That I will show you shining at this feast. Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain. she that makes dainty. Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye. How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night. All acts & scenes are listed on the Romeo & Juliet original text page, or linked to from the bottom of this page.. ACT 4, SCENE 5. Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse ye: Till then, adieu; and keep this holy kiss. When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment. hence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. Do so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. Proportion'd as one's thought would wish a man; A whining mammet, in her fortune's tender. Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet; And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife: I married them; and their stol'n marriage-day, Was Tybalt's dooms-day, whose untimely death. Torments him so, that he will sure run mad. A street. Then love-devouring death do what he dare; And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume: the sweetest honey. Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet. But what say you to Thursday? Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! With purple fountains issuing from your veins, On pain of torture, from those bloody hands. Here, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir: Hie you, make haste, for it grows very late. In all her best array bear her to church: For though fond nature bids us an lament. And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. She finds Juliet dead and begins to wail, soon joined by both Lady Capulet and Capulet. And drink it off; and, if you had the strength. What, are you busy, ho? Then mightst thou speak, then mightst thou tear thy hair. But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart. God save the mark!--here on his manly breast: Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood. what news? I will bite my thumb at them; which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it. Scene Summary. Give me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night. Come, stir, stir, stir! To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends, Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee back, With twenty hundred thousand times more joy. This torture should be roar'd in dismal hell. Now, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad? Send thy man away. Thou! What, not a word? Within three hours will fair Juliet wake: Poor living corse, closed in a dead man's tomb! Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite; And follow thee my lord throughout the world. And the continuance of their parents' rage. Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die. Whose names are written there, and to them say. Thou wrong'st it, more than tears, with that report. A right good mark-man! what, still in tears? And the place death, considering who thou art. O Romeo, Romeo! For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee. Faith, we may put up our pipes, and be gone. Thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most. That you are now a maid. Make haste; the bridegroom he is come already: Mistress! Who is't that calls? When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid! And bid him come to take his last farewell. What dares the slave. Susan and she--God rest all Christian souls!--. No better term than this,--thou art a villain. Sovereign, here lies the County Paris slain; Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes. To lie discolour'd by this place of peace? Gregory, remember thy swashing blow. Gentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage! Doth not. During this scene, Juliet's decision to just accept the Friar's potion demonstrates her commitment to defying her father's rule, asserting her independence, and accepting her resolution to die so as to be with Romeo. No, no: this shall forbid it: lie thou there. With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls; And what love can do that dares love attempt; If they do see thee, they will murder thee. Love and Violence . See, where he comes: so please you, step aside; I'll know his grievance, or be much denied. Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse. I think it best you married with the county. Back in Verona, Friar John, who was supposed to deliver the letter to Romeo telling him about the plan, apologizes to Friar Laurence for his inability to complete the task. And like her most whose merit most shall be: Which on more view, of many mine being one. But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death. Or shall we on without apology? For shame! Ay, sir; but she will none, she gives you thanks. Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! And Tybalt calls; and then on Romeo cries, Did murder her; as that name's cursed hand. Not to his father's; I spoke with his man. Hark, how they knock! We'll keep no great ado,--a friend or two; For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late. he's gone, he's kill'd, he's dead! Hath sent a letter to his father's house. But to his foe supposed he must complain. More light, you knaves; and turn the tables up. Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets. One fairer than my love! And hear the sentence of your moved prince. But one, poor one, one poor and loving child. Without that title. He lies and says he is there to take Juliet's wedding ring off her finger, but Balthasar knows better and stays nearby. He jokes that he has stayed up all night for less important things—a reference to youthful days of womanizing. all men call thee fickle: If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him. now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now art. Now, by my maidenhead, at twelve year old. True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push, Montague's men from the wall, and thrust his maids. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast! comfort me, counsel me. why, bride! The orchard walls are high and hard to climb. Prince, as thou art true. Thou fond mad man, hear me but speak a word. What, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse? Preview. It helps not, it prevails not: talk no more. there's a fearful point! Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter. Just a single lesson to teach the three fairly minor scenes from the play with an accompanying worksheet to support the reading. Ha! Love give me strength! Now, nurse, what news? When the Nurse comes to wake Juliet up in the morning, she discovers the girl dead. Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself. The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo. Answer. To see it tetchy and fall out with the dug! Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night. pg. take me with you, take me with you, wife. If love be rough with you, be rough with love; Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline! My dreams presage some joyful news at hand: My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne; Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts. And shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth, That living mortals, hearing them, run mad:--. Although forced to accept Capulet's decision as head of the family to allow Romeo to stay, Tybalt utters a threat that indicates that he will disregard Capulet's command, as he does in Act II, Scene 4, when he sends a challenge to Romeo. Now do you know the reason of this haste. the punto reverso! And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs: I will be gone, sir, and not trouble you. Where the devil should this Romeo be? Or I shall faint. Tell me in sadness, who is that you love. Why, then, O brawling love! This love feel I, that feel no love in this. Ay, by my troth, the case may be amended. Enter, several of both houses, who join the fray; then enter Citizens, with clubs, Enter CAPULET in his gown, and LADY CAPULET, Exeunt all but MONTAGUE, LADY MONTAGUE, and BENVOLIO, Enter CAPULET, with JULIET and others of his house, meeting the Guests and Maskers, He climbs the wall, and leaps down within it, TYBALT under ROMEO's arm stabs MERCUTIO, and flies with his followers, Enter Prince, attended; MONTAGUE, CAPULET, their Wives, and others, She falls upon her bed, within the curtains, Enter three or four Servingmen, with spits, logs, and baskets, Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS, with Musicians, Exeunt CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, PARIS, and FRIAR LAURENCE, Enter ROMEO and BALTHASAR, with a torch, mattock, & c, Enter, at the other end of the churchyard, FRIAR LAURENCE, with a lantern, crow, and spade, Re-enter some of the Watch, with BALTHASAR, Re-enter others of the Watch, with FRIAR LAURENCE. How long is't now since last yourself and I. To cross my obsequies and true love's rite? With baleful weeds and precious-juiced flowers. This page contains the original text of Act 4, Scene 5 of Romeo & Juliet.Shakespeare’s original Romeo & Juliet text is extremely long, so we’ve split the text into one Act & Scene per page. Thou villain Capulet,--Hold me not, let me go. What say you? It was. And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight! a cup, closed in my true love's hand? Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from. I'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye. Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love. Gentlemen, good den: a word with one of you. O, find him! be merciful, say 'death;', Much more than death: do not say 'banishment.'. By leaving earth? The time is 3 a.m., and Lord Capulet has not been to bed. Give me my long sword, ho! And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit. I fear it is: and yet, methinks, it should not. Nay, he will answer the letter's master, how he, Alas poor Romeo! 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