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  • Title: Romeo and Juliet (Modern, Quarto 2)
  • Editor: Erin Sadlack
  • ISBN: 1-55058-299-2

    Copyright Erin Sadlack. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Erin Sadlack
    Not Peer Reviewed

    Romeo and Juliet (Modern, Quarto 2)

    [Scene 17/IV.ii]
    Enter Father Capulet, Mother, Nurse, and Serving-men, two or three.
    So many guests invite as here are writ.
    Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.
    Serving-man
    You shall have none ill, sir, for I'll try if they can lick their fingers.
    How canst thou try them so?
    2430Serving-man
    Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers; therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with me.
    Go, be gone. We shall be much unfurnished for this time.
    What, is my daughter gone to Friar Laurence?
    Ay, forsooth.
    Well, he may chance to do some good on her.
    A peevish self-willed harlotry it is.
    Enter Juliet.
    See where she comes from shrift with merry look.
    How now, my headstrong, where have you been gadding?
    Where I have learned me to repent the sin
    Of disobedient opposition
    2445To you and your behests, and am enjoined
    By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here
    To beg your pardon. Pardon, I beseech you;
    [She kneels.]
    Henceforward I am ever ruled by you.
    Send for the County; go tell him of this.
    2450I'll have this knot knit up tomorrow morning.
    I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell
    And gave him what becomèd love I might,
    Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty.
    Why, I am glad on't. This is well; stand up.
    [Juliet rises.]
    2455This is as't should be.--[Calls to Servants] Let me see the County.
    Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither.
    Now
    Now, afore God, this reverend holy Friar,
    All our whole city is much bound to him.
    Nurse, will you go with me into my closet
    2460To help me sort such needful ornaments
    As you think fit to furnish me tomorrow?
    Capulet's Wife
    No, not till Thursday, there is time enough.
    Go, Nurse, go with her, we'll to church tomorrow.
    2465Exeunt [Juliet and Nurse].
    Capulet's Wife
    We shall be short in our provision.
    'Tis now near night.
    Tush, I will stir about,
    And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife.
    2470Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her;
    I'll not to bed tonight; let me alone.
    I'll play the housewife for this once. What, ho!
    Exit Capulet's Wife.
    They are all forth. Well, I will walk myself
    To County Paris, to prepare up him
    2475Against tomorrow. My heart is wondrous light
    Since this same wayward girl is so reclaimed.