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Romeo and JulietBy William Shakespeare

Woodland Star School Class of 2020 Eighth Grade Play

ProductionStage Managers: ........................................................................Marianna, Brigette, Savannah(2), DanteProps, Costumes Makeup:. ........................................................Joselyn, Savannah(3), Sisi(1), MariannaLighting and Electric: ...............................................................Josselyn, Ethan(1), Savannah (backup)

Verona, Italy — 1590’s, July

Romeo................................. Son of Montague..........................Emerson (1), Rowan (1), Sisi (2)Juliet.................................... Daughter of Capulet.....................Josselyn (3), SonyaNurse................................... A Capulet, Servant to Juliet..........Tallulah (1), Mariana (Understudy)Mercutio.............................. Friend of Romeo...........................JackParis..................................... To wed Juliet................................EthanFriar Lawrence.................... Marries Romeo and Juliet.............TadeoPrince.................................. Prince of Verona...........................DanteLord Capulet....................... Father of Juliet..............................LukeLady Capulet....................... Mother of Juliet............................Savannah (1)Lord Montague.................... Father of Romeo...........................Spencer (1)Lady Montague................... Mother of Romeo.........................Marilyn , Marianna (Understudy)Benvolio.............................. A Montague, Cousin of Romeo....Keven (1), Zephan (1)Abram................................. A Montague..................................PercyFriend of Abram.................. A Montague..................................?Tybalt.................................. A Capulet, Cousin of Juliet.......... ?Sampson.............................. A Capulet......................................Tallulah (?)Gregory............................... A Capulet......................................DiegoJohn..................................... Carries message for Friar.............Flip(1), Diego(1), AlekaiApothecary.......................... Sells poison to Romeo..................Alexis(1), Flip(2), Diego(2), AlekaiCitizens............................... Crowd, market, party scenes........Kevin, Marianna, Luke, AlekaiServants......................................................................................Alexis, Flip, Diego, Tadeo, AlekaiGuards........................................................................................Luke, FlipChorus........................................................................................All

MusiciansPiano .........................................................................................Tallulah, JackCello...........................................................................................MarianaGuitar.........................................................................................ZephanUkulele.......................................................................................Kevin, EthanDrums.........................................................................................JackRecorders...................................................................................All

Special ThanksLisa D..................................Voice and instrument coachingTony....................................Sebastiani Theatre

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Table of Contents

PROLOGUE: Monday at dawn.................................................................................................................4Musicians, Prince...................................................................................................................4

SCENE 1: Monday. Verona street. Capulets and Montagues fight; Prince stops them...........................5Gregory, Sampson, Abram, Friend of Abram, Benvolio, Tybalt, Prince, Crowd..................5

SCENE 2: Montague house, or a street. Romeo's parents ask Benvolio about Romeo's sad mood.........7Lord Montague, Lady Montague, Benvolio............................................................................7

SCENE 3: Capulet house, or a street. Capulet invites Paris to woo Juliet..............................................8Lord Capulet, Paris................................................................................................................8

SCENE 4: A street. Romeo tells Benvolio he is brokenhearted and Benvolio persuades Romeo to go to Capulet's ball.................................................................................................................9Benvolio, Romeo.....................................................................................................................9

SCENE 5: Capulet house. Lady Capulet and Nurse discuss marriage...................................................12Lady Capulet, Nurse. Juliet, Servant....................................................................................12

Scene 6: A street, that night. Romeo and friends talk before the ball; Mercutio talks of dreams (Queen Mab).........................................................................................................................14Romeo, Mercutio, Benvolio..................................................................................................14

SCENE 7: Celebration at Capulet house. Romeo and Juliet fall in love at first sight. Tybalt wants to kill Romeo; Capulet stops him. Romeo & Juliet learn they are enemies.........................17Servants, Musicians & Guests, Lord Capulet, Lady Capulet, Cousin Capulet, Nurse, Juliet, Romeo, Mercutio, Benvolio, Tybalt, more Guests, Prince........................................17

SCENE 8: Outside the Capulet house, same night. Romeo slips away; his friends look for him...........20Romeo, Benvolio, Mercutio..................................................................................................20

SCENE 9: Juliet's balcony. Romeo & Juliet exchange vows and plan to marry....................................22Romeo, Juliet, Nurse............................................................................................................22

SCENE 10: Tuesday at dawn. St. Peter's Church. Friar agrees to marry Romeo & Juliet....................27

