Act IV.
Scene II.
Scene II.—The Same. Hall in CAPULET'S
House.
Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, Nurse,
and Servingmen.
Cap. So many guests invite as here are writ.
[Exit Servant.
Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.
Sec. Serv. You shall have none ill, sir; for I'll
try if they can lick their fingers.
Cap. How canst thou try them so?
Sec. Serv. Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that
cannot lick his own fingers: therefore he that
cannot lick his fingers goes not with me.
Cap. Go, be gone. [Exit Second Servant.
We shall be much unfurnish'd for this time.
What! is my daughter gone to Friar Laurence?
Nurse. Ay, forsooth.
Cap. Well, he may chance to do some good
on her:
A peevish self-will'd harlotry it is.
Nurse. See where she comes from shrift with
merry look.
Enter JULIET.
Cap. How now, my headstrong! where have
you been gadding?
Jul. Where I have learn'd me to repent the
sin
Of disobedient opposition
To you and your behests; and am enjoin'd
By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here,
And beg your pardon. Pardon, I beseech you!
Henceforward I am ever rul'd by you.
Cap. Send for the county; go tell him of
this:
I'll have this knot knit up to-morrow morning.
Jul. I met the youthful lord at Laurence'
cell;
And gave him what becomed love I might,
Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty. 28
Cap. Why, I'm glad on 't; this is well: stand
up:
This is as't should be. Let me see the county;
Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither.
Now, afore God! this reverend holy friar,
All our whole city is much bound to him.
Jul. Nurse, will you go with me into my
closet,
To help me sort such needful ornaments
As you think fit to furnish me to-morrow?
Lady Cap. No, not till Thursday; there is
time enough.
Cap. Go, nurse, go with her. We'll to church
to-morrow. [Exeunt JULIET and Nurse.
Lady Cap. We shall be short in our pro-
vision:
'Tis now near night.
Cap. Tush! I will stir about,
And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife:
Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her;
I'll not to bed to-night; let me alone;
I'll play the housewife for this once. What, ho!
They are all forth: well, I will walk myself
To County Paris, to prepare him up
Against to-morrow. My heart is wondrous light,
Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd,
[Exeunt.
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