Juliet: Act 3, Scene 5 "Engaged to Paris "

Question 1

Act III, Scene 5

Capulet’s orchard.

Answer 1

Juliet:
Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day:
It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree:
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.

Question 2

Romeo:
It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east:
Night’s candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

Answer 2

Juliet:
Yon light is not day-light, I know it, I:
It is some meteor that the sun exhales,
To be to thee this night a torch-bearer,
And light thee on thy way to Mantua:
Therefore stay yet; thou need’st not to be gone.

Question 3

Romeo:
Let me be ta’en, let me be put to death;
I am content, so thou wilt have it so.
I’ll say yon grey is not the morning’s eye,
‘Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia’s brow;
Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat
The vaulty heaven so high above our heads:
I have more care to stay than will to go:

Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.
How is’t, my soul? let’s talk; it is not day.

Answer 3

Juliet:
It is, it is: hie hence, be gone, away!
It is the lark that sings so out of tune,
Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.
Some say the lark makes sweet division;
This doth not so, for she divideth us:
Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyes,
O, now I would they had changed voices too!
Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray,
Hunting thee hence with hunt’s-up to the day,
O, now be gone; more light and light it grows.

Question 4

Nurse:
Madam!

Answer 4

Juliet:
Nurse?

Question 5

Nurse:
Your lady mother is coming to your chamber:
The day is broke; be wary, look about.

Answer 5

Juliet:
Then, window, let day in, and let life out.

Question 6

Romeo:
Farewell, farewell! one kiss, and I’ll descend.

Answer 6

Juliet:
Art thou gone so? love, lord, ay, husband, friend!
I must hear from thee every day in the hour,
For in a minute there are many days:
O, by this count I shall be much in years
Ere I again behold my Romeo!

Question 7

Romeo:
Farewell!
I will omit no opportunity
That may convey my greetings, love, to thee.

Answer 7

Juliet:
O think’st thou we shall ever meet again?

Question 8

Romeo:
I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve
For sweet discourses in our time to come.

Answer 8

Juliet:
O God, I have an ill-divining soul!
Methinks I see thee, now thou art below,
As one dead in the bottom of a tomb:
Either my eyesight fails, or thou look’st pale.

Question 9

Romeo:
And trust me, love, in my eye so do you:
Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu!

Answer 9

Juliet:
O fortune, fortune! all men call thee fickle:
If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him.
That is renown’d for faith? Be fickle, fortune;
For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep him long,
But send him back.

Question 10

Lady Capulet:
[Within] Ho, daughter! are you up?

Answer 10

Juliet:
Who is’t that calls? is it my lady mother?
Is she not down so late, or up so early?
What unaccustom’d cause procures her hither?

Question 11

Lady Capulet:
Why, how now, Juliet!

Answer 11

Juliet:
Madam, I am not well.

Question 12

Lady Capulet:
Evermore weeping for your cousin’s death?
What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?
An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live;
Therefore, have done: some grief shows much of love;
But much of grief shows still some want of wit.

Answer 12

Juliet:
Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss.

Question 13

Lady Capulet:
So shall you feel the loss, but not the friend
Which you weep for.

Answer 13

Juliet:
Feeling so the loss,
Cannot choose but ever weep the friend.

Question 14

Lady Capulet:
Well, girl, thou weep’st not so much for his death,
As that the villain lives which slaughter’d him.

Answer 14

Juliet:
What villain madam?

Question 15

Lady Capulet:
That same villain, Romeo.

Answer 15

Juliet:
[Aside] Villain and he be many miles asunder.—

God Pardon him! I do, with all my heart;
And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart.

Question 16

Lady Capulet:
That is, because the traitor murderer lives.

Answer 16

Juliet:
Ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands:
Would none but I might venge my cousin’s death!

Question 17

Lady Capulet:
We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not:
Then weep no more. I’ll send to one in Mantua,
Where that same banish’d runagate doth live,
Shall give him such an unaccustom’d dram,
That he shall soon keep Tybalt company:
And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied.