SCENE 11: Noon. A street. Romeo and friends joke; Romeo meets Nurse............................................29

SCENE 12: Capulet house. Nurse tells Juliet the wedding plans...........................................................32

SCENE 13: Afternoon. Church. Friar weds Romeo & Juliet.................................................................34Friar, Romeo, Juliet, Friar...................................................................................................34

SCENE 14: A street. Tybalt challenges Romeo; Romeo refuses; Mercutio fights Tybalt and dies; Romeo kills Tybalt................................................................................................................35Mercutio, Benvolio, Tybalt, Romeo, Other Capulets...........................................................35

SCENE 15: A street. Lady Capulet demands justice; Prince banishes Romeo.......................................39Prince & Attendants, Benvolio, Lord Montague, Lady Montague, Lord Capulet, Lady Capulet, Others....................................................................................................................39

INTERMISSION.....................................................................................................................................40Musicians..............................................................................................................................40

SCENE 16: Juliet's bedroom. Juliet anticipates her wedding night; Nurse tells her about Tybalt & Romeo...............................................................................................................................41Juliet, Nurse..........................................................................................................................41

SCENE 17: Night. Church. Friar consoles Romeo; they plan for Romeo to visit Juliet and flee..........44

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Friar, Romeo, Nurse.............................................................................................................44

SCENE 18: Capulet house. Capulet plans for Juliet to marry Paris on Thursday.................................48Lord Capulet, Lady Capulet, Paris......................................................................................48

SCENE 19: Wednesday at dawn. Juliet's bedroom. Romeo & Juliet wake as he must leave for Mantua..................................................................................................................................50Romeo, Juliet, Nurse............................................................................................................50

SCENE 20: Dawn. Juliet’s bedroom. Juliet's mother tells her she'll wed Paris; she refuses; her father is enraged; Nurse advises her to marry Paris..............................................................52Lord Capulet, Lady Capulet, Juliet, Nurse..........................................................................52

SCENE 21: Later that day. Church. Juliet evades Paris; Friar plans to fake her death.......................56Friar, Paris, Juliet................................................................................................................56

SCENE 22: That night in Juliet's bedroom. Juliet takes the sleeping potion..........................................59Juliet, Nurse, Lady Capulet..................................................................................................59

SCENE 23: Blackout. Thursday morning. Nurse discovers Juliet. Friar delivers Juliet's eulogy..........60Nurse, Juliet, Lady Capulet, Friar.......................................................................................60

SCENE 24: That afternoon in Mantua. Romeo hears Juliet is dead; he plans to die by her side..........61Romeo, Benvolio...................................................................................................................61

SCENE 25: Church. Friar realizes Romeo didn't get his message.........................................................62Friar, John............................................................................................................................62

SCENE 26: That night outside apothecary shop in Verona. Romeo buys poison. Guards fight Romeo; he escapes................................................................................................................63Romeo, Apothecary, Guard 1, Guard 2, Paris, Page...........................................................63

SCENE 27: Capulet tomb. Romeo finds Juliet and drinks the poison; Juliet wakes and kills herself....................................................................................................................................65Romeo, Juliet in tomb...........................................................................................................65

SCENE 28: Friday at dawn. Prince condemns Montague and Capulet..................................................66Prince & Attendants, Lord Montague, Lady Montague, Lord Capulet, Lady Capulet, Friar, Nurse, Benvolio, Others, Chorus, Musicians............................................................66

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PROLOGUE: Monday at dawn.

Musicians, Prince

MusiciansA Time for Us

PrinceTwo households, both alike in dignity, families, rankIn fair Verona, where we lay our scene,From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, rivalry, outbreaks, fightingWhere civil blood makes civil hands unclean. civilian

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes fateful, childrenA pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life, doomedWhose misadventured piteous overthrows unfortunate, pitiful, downfallDoth with their death bury their parents' strife. end, fighting

The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love, doomedAnd the continuance of their parents' rage,Which, but their children's end, naught could remove, except for, nothingIs now the two hours' traffic of our stage. performance

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SCENE 1: Monday. Verona street. Capulets and Montagues fight; Prince stops them.

Gregory, Sampson, Abram, Friend of Abram, Benvolio, Tybalt, Prince, Crowd

[Street scene; Sampson & Gregory enter, armed]

GregoryThe quarrel is between our masters and us their men. menservants

SampsonI strike quickly, being moved. attack, angered

GregoryBut thou art not quickly moved to strike.

