Romeo and Juliet
Act 4, Scene 2
A hall in Capulet’s house.
- Enter Capulet, Mother Lady Capulet, Nurse, and Servingmen,
- two or three.
Capulet3 - 5
- So many guests invite as here are writ.
- Exit First Servant.
- Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.
Second Servingman6 - 7
- You shall have none ill, sir, for I’ll try if they can lick
- their fingers.
- How canst thou try them so?
Second Servingman9 - 11
- Marry, sir, ’tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own
- fingers; therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not
- with me.
Capulet12 - 15
- Go, be gone.
- Exit Second Servant.
- We shall be much unfurnish’d for this time.
- What, is my daughter gone to Friar Lawrence?
- Ay forsooth.
Capulet17 - 18
- Well, he may chance to do some good on her.
- A peevish self-will’d harlotry it is.
- Enter Juliet.
- See where she comes from shrift with merry look.
- How now, my headstrong, where have you been gadding?
Juliet22 - 29
- Where I have learnt me to repent the sin
- Of disobedient opposition
- To you and your behests, and am enjoin’d
- By holy Lawrence to fall prostrate here
- To beg your pardon.
- She kneels down.
- Pardon, I beseech you!
- Henceforward I am ever rul’d by you.
Capulet30 - 31
- Send for the County, go tell him of this.
- I’ll have this knot knit up tomorrow morning.
Juliet32 - 34
- I met the youthful lord at Lawrence’ cell,
- And gave him what becomed love I might,
- Not stepping o’er the bounds of modesty.
Capulet35 - 39
- Why, I am glad on’t, this is well, stand up.
- This is as’t should be. Let me see the County;
- Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither.
- Now, afore God, this reverend holy friar,
- All our whole city is much bound to him.
Juliet40 - 42
- Nurse, will you go with me into my closet
- To help me sort such needful ornaments
- As you think fit to furnish me tomorrow?
- No, not till Thursday, there is time enough.
- Go, nurse, go with her, we’ll to church tomorrow.
- Exeunt Juliet and Nurse.
Lady Capulet46 - 47
- We shall be short in our provision,
- ’Tis now near night.
Capulet48 - 56
- Tush, I will stir about,
- And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife;
- Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her.
- I’ll not to bed tonight; let me alone,
- I’ll play the huswife for this once. What ho!
- They are all forth. Well, I will walk myself
- To County Paris, to prepare up him
- Against tomorrow. My heart is wondrous light,
- Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim’d.