Scene Fourteen (Act Three, Scene Five) Flashcards
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Yond light is not daylight, I know it. Therefore stay yet, thou need’st not be gone.
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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.
How now, my soul? Let’s talk. It is not day.
It is, it is! Hie hence, begone, away! It is the lark that sings so out of tune, O, now begone, more light and light it grows.
Madam
Nurse
The day is broke, be wary, look about.
Then window let day in, and let life out.
Farewell, farewell, one kiss and I’ll descend.
Art thou gone so? Love, lord, aye, husband, friend! I must hear from thee every day within the hour, for in a minute there are many days. By this count I shall be much in years ere I again behold my Romeo! O, think’st thou we shall ever meet again?
Ho daughter, are you up? Why how now Juliet?
Madam I am not well.
But now I’ll tell thee joyful tidings girl.
And not comes well in such a needy time. What are they, beseech your ladyship?
Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy.
Madam in happy time, what day is this?
Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride.
Now by Saint Peters church, and Peter too, he shall not make me there a joyful bride! I wonder at his haste, that I must wed ere he that should be husband comes to woo.
So unworthy a gentleman to be her husband?
Not proud you have, but thankful that you have.
Fie, fie, what are you mad?
Good Father, I beseech you on my knees, hear me with patience, but to speak a word.
And you be not, hang, beg, starve, did in the streets.
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!
Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee.
O Nurse, how shall this be prevented? Comfort me, counsel me. What say’st thou? Hast thou not a word of joy? Some comfort Nurse.
As living here and you no use of him.
Speakest thou from thy heart?