SampsonA dog of the house of Montague moves me.

GregoryTo move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand. braveTherefore if thou art moved, thou runn’st away!

SampsonA dog of that house shall move me to stand. And'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh. (bawdy)

[Abram and his friend enter, armed]

GregoryDraw thy tool! sword

SampsonLet us take the law on our side; let them begin.I will bite my thumb at them, give them the fingerwhich is a disgrace to them if they bear it. take it without a fight

[bites his thumb]

AbramDo you bite your thumb at us, sir?

SampsonI do bite my thumb, sir.

AbramDo you bite your thumb at us, sir?

Sampson [to Gregory]Is the law on our side if I say “ay”? yes

GregoryNo!

Sampson [to Abram]No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir.

Gregory [to Abram]Do you quarrel, sir? challenge us

AbramQuarrel sir? No, sir!

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SampsonBut if you do, sir, I am for you! I serve as good a man as you. will fight you, master

AbramNo better?

SampsonWell, sir—

Gregory [sees Tybalt coming; to Sampson]Say “better”! Here comes one of our kinsmen. relatives

SampsonYes, better.

AbramYou lie!

SampsonDraw, if you be men!

[They fight]

Benvolio [enters, sword drawn]Part, fools! You know not what you do! separate

Tybalt [enters, to Benvolio]What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? deer/servantsTurn thee, Benvolio. Look upon thy death! [draws his sword] face your death

BenvolioI do but keep the peace. just

TybaltWhat, drawn, and talk of peace? I hate the word, your sword drawnAs I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee!

[They fight]

Prince [enters with Attendants]Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace,On pain of torture, from those bloody handsThrow your mistempered weapons to the ground. hostile

Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word public, started by few wordsBy thee, Capulet, and Montague,Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets. three times

If ever you disturb our streets again,Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace! you'll be executed forOnce more, on pain of death, all men depart!

[All exit]

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SCENE 2: Montague house, or a street. Romeo's parents ask Benvolio about Romeo's sad mood.

Lord Montague, Lady Montague, Benvolio

Lady MontagueO, where is Romeo? Saw you him today?Right glad I am he was not at this fray. fight

BenvolioMadam, an hour before the worshipped sunPeered forth the golden window of the east, fromUnderneath the grove of sycamoreSo early walking did I see your son.

Lady MontagueMany a morning hath he there been seen,With tears augmenting the fresh morning dew, adding toAdding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs.But all so soon as the all-cheering sun as soon asShould in the furthest east begin to drawThe shady curtains from Aurora's bed, god of dawnAway from the light steals home my heavy son, comes home, sadAnd private in his chamber pens himself, bedroom, locksShuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out,And makes himself an artificial night.

Lord MontagueBlack and portentous must this humor prove, foreboding, moodUnless good counsel may the cause remove. advice, remove the cause

BenvolioSo please you, step aside.I'll know his grievance or be much denied. the cause of his distress

[They exit]

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SCENE 3: Capulet house, or a street. Capulet invites Paris to woo Juliet

Lord Capulet, Paris

Lord CapuletBut Montague is bound as well as I required by lawIn penalty alike, and 'tis not hard, I think,For men so old as we to keep the peace.

ParisOf honorable reckoning are you both, reputationAnd pity 'tis you lived at odds so long.But now, my lord, what say you to my suit? courtship of your daughter

Lord CapuletBut saying o'er what I have said before: just saying over againMy child is yet a stranger in the world,Let two more summers wither in their pride, pass byEre we may think her ripe to be a bride. before, ready

ParisYounger than she are happy mothers made.

Lord CapuletAnd too soon marred are those so early made. harmedThe earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she; grave, other childrenShe is the hopeful lady of my earth. of my earthly body (my offspring)

But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart.My will to her consent is but a part. my wishes are less important than hersAnd, she agreed, within her scope of choice if she agreesLies my consent and fair according voice. agreeing

This night I hold an old accustomed feast, customaryWhereto I have invited many a guestSuch as I love, not of the house of Montagues, whoAnd you, most welcome. Look to behold this night seeEarth-treading stars that make dark heaven light. beautiful women

Such comfort as do lusty young men feelAmong fresh female buds. Hear all, all see, see all the womenAnd like her most. Come, go with me. then like the best one

[They exit]

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SCENE 4: A street. Romeo tells Benvolio he is brokenhearted and Benvolio persuades Romeo to go to Capulet's ball.

