LADY CAPULET Why how now, Juliet? JULIET Madam, I am not well. LADY CAPULET Evermore weeping for your cousin’s death? What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? And if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live; Therefore have done. Some grief shows much of love, But much […]
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Enter Mother, and some musings about clothes (3.5.64-67)
Enter Mother [LADY CAPULET below]. LADY CAPULET Ho, daughter, are you up? JULIET Who is’t that calls? It is my lady mother. Is she not down so late, or up so early? What unaccustomed cause procures her hither? [She goeth down from the window and enters below.] (3.5.64-7) If – despite all my compelling […]
Continue ReadingO Fortune, send him back! (3.5.60-64)
JULIET O Fortune, Fortune, all men call thee fickle; If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him That is renowned for faith? Be fickle, Fortune: For then I hope thou wilt not keep him long, But send him back. (3.5.60-64) This is Juliet trying to get a grip on herself, […]
Continue ReadingO God! Adieu, adieu! (3.5.51-59)
JULIET O think’st thou we shall ever meet again? ROMEO I doubt it not, and all these woes shall serve For sweet discourses in our times to come! JULIET O God, I have an ill-divining soul! Methinks I see thee now, thou art so low, As one dead in the bottom of […]
Continue ReadingA parting kiss (3.5.42-50)
ROMEO Farewell, farewell! one kiss, and I’ll descend. [He goeth down.] JULIET Art thou gone so, love, lord, ay husband, friend? I must hear from thee every day in the hour, For in a minute there are many days. O, by this count I shall be much in years Ere […]
Continue ReadingDay – break… (3.5.37-41)
Enter NURSE [hastily]. NURSE Madam! JULIET Nurse? NURSE Your lady mother is coming to your chamber. The day is broke, be wary, look about. [Exit.] JULIET Then window, let day in, and let life out. (3.5.37-41) Staging. The Nurse must enter below, if the lovers are aloft, at the window; she might enter at […]
Continue ReadingLighter, and lighter, and darker still (3.5.27-36)
JULIET It is the lark that sings so out of tune, Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps. Some say the lark makes sweet division: This doth not so, for she divideth us. Some say the lark and loathèd toad changed eyes; O now I would they had changed voices too, […]
Continue ReadingNo more time for talk (3.5.23-26)
ROMEO I have more care to stay than will to go: Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so. How is’t, my soul? Let’s talk, it is not day. JULIET It is, it is, hie hence, be gone, away! (3.5.23-26) Romeo does, momentarily at least, seem to have convinced […]
Continue ReadingGrey eyes (and an unexpected owl. Possibly.) (3.5.17-22)
ROMEO Let me be ta’en, let me be put to death, I am content, so thou wilt have it so. I’ll say yond grey is not the morning’s eye, ’Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia’s brow; Nor that is not the lark whose notes do beat The vaulty heaven […]
Continue ReadingNot daybreak, but a friendly meteor (3.5.12-16)
JULIET Yond light is not daylight, I know it, I: It is some meteor that the sun exhaled To be to thee this night a torch-bearer, And light thee on thy way to Mantua. Therefore stay yet, thou need’st not to be gone. (3.5.12-16) There’s such an intricate delicacy to the […]
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