helps not to take away? Heshift a trencher? He scrape a trencher!Second ServantWhen good manners shall lie all in one or two men'shands and they unwashed too, 'tis a foul thing. First ServantAway with the joint-stools, remove thecourt-cupboard, look to the plate.


Enter Servingmen with napkinsFirst ServantWhere's Potpan, that he helps not to take away? Heshift a trencher? He scrape a trencher!Second ServantWhen good manners shall lie all in one or two men'shands and they unwashed too, 'tis a foul thing. First ServantAway with the joint-stools, remove thecourt-cupboard, look to the plate. Good thou, saveme a piece of marchpane; and, as thou lovest me, letthe porter let in Susan Grindstone and Nell. Antony, and Potpan!Second ServantAy, boy, ready. First ServantYou are looked for and called for, asked for andsought for, in the great chamber. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMSecond ServantWe cannot be here and there too. Cheerly, boys; bebrisk awhile, and the longer liver take all. Enter CAPULET, with JULIET and others of his house, meeting the Guests and MaskersCAPULETWelcome, gentlemen! Ladies that have their toesUnplagued with corns will have a bout with you. Ah ha, my mistresses! Which of you allWill now deny to dance? She that makes dainty,She, I'll swear, hath corns; am I come near ye now?Welcome, gentlemen! I have seen the dayThat I have worn a visor and could tellA whispering tale in a fair lady's ear,Such as would please: 'tis gone, 'tis gone, 'tis gone:You are welcome, gentlemen! Come, musicians, play. A hall, a hall! Give room! And foot it, girls. Music plays, and they danceMore light, you knaves; and turn the tables up,And quench the fire, the room is grown too hot. Ah, sirrah, this unlook'd-for sport comes well. Nay, sit, nay, sit, good cousin Capulet;For you and I are past our dancing days:How long is't now since last yourself and IWere in a mask?Second CapuletBy'r lady, thirty years. CAPULETWhat, man!


Come, musicians, play. A hall, a hall! Give room! And foot it, girls. Music plays, and they danceMore light, you knaves; and turn the tables up,And quench the fire, the room is grown too hot. Ah, sirrah, this unlook'd-for sport comes well. Nay, sit, nay, sit, good cousin Capulet;For you and I are past our dancing days:How long is't now since last yourself and IWere in a mask?Second CapuletBy'r lady, thirty years. CAPULETWhat, man! '. Tis not so much, 'tis not so much:'Tis since the nuptials of Lucentio,Come pentecost as quickly as it will,Some five and twenty years; and then we mask'd. Second Capulet'Tis more, 'tis more, his son is elder, sir;His son is thirty. CAPULETWill you tell me that?His son was but a ward two years ago. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEO To a Servingman What lady is that, which dothenrich the handOf yonder knight?ServantI know not, sir. ROMEOO, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!It seems she hangs upon the cheek of nightLike a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows. The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand. Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. TYBALTThis, by his voice, should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier, boy. What dares the slaveCome hither, cover'd with an antic face,To fleer and scorn at our solemnity?Now, by the stock and honour of my kin,To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin. CAPULETWhy, how now, kinsman!


'tis not so much, 'tis not so much:'Tis since the nuptials of Lucentio,Come pentecost as quickly as it will,Some five and twenty years; and then we mask'd. Second Capulet'Tis more, 'tis more, his son is elder, sir;His son is thirty. CAPULETWill you tell me that?His son was but a ward two years ago. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMROMEO To a Servingman What lady is that, which dothenrich the handOf yonder knight?ServantI know not, sir. ROMEOO, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!It seems she hangs upon the cheek of nightLike a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows. The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand. Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. TYBALTThis, by his voice, should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier, boy. What dares the slaveCome hither, cover'd with an antic face,To fleer and scorn at our solemnity?Now, by the stock and honour of my kin,To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin. CAPULETWhy, how now, kinsman! Wherefore storm you so?TYBALTUncle, this is a Montague, our foe,A villain that is hither come in spite,To scorn at our solemnity this night. CAPULETYoung Romeo is it?TYBALT'Tis he, that villain Romeo. CAPULETContent thee, gentle coz, let him alone;He bears him like a portly gentleman; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd, to say truth, Verona brags of himTo be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth:I would not for the wealth of all the townHere in my house do him disparagement:Therefore be patient, take no note of him:It is my will, the which if thou respect,Show a fair presence and put off these frowns,And ill-beseeming semblance for a feast. TYBALTIt fits, when such a villain is a guest:I'll not endure him. CAPULETHe shall be endured:What, goodman boy!