Benvolio, Romeo

BenvolioGood morrow, cousin. good morning

RomeoIs the day so young?

BenvolioBut new struck nine. just now

RomeoAy me, sad hours seem long.Was that my father that went hence so fast? away

BenvolioIt was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?

RomeoNot having that, which having, makes them short.

BenvolioIn love?

RomeoOut—

BenvolioOf love?

RomeoOut of her favor where I am in love.

BenvolioAlas, that Love, so gentle in his view, too bad Cupid who looks gentleShould be so tyrannous and rough in proof! is actually rough

RomeoAlas, this love feel I, that feel no love in this. I love one who does not love me[sees signs of the fight] What fray was here?Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.Here's much to do with hate, but more with love. it's all about

Why, then, O brawling love, O loving hate,O anything of nothing first create! created of nothingO heavy lightness, serious vanity, foolishnessMisshapen chaos of well-seeming forms, attractiveDost thou not laugh?

BenvolioNo coz, I rather weep. cousin

RomeoGood heart, at what? friend

BenvolioAt thy good heart's oppression.

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RomeoWhy, such is love's transgression. love's waysLove is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; love being exchangedBeing vexed, a sea raging with lovers' tears; love being deniedA madness most discreet.

BenvolioWhy, Romeo, art thou mad? going mad

RomeoNot mad, but bound more than a madman is, confinedShut up in prison, kept without my food,Whipped and tormented, and—

Benvolio 1.1.207Tell me in sadness, who is that you love? seriously

Romeo 1.1.208What, shall I groan and tell thee?

Benvolio Groan? Why no, 1.1.209But sadly tell me who.

Romeo 1.1.210[Bid]1 a sick man in "sadness" make1 his will? ask, makes2

A word ill-urged to one that is so ill! poorly chosen wordIn sadness, cousin, I do love a woman, Rosaline.

RomeoIn sadness, coz, I do love Rosaline.

BenvolioA right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. target in plain sight

RomeoWell in that hit you miss! She'll not be hit with Cupid's arrow.And in strong proof of chastity well armed, armor, virginityFrom Love's weak bow she lives uncharmed. Cupid's, unaffectedShe will not stay the siege of loving terms, won't be won by sweet talkNor bide th'encounter of assailing eyes, loving looksNor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold. open (bawdy), riches

BenvolioThen she hath sworn that she will still live chaste? always stay a virgin

RomeoShe hath, and in that sparing makes huge waste, withholdingShe is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair beautiful, justTo merit bliss by making me despair. win a place in heavenShe hath forsworn to love, and in that vow sworn not to loveDo I live dead, that live to tell it now.

BenvolioBe ruled by me; forget to think of her. listen to me

RomeoO, teach me how I should forget to think!

BenvolioBy giving liberty unto thine eyes.Examine other beauties!

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RomeoOne fairer than my love! The all-seeing sunNe'er saw her match since first the world begun. anyone as beautifulHe that is strucken blind cannot forgetThe precious treasure of his eyesight lost.Thou canst not teach me to forget.

BenvolioI'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt. teach you that lesson, failureAt this night's ancient feast of Capulet's traditionalSups the fair Rosaline, whom thou so loves, dinesWith all the admired beauties of Verona.Go thither, and with unattainted eye there, unbiasedCompare her face with some that I shall show,And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.

RomeoWhen the devout religion of mine eyeMaintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires. accepts such a lie

BenvolioTut, man, one fire burns out another's burning. nonsenseAnd if you leave me so, you do me wrong!

RomeoI'll go along, no such sight to be shown, not to see whom you showBut to rejoice in splendor of mine own. the beauty of Rosaline

[They exit]

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SCENE 5: Capulet house. Lady Capulet and Nurse discuss marriage

Lady Capulet, Nurse. Juliet, Servant

Lady CapuletNurse, where's my daughter? Call her forth to me.

NurseI bade her come. God forbid! Where's this girl? Juliet! Juliet! told

JulietMadam, I am here. What is your will? what do you want

Lady CapuletThis is the matter.—Nurse, give leave awhile, leave usWe must talk in secret.[Nurse starts to leave]Nurse, come back again! I have remembered me. you shall, conversationThou know'st my daughter's of a pretty age.

