1

How now! who calls?

2

Madam, I am here.
What is your will?

3

And stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I.

4

It is an honour that I dream not of.

5

I'll look to like, if looking liking move:
But no more deep will I endart mine eye...

6

Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;...

7

Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

8

Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.

9

Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

10

You kiss by the book.

11

Come hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman?

12

What's he that now is going out of door?

13

What's he that follows there, that would not dance?

14

Go ask his name: if he be married.
My grave is like to be my wedding bed.

15

My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!...

16

A rhyme I learn'd even now
Of one I danced withal.

17

Ay me!

18

O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;...

19

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague....

20

What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night
So stumblest on my counsel?

21

My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:...

22

How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,...

23

If they do see thee, they will murder thee.

24

I would not for the world they saw thee here.

25

By whose direction found'st thou out this place?

26

Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek...

27

O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,...

28

Do not swear at all;
Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,...

29

Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee,
I have no joy of this contract to-night:...

30

What satisfaction canst thou have to-night?

31

I gave thee mine before thou didst request it:
And yet I would it were to give again.

32

But to be frank, and give it thee again.
And yet I wish but for the thing I have:...

33

Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.
If that thy bent of love be honourable,...

34

I come, anon.—But if thou mean'st not well,
I do beseech thee—

35

By and by, I come:—
To cease thy suit, and leave me to my grief:...

36

A thousand times good night!

37

Hist! Romeo, hist! O, for a falconer's voice,
To lure this tassel-gentle back again!...

38

Romeo!

39

At what o'clock to-morrow
Shall I send to thee?

40

I will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then.
I have forgot why I did call thee back.

41

I shall forget, to have thee still stand there,
Remembering how I love thy company.

42

'Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone:
And yet no further than a wanton's bird;...

43

Sweet, so would I:
Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing....

44

The clock struck nine when I did send the nurse;
In half an hour she promised to return....

45

Now, good sweet nurse,—O Lord, why look'st thou sad?
Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily;...

46

I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news:
Nay, come, I pray thee, speak; good, good nurse, speak.

47

How art thou out of breath, when thou hast breath
To say to me that thou art out of breath?...

48

No, no: but all this did I know before.
What says he of our marriage? what of that?

49

I' faith, I am sorry that thou art not well.
Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love?

50

Where is my mother! why, she is within;
Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest!...

51

Here's such a coil! come, what says Romeo?

52

I have.

53

Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.

54

Good even to my ghostly confessor.

55

As much to him, else is his thanks too much.

56

Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,
Brags of his substance, not of ornament:...

57

Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds,
Towards Phoebus' lodging: such a wagoner...

58

Ay me! what news? why dost thou wring thy hands?

59

Can heaven be so envious?

60

What devil art thou, that dost torment me thus?
This torture should be roar'd in dismal hell....

61

O, break, my heart! poor bankrupt, break at once!
To prison, eyes, ne'er look on liberty!...

62

What storm is this that blows so contrary?
Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead?...

63

O God! did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?

64

O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face!
Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?...

65

Blister'd be thy tongue
For such a wish! he was not born to shame:...

66

Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband?
Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name,...

67

Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent,
When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment....

68

O, find him! give this ring to my true knight,
And bid him come to take his last farewell.

69

Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day:
It was the nightingale, and not the lark,...

70

Yon light is not day-light, I know it, I:
It is some meteor that the sun exhales,...

71

It is, it is: hie hence, be gone, away!
It is the lark that sings so out of tune,...

72

Nurse?

73

Then, window, let day in, and let life out.

74

Art thou gone so? love, lord, ay, husband, friend!
I must hear from thee every day in the hour,...

75

O think'st thou we shall ever meet again?

76

O God, I have an ill-divining soul!
Methinks I see thee, now thou art below,...

77

O fortune, fortune! all men call thee fickle:
If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him....

78

Who is't that calls? is it my lady mother?
Is she not down so late, or up so early?...

79

Madam, I am not well.

80

Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss.

81

Feeling so the loss,
Cannot choose but ever weep the friend.

82

What villain madam?

83

[Aside] Villain and he be many miles asunder.—
God Pardon him! I do, with all my heart;...

84

Ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands:
Would none but I might venge my cousin's death!

85

Indeed, I never shall be satisfied
With Romeo, till I behold him—dead—...

86

And joy comes well in such a needy time:
What are they, I beseech your ladyship?

87

Madam, in happy time, what day is that?

88

Now, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too,
He shall not make me there a joyful bride....

89

Not proud, you have; but thankful, that you have:
Proud can I never be of what I hate;...

90

Good father, I beseech you on my knees,
Hear me with patience but to speak a word.

91

Is there no pity sitting in the clouds,
That sees into the bottom of my grief?...

92

O God!—O nurse, how shall this be prevented?
My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven;...

93

Speakest thou from thy heart?

94

Amen!

95

Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much.
Go in: and tell my lady I am gone,...

96

Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend!
Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn,...

97

That may be, sir, when I may be a wife.

98

What must be shall be.

99

To answer that, I should confess to you.

100

I will confess to you that I love him.

101

If I do so, it will be of more price,
Being spoke behind your back, than to your face.

102

The tears have got small victory by that;
For it was bad enough before their spite.

103

That is no slander, sir, which is a truth;
And what I spake, I spake it to my face.

104

It may be so, for it is not mine own.
Are you at leisure, holy father, now;...

105

O shut the door! and when thou hast done so,
Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help!

106

Tell me not, friar, that thou hear'st of this,
Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it:...

107

O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris,
From off the battlements of yonder tower;...

108

Give me, give me! O, tell not me of fear!

109

Love give me strength! and strength shall help afford.
Farewell, dear father!

110

Where I have learn'd me to repent the sin
Of disobedient opposition...

111

I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell;
And gave him what becomed love I might,...

112

Nurse, will you go with me into my closet,
To help me sort such needful ornaments...

113

Ay, those attires are best: but, gentle nurse,
I pray thee, leave me to myself to-night,...

114

No, madam; we have cull'd such necessaries
As are behoveful for our state to-morrow:...

115

Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins,...

116

O comfortable friar! where is my lord?
I do remember well where I should be,...

117

Go, get thee hence, for I will not away.
[Exit FRIAR LAURENCE]...

118

Yea, noise? then I'll be brief. O happy dagger!
[Snatching ROMEO's dagger]...