Forswear it, sight!For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. TYBALTThis, by his voice, should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier, boy. What dares the slaveCome hither, cover'd with an antic face,To fleer and scorn at our solemnity?Now, by the stock and honour of my kin,To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin. CAPULETWhy, how now, kinsman! Wherefore storm you so?TYBALTUncle, this is a Montague, our foe,A villain that is hither come in spite,To scorn at our solemnity this night. CAPULETYoung Romeo is it?TYBALT'Tis he, that villain Romeo. CAPULETContent thee, gentle coz, let him alone;He bears him like a portly gentleman; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd, to say truth, Verona brags of himTo be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth:I would not for the wealth of all the townHere in my house do him disparagement:Therefore be patient, take no note of him:It is my will, the which if thou respect,Show a fair presence and put off these frowns,And ill-beseeming semblance for a feast. TYBALTIt fits, when such a villain is a guest:I'll not endure him. CAPULETHe shall be endured:What, goodman boy! I say, he shall: go to;Am I the master here, or you? Go to. You'll not endure him! God shall mend my soul!You'll make a mutiny among my guests!You will set cock-a-hoop! You'll be the man!TYBALTWhy, uncle, 'tis a shame. CAPULETGo to, go to;You are a saucy boy: is't so, indeed?This trick may chance to scathe you, I know what:You must contrary me! Marry, 'tis time. Well said, my hearts! You are a princox; go:Be quiet, or--More light, more light! For shame!I'll make you quiet.


Marry, 'tis time. Well said, my hearts! You are a princox; go:Be quiet, or--More light, more light! For shame!I'll make you quiet. What, cheerly, my hearts!TYBALTPatience perforce with wilful choler meetingMakes my flesh tremble in their different greeting. I will withdraw: but this intrusion shallNow seeming sweet convert to bitter gall. ExitROMEO To JULIET If I profane with my unworthiest handThis holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready standTo smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGood pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,Which mannerly devotion shows in this;For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. ROMEOHave not saints lips, and holy palmers too?JULIETAy, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. ROMEOO, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. JULIETSaints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. ROMEOThen move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged. JULIETThen have my lips the sin that they have took. ROMEOSin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!Give me my sin again. JULIETYou kiss by the book. NurseMadam, your mother craves a word with you. ROMEOWhat is her mother?NurseMarry, bachelor,Her mother is the lady of the house, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd a good lady, and a wise and virtuousI nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;I tell you, he that can lay hold of herShall have the chinks. ROMEOIs she a Capulet?O dear account!


For shame!I'll make you quiet. What, cheerly, my hearts!TYBALTPatience perforce with wilful choler meetingMakes my flesh tremble in their different greeting. I will withdraw: but this intrusion shallNow seeming sweet convert to bitter gall. ExitROMEO To JULIET If I profane with my unworthiest handThis holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready standTo smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGood pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,Which mannerly devotion shows in this;For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. ROMEOHave not saints lips, and holy palmers too?JULIETAy, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. ROMEOO, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. JULIETSaints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. ROMEOThen move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged. JULIETThen have my lips the sin that they have took. ROMEOSin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!Give me my sin again. JULIETYou kiss by the book. NurseMadam, your mother craves a word with you. ROMEOWhat is her mother?NurseMarry, bachelor,Her mother is the lady of the house, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd a good lady, and a wise and virtuousI nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;I tell you, he that can lay hold of herShall have the chinks. ROMEOIs she a Capulet?O dear account! My life is my foe's debt. BENVOLIOAway, begone; the sport is at the best. ROMEOAy, so I fear; the more is my unrest. CAPULETNay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;We have a trifling foolish banquet towards. Is it e'en so?