Answer 17

Juliet:
Indeed, I never shall be satisfied
With Romeo, till I behold him—dead—-
Is my poor heart for a kinsman vex’d.
Madam, if you could find out but a man
To bear a poison, I would temper it;
That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof,
Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhors
To hear him named, and cannot come to him.
To wreak the love I bore my cousin
Upon his body that slaughter’d him!

Question 18

Lady Capulet:
Find thou the means, and I’ll find such a man.
But now I’ll tell thee joyful tidings, girl.

Answer 18

Juliet:
And joy comes well in such a needy time:
What are they, I beseech your ladyship?

Question 19

Lady Capulet:
Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child;
One who, to put thee from thy heaviness,
Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy,
That thou expect’st not nor I look’d not for.

Answer 19

Juliet:
Madam, in happy time, what day is that?

Question 20

Lady Capulet:
Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn,
The gallant, young and noble gentleman,
The County Paris, at Saint Peter’s Church,
Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride.

Answer 20

Juliet:
Now, by Saint Peter’s Church and Peter too,
He shall not make me there a joyful bride.

I wonder at this haste; that I must wed ere he, that should be husband, comes to woo.

I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam,
I will not marry yet; and, when I do, I swear,
It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,
Rather than Paris.

These are news indeed!

Question 21

Capulet:
Soft! take me with you, take me with you, wife.
How! will she none? doth she not give us thanks?
Is she not proud? doth she not count her blest,
Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought
So worthy a gentleman to be her bridegroom?

Answer 21

Juliet:
Not PROUD, you have; but THANKFUL, that you have:
Proud can I never be of what I hate;
But thankful even for hate, that is meant love.

Question 22

Lady Capulet:
Fie, fie! what, are you mad?

Answer 22

Juliet:
Good father, I beseech you on my knees,
Hear me with patience but to speak a word.

Question 23

Capulet:
For, by my soul, I’ll ne’er acknowledge thee,
Nor what is mine shall never do thee good:
Trust to’t, bethink you; I’ll not be forsworn.
(EXIT)

Answer 23

Juliet:
Is there no pity sitting in the clouds,
That sees into the bottom of my grief?
O, sweet my mother, cast me not away!
Delay this marriage for a month, a week;

Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.

Question 24

Lady Capulet:
Talk not to me, for I’ll not speak a word:
Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee.
(EXIT)

Answer 24

Juliet:
O God!—O nurse, how shall this be prevented?
My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven;
How shall that faith return again to earth,
Unless that husband send it me from heaven
By leaving earth?
comfort me, counsel me.

Alack, alack, that heaven should practise stratagems upon so soft a subject as myself!
What say’st thou? hast thou not a word of joy?
Some comfort, nurse.

Question 25

Nurse:
Faith, here it is.
Romeo is banish’d; and all the world to nothing,
That he dares ne’er come back to challenge you;
Or, if he do, it needs must be by stealth.
Then, since the case so stands as now it doth,
I think it best you married with the county.
O, he’s a lovely gentleman!
Romeo’s a dishclout to him: an eagle, madam,
Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye
As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart,
I think you are happy in this second match,
For it excels your first: or if it did not,
Your first is dead; or ‘twere as good he were,
As living here and you no use of him.

Answer 25

Juliet:
Speakest thou from thy heart?

Question 26

Nurse:
And from my soul too;
Or else beshrew them both.

Answer 26

Juliet:
Amen!

Question 27

Nurse:
What?

Answer 27

Juliet:
Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much.
Go in: and tell my lady I am gone,
Having displeased my father, to Laurence’ cell,

To make confession and to be absolved.

Question 28

Nurse:
Marry, I will; and this is wisely done.
(EXIT)

Answer 28

Juliet:
Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend!
Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn,
Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue
Which she hath praised him with above compare
So many thousand times? Go, counsellor;
Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain.
I’ll to the friar, to know his remedy:
If all else fail, myself have power to die.