FRIAR              Go get thee to thy love as was decreed,                         Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her;                         But look thou stay not till the Watch be set,                         For then thou canst not pass to Mantua,                         Where thou shalt live till we can find a time                         To blaze your marriage, reconcile […]

FRIAR              What, rouse thee, man! thy Juliet is alive,                         For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead:                         There thou art happy. Tybalt would kill thee,                         But thou slewest Tybalt: there art thou happy.                         The law that threatened death becomes thy friend,                         And turns it to exile: there art thou […]

FRIAR              Thy noble shape is but a form of wax,                         Digressing from the valour of a man;                         Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury,                         Killing that love which thou hast vowed to cherish;                         Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love,                         Misshapen in the conduct of them both,                         Like […]

FRIAR              Hast thou slain Tybalt? wilt thou slay thyself,                         And slay thy lady that in thy life lives,                         By doing damnèd hate upon thyself?                         Why rail’st thou on thy birth? the heaven and earth?                         Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet                         In thee at once, which thou […]

FRIAR                                      Hold thy desperate hand!                         Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art;                         Thy tears are womanish, thy wild acts denote                         The unreasonable fury of a beast.                         Unseemly woman in a seeming man,                         And ill-beseeming beast in seeming both,                         Thou hast amazed me. By my holy order, […]

NURSE            O she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps,                         And now falls on her bed, and then starts up,                         And Tybalt calls, and then on Romeo cries,                         And then falls down again. ROMEO                                                           As if that name,                         Shot from the deadly level of a gun,                         Did murder her, as […]

ROMEO           Nurse! [He rises.] NURSE            Ah, sir, ah, sir, death’s the end of all. ROMEO           Speak’st thou of Juliet? how is it with her?                         Doth not she think me an old murderer,                         Now I have stained the childhood of our joy                         With blood removed but little from her own?                         Where is […]

Enter NURSE. NURSE            O holy Friar, O tell me, holy Friar,                         Where’s my lady’s lord? where’s Romeo? FRIAR              There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. NURSE            O he is even in my mistress’ case,                         Just in her case. O woeful sympathy!                         Piteous predicament! even so lies she,                         Blubb’ring […]

Enter Nurse [within] and knock. FRIAR              Arise, one knocks. Good Romeo, hide thyself. ROMEO           Not I, unless the breath of heart-sick groans                         Mist-like infold me from the search of eyes. Knock. FRIAR              Hark how they knock! – Who’s there? – Romeo, arise,                         Thou wilt be taken. – Stay a while! – Stand up; Loud […]

FRIAR              O then I see that mad men have no ears. ROMEO           How should they when that wise men have no eyes? FRIAR              Let me dispute with thee of thy estate. ROMEO           Thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel.                         Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love,                         An hour […]