Internet Shakespeare Editions

Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Roger Apfelbaum
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Romeo and Juliet (Modern)


[3.4]
Enter old Capulet, his Wife and Paris
1995Capulet Things have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily
That we have had no time to move our daughter.
Look you, she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly,
And so did I. Well, we were born to die.
'Tis very late. She'll not come down tonight.
2000I promise you, but for your company,
I would have been abed an hour ago.
Paris These times of woe afford no times to woo.
Madam, good night. Commend me to your daughter.
Capulet's Wife I will, and know her mind early tomorrow.
2005Tonight she's mewed up to her heaviness.
Capulet Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender
Of my child's love. I think she will be ruled
In all respects by me; nay more, I doubt it not.
Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed.
2010Acquaint her here, of my son Paris' love,
And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next --
But soft, what day is this?
Paris
Monday, my lord.
Capulet Monday! Ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too soon,
2015A Thursday let it be. A Thursday, tell her,
She shall be married to this noble earl.
Will you be ready? Do you like this haste?
We'll keep no great ado, a friend or two;
For hark you, Tybalt being slain so late,
2020It may be thought we held him carelessly,
Being our kinsman, if we revel much.
Therefore we'll have some half a dozen friends,
And there an end. But what say you to Thursday?
Paris My Lord, 2025I would that Thursday were tomorrow.
Capulet Well, get you gone. A Thursday be it, then.
[To his Wife] Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed,
Prepare her, wife, against this wedding day. --
Farewell my lord -- Light to my chamber, ho!
2030Afore me, it is so very late
That we may call it early by and by.
Good night.
Exeunt.