NurseThou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed.And I might live to see thee married once, I have my wish. if

Lady CapuletMarry, that "marry" is the very theme I came to talk of.Tell me, daughter Juliet,How stands your disposition to be married? how do you feel about marriage

JulietIt is an honor that I dream not of.

NurseAn honor? Were not I thine only nurse, if I weren't your only wet-nurseI would say thou hadst sucked wisdom from thy teat. the breast

Lady CapuletEnough of this. Hold thy peace! I ask you, be quietWell, think of marriage now. Younger than you,Here in Verona, ladies of esteem high-breedingAre made already mothers. By my countI was your mother much upon these years at the same ageThat you are now a maid. Thus then in brief:The valiant Paris seeks you for his love.

NurseA man, young lady! Lady, such a man as all the world.

Lady CapuletVerona's summer hath not such a flower.

NurseNay, he's a flower, in faith, a very flower. indeed

Lady CapuletWhat say you? Can you love the gentleman?This night you shall behold him at our feast. seeRead o'er the volume of young Paris' face, read like a bookAnd find delight writ there with beauty's pen. writtenThis precious book of love, this unbound lover, uncovered/unmarriedTo beautify him, only lacks a cover. he only needs a coverThat book in many's eyes doth share the glory a book cover is made

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That in gold clasps locks in the golden story. beautiful by a beautiful taleSo shall you share all that he doth possess all his wealth and statusBy having him, making yourself no less. marrying him

NurseNo less? Nay, bigger. Women grow by men. get pregnant

Lady CapuletSpeak briefly. Can you like of Paris' love?

JulietI'll look to like, if looking liking move, if looks will make me like himBut no more deep will I engage mine eye I won't look any deeperThan your consent gives strength to make it fly. than you want me to

Servant [enters]Madam, the guests are come. have come

Lady CapuletWe follow thee.

will follow[Servant exits] Juliet.

NurseGo, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. to make

[They exit]

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Scene 6: A street, that night. Romeo and friends talk before the ball; Mercutiotalks of dreams (Queen Mab).

Romeo, Mercutio, Benvolio

RomeoWhat shall this speech be spoke for our excuse? apology for intrudingOr shall we on without apology? go on into the party

BenvolioLet them measure us by what they will. judge how they wantWe'll measure them a measure and be gone. dance a dance

RomeoI am not for this ambling. dancing

MercutioNay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance.

Romeo 1.4.14Not I, believe me. You have dancing shoesWith nimble soles. I have a soul of leadSo stakes me to the ground I cannot move.

MercutioYou are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings in loveAnd soar with them above a common bound. leap/limit

RomeoI am too sore enpiercèd with his shaft wounded, arrowTo soar with his light feathers,Under love's heavy burden do I sink.

MercutioAnd to sink in it, you burden love, you'd burden love by sinking in itToo great oppression for a tender thing.

RomeoIs love a tender thing? It is too rough,Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. quarrelsome

MercutioIf love be rough with you, be rough with love!Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. pricking you, (bawdy)

BenvolioCome, knock and enter, and no sooner in, as soon as we're insideBut every man betake him to his legs. start dancing

RomeoI'll look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. party, bright (proverb)

MercutioIf thou art Dun, we'll draw thee from the mire a horse named Dun, pull, mudOf love, wherein thou stick'st up to the ears. Come, ho! pardon me, are stuck

RomeoAnd we mean well in going to this mask, masquerade partyBut 'tis no wit to go. not wise

MercutioWhy, may one ask?

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RomeoI dreamt a dream tonight. last night

MercutioAnd so did I.

RomeoWell, what was yours?

MercutioThat dreamers often lie! (pun)

RomeoIn bed asleep, while they do dream things true!

MercutioO, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you!

BenvolioQueen Mab? What's she?

Mercutio 1.4.59She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stone gem-stoneOn the forefinger of an alderman, officerDrawn with a team of little atomies pulled by, tiny creaturesOver2 men's noses as they lie asleep. athwart1

Her chariot is an empty hazelnut, 1.4.72Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, cabinetmaker, wormTime out o' mind the fairies' coach-makers. for time long forgottenHer wagon-spokes made of long spinners'2 legs, spiders'+ 1.4.64The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, canopyThe1 traces of the smallest spider2 web, her2, harnesses, spider's5

The1 collars of the moonshine's watery beams, her2, harness collars, moonbeamsHer whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film, gossamerHer wagoner a small grey-coated gnat, driverNot half so big as a round little worm 1.4.70Pricked from the lazy finger of a maid2. man1

