Then, since the case so stands as now it counsellor; doth, Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be I think it best you married with the twain. county. I'll to the friar, to know his remedy: O, he's a lovely gentleman! If all else fail, myself have power to die. Romeo's a dishclout to him: an eagle, madam, Exit Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye ACT IV As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart, I think you are happy in this second SCENE I. Friar Laurence's cell. match, For it excels your first: or if it did not, Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS Your first is dead; or 'twere as good he FRIAR LAURENCE were, On Thursday, sir? the time is very short. As living here and you no use of him. PARIS JULIET My father Capulet will have it so; Speakest thou from thy heart? And I am nothing slow to slack his Nurse haste. And from my soul too; FRIAR LAURENCE Or else beshrew them both. You say you do not know the lady's JULIET mind: Amen! Uneven is the course, I like it not. PARIS What? Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's JULIET death, Well, thou hast comforted me And therefore have I little talk'd of love; marvellous much. For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. Go in: and tell my lady I am gone, Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous Having displeased my father, to That she doth give her sorrow so much Laurence' cell, sway, To make confession and to be absolved. And in his wisdom hastes our marriage, Nurse To stop the inundation of her tears; Marry, I will; and this is wisely done. Which, too much minded by herself alone, Exit May be put from her by society: Now do you know the reason of this JULIET haste. Ancient damnation! O most wicked FRIAR LAURENCE fiend! [Aside] I would I knew not why it Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn, should be slow'd. Or to dispraise my lord with that same Look, sir, here comes the lady towards tongue my cell. Which she hath praised him with above compare Enter JULIET So many thousand times? Go,
Then, since the case so stands as now it doth, I think it best you married with the county. O, he's a lovely gentleman! Romeo's a dishclout to him: an eagle, madam, Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart, I think you are happy in this second match, For it excels your first: or if it did not, Your first is dead; or 'twere as good he were, As living here and you no use of him. JULIET Speakest thou from thy heart? Nurse And from my soul too; Or else beshrew them both. JULIET Amen! What? JULIET Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much. Go in: and tell my lady I am gone, Having displeased my father, to Laurence' cell, To make confession and to be absolved. Nurse Marry, I will; and this is wisely done. Exit JULIET Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend! Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn, Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue Which she hath praised him with above compare So many thousand times? Go, counsellor; Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain. I'll to the friar, to know his remedy: If all else fail, myself have power to die. Exit ACT IV SCENE I. Friar Laurence's cell. Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS FRIAR LAURENCE On Thursday, sir? the time is very short. PARIS My father Capulet will have it so; And I am nothing slow to slack his haste. FRIAR LAURENCE You say you do not know the lady's mind: Uneven is the course, I like it not. PARIS Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, And therefore have I little talk'd of love; For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous That she doth give her sorrow so much sway, And in his wisdom hastes our marriage, To stop the inundation of her tears; Which, too much minded by herself alone, May be put from her by society: Now do you know the reason of this haste. FRIAR LAURENCE [Aside] I would I knew not why it should be slow'd. Look, sir, here comes the lady towards my cell. Enter JULIET
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