|SCENE V. Capulet's orchard.
SCENE V. Capulet's orchard.
The clock struck nine when I did send the nurse;Nurse
In half an hour she promised to return.
Perchance she cannot meet him: that's not so.
O, she is lame! love's heralds should be thoughts,
Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams,
Driving back shadows over louring hills:
Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love,
And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.
Now is the sun upon the highmost hill
Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve
Is three long hours, yet she is not come.
Had she affections and warm youthful blood,
She would be as swift in motion as a ball;
My words would bandy her to my sweet love,
And his to me:
But old folks, many feign as they were dead;
Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead.
O God, she comes!
Enter Nurse and PETERO honey nurse, what news?
Hast thou met with him? Send thy man away.
Peter, stay at the gate.JULIET
Now, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad?Nurse
Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily;
If good, thou shamest the music of sweet news
By playing it to me with so sour a face.
I am a-weary, give me leave awhile:JULIET
Fie, how my bones ache! what a jaunt have I had!
I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news:Nurse
Nay, come, I pray thee, speak; good, good nurse, speak.
Jesu, what haste? can you not stay awhile?JULIET
Do you not see that I am out of breath?
How art thou out of breath, when thou hast breathNurse
To say to me that thou art out of breath?
The excuse that thou dost make in this delay
Is longer than the tale thou dost excuse.
Is thy news good, or bad? answer to that;
Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance:
Let me be satisfied, is't good or bad?
Well, you have made a simple choice; you know notJULIET
how to choose a man: Romeo! no, not he; though his
face be better than any man's, yet his leg excels
all men's; and for a hand, and a foot, and a body,
though they be not to be talked on, yet they are
past compare: he is not the flower of courtesy,
but, I'll warrant him, as gentle as a lamb. Go thy
ways, wench; serve God. What, have you dined at home?
No, no: but all this did I know before.Nurse
What says he of our marriage? what of that?
Lord, how my head aches! what a head have I!JULIET
It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces.
My back o' t' other side,--O, my back, my back!
Beshrew your heart for sending me about,
To catch my death with jaunting up and down!
I' faith, I am sorry that thou art not well.Nurse
Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love?
Your love says, like an honest gentleman, and aJULIET
courteous, and a kind, and a handsome, and, I
warrant, a virtuous,--Where is your mother?
Where is my mother! why, she is within;Nurse
Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest!
'Your love says, like an honest gentleman,
Where is your mother?'
O God's lady dear!JULIET
Are you so hot? marry, come up, I trow;
Is this the poultice for my aching bones?
Henceforward do your messages yourself.
Here's such a coil! come, what says Romeo?Nurse
Have you got leave to go to shrift to-day?JULIET
Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence' cell;JULIET
There stays a husband to make you a wife:
Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks,
They'll be in scarlet straight at any news.
Hie you to church; I must another way,
To fetch a ladder, by the which your love
Must climb a bird's nest soon when it is dark:
I am the drudge and toil in your delight,
But you shall bear the burden soon at night.
Go; I'll to dinner: hie you to the cell.
Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.
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