And in this state she gallops night by night 1.4.75Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;O'er1 courtiers' knees, who1 dream on curtsies straight; on2, that2, right awayO'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees; right away 1.4.78O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream, right away dream of kissesWhich oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues often, gives them blisters (herpes)Because their breaths1 with sweetmeats tainted are. breath2, smell of sweet foods (bawdy)Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,And then dreams he of smelling out a suit; high paying jobAnd sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tail pig donated to the churchTickling a parson's nose as he+ lies asleep, clergyman 1.4.85Then he dreams of another benefice. getting more church moneySometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, crossing enemy lines, ambushesOf healths five-fathom deep, and then anon long drinking bouts, soonDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes, is startled 1.4.91And being thus frighted swears a prayer or twoAnd sleeps again. This is that very MabThat plats the manes of horses in the night, braidsAnd bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs, mats the hair of old hags

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Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes. brings misfortune (superstition)This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs, 1.4.97That presses them and learns them first to bear, teaches, bear children (bawdy)Making them women of good carriage.This is she— {repeat}

RomeoPeace, peace, Mercutio, peace! Thou talk'st of nothing.

MercutioTrue, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, born, foolishWhich is as thin of substance as the airAnd more inconstant than the wind. changeable

BenvolioThis wind you talk of blows us from ourselves! plansSupper is done, and we shall come too late!

RomeoI fear too early, for my mind misgives fearsSome consequence yet hanging in the stars stillShall bitterly begin his fearful dateWith this night's revels, and expire my term party, end the lifeBy some vile forfeit of untimely death. evil, early deathBut He that hath the steerage of my courseDirect my sail!

BenvolioOn, lusty gentlemen! let's go, merry

[All exit]

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SCENE 7: Celebration at Capulet house. Romeo and Juliet fall in love at first sight. Tybalt wants to kill Romeo; Capulet stops him. Romeo & Juliet learn they are enemies.

Servants, Musicians & Guests, Lord Capulet, Lady Capulet, Cousin Capulet, Nurse, Juliet, Romeo, Mercutio, Benvolio, Tybalt, more Guests, Prince

Lord CapuletWelcome, gentlemen. Ah ha, my mistresses! ladiesWhich of you all will now deny to dance? refuseWelcome, gentlemen. I have seen the day that I could tellA whispering tale in a fair lady's ear, beautifulSuch as would please. 'Tis gone, 'tis gone, 'tis gone. delight herYou are welcome, gentlemen!—Come, musicians, play!—

[Romeo, Mercutio & Benvolio enter in masks]

Romeo [seeing Juliet; to a Servant2] 1.5.48What lady's that, which doth enrich the hand hold the handOf yonder knight? that gentleman

Servant 1.5.50I know not, sir.]2 [not in 1]

Romeo 1.5.51O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!It seems she hangs upon the cheek of nightDid my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, before, deny it, eyesFor I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.

Tybalt [aside] What, dares a Montague come hither hereTo fleer and scorn at our solemnity? sneer, festivityNow, by the stock and honor of my kin, familyTo strike him dead, I hold it not a sin! [starts to go]

Lord CapuletWhy, how now, nephew! Wherefore storm you so? hello, why so angry

TybaltUncle, this is a Montague, our foe,A villain that is hither come in spite came here, to spite andTo scorn at our solemnity this night! festivity

Lord CapuletYoung Romeo is it?

Tybalt'Tis he.

Lord CapuletContent thee. Let him alone. calm downHe bears him like a portly gentleman, behaves like, dignifiedAnd, to say truth, Verona brags of himTo be a virtuous and well-governed youth. well-behavedI would not for the wealth of all the townHere in my house do him disparagement. disrespect him

TybaltI'll not endure him!

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Lord CapuletHe shall be endured! I say, he shall! Go to! go awayAm I the master here, or you? Go to!You'll not endure him! God shall mend my soul! save my soulYou'll make a mutiny among my guests? riot

TybaltWhy, uncle, 'tis a shame!

Lord CapuletYou must contrary me? you'll cross meGo, be quiet, or for shame, I'll make you quiet!

