Internet Shakespeare Editions

Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Roger Apfelbaum
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Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 1, 1597)

The excellent Tragedie

Looke yee Sir, she lou'd her kinsman dearely,
And so did I. Well, we were borne to dye,
1998.1Wife wher's your daughter, is she in her chamber?
I thinke she meanes not to come downe to night.
Par:These times of woe affoord no time to wooe,
Maddam farwell, commend me to your daughter.

Paris offers to goe in, and Capolet
calles him againe.
Cap:Sir Paris? Ile make a desperate tender of my child.
I thinke she will be rulde in all respectes by mee:
But soft what day is this?
Par:Munday my Lord.
Cap:Oh then Wensday is too soone,
2015On Thursday let it be: you shall be maried.
Wee'le make no great a doe, a frend or two, or so:
For looke ye Sir, Tybalt being slaine so lately,
2020It will be thought we held him careleslye:
If we should reuell much, therefore we will haue
Some halfe a dozen frends and make no more adoe.
But what say you to Thursday.
Par:My Lorde I wishe that Thursday where to mor-
Cap:Wife goe you to your daughter, ere you goe to
Acquaint her with the County Paris loue,
Fare well my Lord till Thursday next.
2029.1Wife gette you to your daughter. Light to my Chamber.
2030Afore me it is so very very late,
2030.1That we may call it earely by and by.