A thing like death to chide away this shame,. That copest with death himself to scape from it;. And if thou darest, I'll give thee remedy. O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris,. From off the battlements of yonder tower;. Or walk in thievish ways ; or bid me lurk. Where serpents are. Chain me with roaring bears;. Or shut me nightly in a charnel-house ,. O'er-covered quite with dead men's rattling bones,. With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls;. Or bid me go into a new-made grave,.
And hide me with a dead man in his tomb —. Things that, to hear them told, have made me tremble —. And I will do it without fear or doubt,. To live an unstained wife to my sweet love. Hold then; go home, be merry, give consent. To marry Paris. Wednesday is tomorrow.
Tomorrow night look that thou lie alone;. Let not thy nurse lie with thee in thy chamber. Take thou this vial, being then in bed,. And this distilled liquor drink thou off. When presently through all thy veins shall run. A cold and drowsy humour , for no pulse. Shall keep his native progress, but surcease. No warmth, no breath, shall testify thou livest.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade. To paly ashes; thy eyes' windows fall. Like death when he shuts up the day of life. Each part, deprived of supple government ,. Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death. And in this borrowed likeness of shrunk death. Thou shalt continue two and forty hours,. And then awake as from a pleasant sleep.
Now, when the bridegroom in the morning comes. To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead. Then, as the manner of our country is,. In thy best robes, uncovered on the bier ,. Thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault. Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie. In the mean time, against thou shalt awake,. Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift ,. And hither shall he come. And he and I. Will watch thy waking, and that very night.
You will continue to inhabit this borrowed appearance of death for forty-two hours, after which you will wake up, as if from a pleasant sleep. He and I will watch over your waking up, and that same night Romeo will take you away to Mantua. All this will free you from the present shameful state, if no womanish fear prevents you from going through with it. Be patient. Go back home, be strong and hold firm in your resolve. P lay M enu. Sign in Sign in Register.
Sign in with: Clever Google. Search Close Menu. Back to the Play. Romeo and Juliet. Act 4,. Scene 1. Friar Laurence On Thursday, sir? Paris How fortunate to see you, my lady and my wife! Juliet It may be good to see you, sir, when I actually am a wife. Paris You must be next Thursday, love. Juliet What must be, shall be. Paris Have you come to make confession to the friar? Paris Do not deny to him that you love me.
Juliet I will confess to you that I love him. Enter Capulet, Lady capulet, Nurse, and Servingmen. Juliet sends the nurse and Lady Capulet from her bedroom on the pretext of getting rest. What if the Friar actually intends to kill her to preserve the sanctity of her first marriage?
What if she wakes up too early and suffocates? What if waking in the tomb will drive her insane? She rebuts most of these fears and drinks the poison, falling into a death-like trance. Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth, [19]. And shrieks like mandrakes torn out of the earth, [20]. She drinks and falls upon her bed within the curtains. The Capulets work through the night in preparation. Come, stir, stir, stir! The second cock hath crowed; [23]. Go, you cotquean, [25] go,. A merry whoreson, [27] ha!
Thou shalt be loggerhead. Play music. The Friar reassures the family that Juliet is surely well in heaven and urges them to bring her to church to begin the funeral rites.
What, mistress? Why, lamb! Why, lady! What, not a word? The County Paris hath set up his rest [29]. In lasting labor of his pilgrimage.
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