What, cheerly, my hearts!TYBALTPatience perforce with wilful choler meetingMakes my flesh tremble in their different greeting. I will withdraw: but this intrusion shallNow seeming sweet convert to bitter gall. ExitROMEO To JULIET If I profane with my unworthiest handThis holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready standTo smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGood pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,Which mannerly devotion shows in this;For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. ROMEOHave not saints lips, and holy palmers too?JULIETAy, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. ROMEOO, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. JULIETSaints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. ROMEOThen move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged. JULIETThen have my lips the sin that they have took. ROMEOSin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!Give me my sin again. JULIETYou kiss by the book. NurseMadam, your mother craves a word with you. ROMEOWhat is her mother?NurseMarry, bachelor,Her mother is the lady of the house, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd a good lady, and a wise and virtuousI nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;I tell you, he that can lay hold of herShall have the chinks. ROMEOIs she a Capulet?O dear account! My life is my foe's debt. BENVOLIOAway, begone; the sport is at the best. ROMEOAy, so I fear; the more is my unrest. CAPULETNay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;We have a trifling foolish banquet towards. Is it e'en so? Why, then, I thank you allI thank you, honest gentlemen; good night. More torches here!


O trespass sweetly urged!Give me my sin again. JULIETYou kiss by the book. NurseMadam, your mother craves a word with you. ROMEOWhat is her mother?NurseMarry, bachelor,Her mother is the lady of the house, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd a good lady, and a wise and virtuousI nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;I tell you, he that can lay hold of herShall have the chinks. ROMEOIs she a Capulet?O dear account! My life is my foe's debt. BENVOLIOAway, begone; the sport is at the best. ROMEOAy, so I fear; the more is my unrest. CAPULETNay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;We have a trifling foolish banquet towards. Is it e'en so? Why, then, I thank you allI thank you, honest gentlemen; good night. More torches here! Come on then, let's to bed. Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late:I'll to my rest. Exeunt all but JULIET and NurseJULIETCome hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman?NurseThe son and heir of old Tiberio. JULIETWhat's he that now is going out of door?NurseMarry, that, I think, be young Petrucio. JULIETWhat's he that follows there, that would not dance?NurseI know not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGo ask his name: if he be married. My grave is like to be my wedding bed. NurseHis name is Romeo, and a Montague;The only son of your great enemy. JULIETMy only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me,That I must love a loathed enemy. NurseWhat's this?


Why, then, I thank you allI thank you, honest gentlemen; good night. More torches here! Come on then, let's to bed. Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late:I'll to my rest. Exeunt all but JULIET and NurseJULIETCome hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman?NurseThe son and heir of old Tiberio. JULIETWhat's he that now is going out of door?NurseMarry, that, I think, be young Petrucio. JULIETWhat's he that follows there, that would not dance?NurseI know not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGo ask his name: if he be married. My grave is like to be my wedding bed. NurseHis name is Romeo, and a Montague;The only son of your great enemy. JULIETMy only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me,That I must love a loathed enemy. NurseWhat's this? What's this?JULIETA rhyme I learn'd even nowOf one I danced withal. One calls within 'Juliet. 'NurseAnon, anon!Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone. ExeuntACT IIPROLOGUEEnter ChorusChorusNow old desire doth in his death-bed lie,And young affection gapes to be his heir;That fair for which love groan'd for and would die,With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is beloved and loves again,Alike betwitched by the charm of looks,But to his foe supposed he must complain,And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:Being held a foe, he may not have accessTo breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd she as much in love, her means much lessTo meet her new-beloved any where:But passion lends them power, time means, to meetTempering extremities with extreme sweet. ExitSCENE I.


Come on then, let's to bed. Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late:I'll to my rest. Exeunt all but JULIET and NurseJULIETCome hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman?NurseThe son and heir of old Tiberio. JULIETWhat's he that now is going out of door?NurseMarry, that, I think, be young Petrucio. JULIETWhat's he that follows there, that would not dance?NurseI know not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGo ask his name: if he be married. My grave is like to be my wedding bed. NurseHis name is Romeo, and a Montague;The only son of your great enemy. JULIETMy only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me,That I must love a loathed enemy. NurseWhat's this? What's this?JULIETA rhyme I learn'd even nowOf one I danced withal. One calls within 'Juliet. 'NurseAnon, anon!Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone. ExeuntACT IIPROLOGUEEnter ChorusChorusNow old desire doth in his death-bed lie,And young affection gapes to be his heir;That fair for which love groan'd for and would die,With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is beloved and loves again,Alike betwitched by the charm of looks,But to his foe supposed he must complain,And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:Being held a foe, he may not have accessTo breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd she as much in love, her means much lessTo meet her new-beloved any where:But passion lends them power, time means, to meetTempering extremities with extreme sweet. ExitSCENE I. A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOCan I go forward when my heart is here?Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out. He climbs the wall, and leaps down within itEnter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIOBENVOLIORomeo!


What is yond gentleman?NurseThe son and heir of old Tiberio. JULIETWhat's he that now is going out of door?NurseMarry, that, I think, be young Petrucio. JULIETWhat's he that follows there, that would not dance?NurseI know not. Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMJULIETGo ask his name: if he be married. My grave is like to be my wedding bed. NurseHis name is Romeo, and a Montague;The only son of your great enemy. JULIETMy only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me,That I must love a loathed enemy. NurseWhat's this? What's this?JULIETA rhyme I learn'd even nowOf one I danced withal. One calls within 'Juliet. 'NurseAnon, anon!Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone. ExeuntACT IIPROLOGUEEnter ChorusChorusNow old desire doth in his death-bed lie,And young affection gapes to be his heir;That fair for which love groan'd for and would die,With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is beloved and loves again,Alike betwitched by the charm of looks,But to his foe supposed he must complain,And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:Being held a foe, he may not have accessTo breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd she as much in love, her means much lessTo meet her new-beloved any where:But passion lends them power, time means, to meetTempering extremities with extreme sweet. ExitSCENE I. A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOCan I go forward when my heart is here?Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out. He climbs the wall, and leaps down within itEnter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIOBENVOLIORomeo! My cousin Romeo!MERCUTIOHe is wise;And, on my lie, hath stol'n him home to bed. BENVOLIOHe ran this way, and leap'd this orchard wall:Call, good Mercutio. MERCUTIONay, I'll conjure too. Romeo!


What's this?JULIETA rhyme I learn'd even nowOf one I danced withal. One calls within 'Juliet. 'NurseAnon, anon!Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone. ExeuntACT IIPROLOGUEEnter ChorusChorusNow old desire doth in his death-bed lie,And young affection gapes to be his heir;That fair for which love groan'd for and would die,With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is beloved and loves again,Alike betwitched by the charm of looks,But to his foe supposed he must complain,And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:Being held a foe, he may not have accessTo breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMAnd she as much in love, her means much lessTo meet her new-beloved any where:But passion lends them power, time means, to meetTempering extremities with extreme sweet. ExitSCENE I. A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOCan I go forward when my heart is here?Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out. He climbs the wall, and leaps down within itEnter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIOBENVOLIORomeo! My cousin Romeo!MERCUTIOHe is wise;And, on my lie, hath stol'n him home to bed. BENVOLIOHe ran this way, and leap'd this orchard wall:Call, good Mercutio. MERCUTIONay, I'll conjure too. Romeo! Humours! Madman! Passion!


Humours! Madman! Passion! Lover!Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh:Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied;Cry but 'Ay me!'. Pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word,One nick-name for her purblind son and heir,Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not;The ape is dead, and I must conjure him. I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thighAnd the demesnes that there adjacent lie,That in thy likeness thou appear to us! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOAnd if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him. MERCUTIOThis cannot anger him: 'twould anger himTo raise a spirit in his mistress' circleOf some strange nature, letting it there standTill she had laid it and conjured it down;That were some spite: my invocationIs fair and honest, and in his mistres s' nameI conjure only but to raise up him. BENVOLIOCome, he hath hid himself among these trees,To be consorted with the humorous night:Blind is his love and best befits the dark. MERCUTIOIf love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. Now will he sit under a medlar tree,And wish his mistress were that kind of fruitAs maids call medlars, when they laugh alone. Romeo, that she were, O, that she wereAn open et caetera, thou a poperin pear!Romeo, good night: I'll to my truckle-bed;This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep:Come, shall we go?BENVOLIOGo, then; for 'tis in vainTo seek him here that means not to be found. ExeuntSCENE II. Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOHe jests at scars that never felt a wound. JULIET appears above at a windowBut, soft!


Passion! Lover!Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh:Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied;Cry but 'Ay me!'. Pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word,One nick-name for her purblind son and heir,Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not;The ape is dead, and I must conjure him. I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thighAnd the demesnes that there adjacent lie,That in thy likeness thou appear to us! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOAnd if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him. MERCUTIOThis cannot anger him: 'twould anger himTo raise a spirit in his mistress' circleOf some strange nature, letting it there standTill she had laid it and conjured it down;That were some spite: my invocationIs fair and honest, and in his mistres s' nameI conjure only but to raise up him. BENVOLIOCome, he hath hid himself among these trees,To be consorted with the humorous night:Blind is his love and best befits the dark. MERCUTIOIf love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. Now will he sit under a medlar tree,And wish his mistress were that kind of fruitAs maids call medlars, when they laugh alone. Romeo, that she were, O, that she wereAn open et caetera, thou a poperin pear!Romeo, good night: I'll to my truckle-bed;This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep:Come, shall we go?BENVOLIOGo, then; for 'tis in vainTo seek him here that means not to be found. ExeuntSCENE II. Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOHe jests at scars that never felt a wound. JULIET appears above at a windowBut, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThat thou her maid art far more fair than she:Be not her maid, since she is envious;Her vestal livery is but sick and greenAnd none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were!She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,Having some business, do entreat her eyesTo twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head?The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heavenWould through the airy region stream so brightThat birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!O, that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!JULIETAy me!ROMEOShe speaks:O, speak again, bright angel!


Lover!Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh:Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied;Cry but 'Ay me!'. Pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word,One nick-name for her purblind son and heir,Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not;The ape is dead, and I must conjure him. I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thighAnd the demesnes that there adjacent lie,That in thy likeness thou appear to us! Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBENVOLIOAnd if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him. MERCUTIOThis cannot anger him: 'twould anger himTo raise a spirit in his mistress' circleOf some strange nature, letting it there standTill she had laid it and conjured it down;That were some spite: my invocationIs fair and honest, and in his mistres s' nameI conjure only but to raise up him. BENVOLIOCome, he hath hid himself among these trees,To be consorted with the humorous night:Blind is his love and best befits the dark. MERCUTIOIf love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. Now will he sit under a medlar tree,And wish his mistress were that kind of fruitAs maids call medlars, when they laugh alone. Romeo, that she were, O, that she wereAn open et caetera, thou a poperin pear!Romeo, good night: I'll to my truckle-bed;This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep:Come, shall we go?BENVOLIOGo, then; for 'tis in vainTo seek him here that means not to be found. ExeuntSCENE II. Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOHe jests at scars that never felt a wound. JULIET appears above at a windowBut, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThat thou her maid art far more fair than she:Be not her maid, since she is envious;Her vestal livery is but sick and greenAnd none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were!She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,Having some business, do entreat her eyesTo twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head?The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heavenWould through the airy region stream so brightThat birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!O, that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!JULIETAy me!ROMEOShe speaks:O, speak again, bright angel! For thou artAs glorious to this night, being o'er my headAs is a winged messenger of heavenUnto the white-upturned wondering eyesOf mortals that fall back to gaze on himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing cloudsAnd sails upon the bosom of the air. JULIETO Romeo, Romeo!


Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEOROMEOHe jests at scars that never felt a wound. JULIET appears above at a windowBut, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThat thou her maid art far more fair than she:Be not her maid, since she is envious;Her vestal livery is but sick and greenAnd none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were!She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,Having some business, do entreat her eyesTo twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head?The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heavenWould through the airy region stream so brightThat birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!O, that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!JULIETAy me!ROMEOShe speaks:O, speak again, bright angel! For thou artAs glorious to this night, being o'er my headAs is a winged messenger of heavenUnto the white-upturned wondering eyesOf mortals that fall back to gaze on himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing cloudsAnd sails upon the bosom of the air. JULIETO Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet. ROMEO Aside Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?JULIET'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague?


What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief, Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMThat thou her maid art far more fair than she:Be not her maid, since she is envious;Her vestal livery is but sick and greenAnd none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were!She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,Having some business, do entreat her eyesTo twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head?The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heavenWould through the airy region stream so brightThat birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!O, that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!JULIETAy me!ROMEOShe speaks:O, speak again, bright angel! For thou artAs glorious to this night, being o'er my headAs is a winged messenger of heavenUnto the white-upturned wondering eyesOf mortals that fall back to gaze on himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing cloudsAnd sails upon the bosom of the air. JULIETO Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet. ROMEO Aside Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?JULIET'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBelonging to a man.


For thou artAs glorious to this night, being o'er my headAs is a winged messenger of heavenUnto the white-upturned wondering eyesOf mortals that fall back to gaze on himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing cloudsAnd sails upon the bosom of the air. JULIETO Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet. ROMEO Aside Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?JULIET'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Romeo and Juliet: Entire Playhttp: www-tech.mit.edu Shakespeare romeo juliet full.html1 18 2007 12:23 PMBelonging to a man. O, be some other name!What's in a name? That which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet;So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,Retain that dear perfection which he owesWithout that title.