Romeo [taking Juliet's hand]If I profane with my unworthy hand defileThis holy shrine, the gentle sin is this:My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready standTo smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

JulietGood pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,Which mannerly devotion shows in this,For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, statues of saintsAnd palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. shaking hands, pilgrims'

RomeoHave not saints lips, and holy palmers too? pilgrims

JulietAy, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

RomeoO, then dear saint, let lips do what hands do;They pray: Grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. grant me a kiss, else

JulietSaints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. they do grant prayers

RomeoThen move not while my prayer's effect I take. [kisses her]Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged. washed away

JulietThen have my lips the sin that they have took. my lips now have your sin

RomeoSin from my lips? O, trespass sweetly urged! so sweetly you tell me I sinnedGive me my sin again. [kisses her] give back

JulietYou kiss by th' book. properly

NurseMadam, your mother craves a word with you.[Juliet goes]

Romeo[aside] Is she a Capulet?

Benvolio [comes to Romeo]Away, be gone! The sport is at the best! let's go, party, its peak (proverb)

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RomeoAy, so I fear. The more is my unrest. uneasiness[All start to exit but Juliet & Nurse]

JulietNurse. What is yond gentleman? who is that[aside] If he be married, my grave is like to be my wedding bed!

NurseHis name is Romeo, and a Montague,The only son of your great enemy!

Juliet[aside] My only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me, wonderful and ominousThat I must love a loathed enemy.

Lady Capulet [offstage]Juliet!

NurseCome, let's away. let's go

Tybalt [aside]I will withdraw, but this intrusion shall, goNow seeming sweet, convert to bitt'rest gall. okay, bitterness

[They exit]

Prince (or Chorus) 2.0.1Now old desire doth in his deathbed lie,And young affection gapes to be his heir. new love, desiresThat fair for which love groaned for and would die, beautiful womanWith tender Juliet matched3, is now not fair. compared, beautifulNow Romeo is beloved and loves again, 2.0.5Alike betwitchèd by the charm of looks, enchanted, gazingBut to his foe supposed he must complain, alleged foe, beg for favorAnd she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks. must steal, dangerousBeing held a foe, he may not have access regarded asTo breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; lovers swear 2.0.10And she as much in love, her means much less has even less opportunityTo meet her new belovèd anywhere.But passion lends them power, time means, to meet, gives opportunitiesTemp'ring extremities with extreme sweet. moderating their troubles

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SCENE 8: Outside the Capulet house, same night. Romeo slips away; his friends look for him.

Romeo, Benvolio, Mercutio

RomeoCan I go forward when my heart is here? walk awayTurn back, dull earth, and find thy center out. weary body, follow your heart[exits]

[Benvolio & Mercutio enter]

BenvolioRomeo! My cousin Romeo! Romeo!

MercutioHe is wise, and, on my life, hath stol'n him home to bed.

BenvolioHe ran this way and leaped this wall. garden fence

MercutioRomeo! Humors! Madman! Passion! Lover! moody oneAppear thou in the likeness of a sigh! formSpeak but one rhyme and I am satisfied.Cry but "Ay me!" Pronounce but "love" and "dove".—He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not.The ape is dead, and I must conjure him.— monkey is playing deadI conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,By her fine foot, straight leg, and quivering thigh,That in thy likeness thou appear to us! flesh and blood

BenvolioAnd if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him!

MercutioThis cannot anger him. 'Twould anger himTo raise a spirit in his mistress' circle (bawdy)Of some strange nature, letting it there standTill she had laid it and conjured it down. cast a spell and laid it downThat were some spite! My invocation would provoke him, spellIs fair and honest. In his mistress' name,I conjure only but to raise up him. (bawdy)

BenvolioCome, he hath hid himself to be consorted with the night. communeBlind is his love and best befits the dark.

MercutioIf love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. targetO, Romeo, that she were, O, that she wereAn open-arse and thou a pop'rin pear! medlar, long pearRomeo, good night.—I'll to my bed.This is too cold for me to sleep.

Benvolio'Tis in vain to seek him here that means not to be found. useless

[They exit]

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SCENE 9: Juliet's balcony. Romeo & Juliet exchange vows and plan to marry.

Romeo, Juliet, Nurse

RomeoHe jests at scars that never felt a wound. teases me for pains he's never felt[Juliet enters at window]But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? wait, that, shinesIt is the east, and Juliet is the sun.Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, beautifulWho is already sick and pale with griefThat thou her maid art far more fair than she. servantBe not her maid, since she is envious,It is my lady. O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were! if only she knew

See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!2.2.25

O, that I were a glove upon that hand, I wish I wereThat I might touch that cheek!

JulietAy me!

RomeoShe speaks. O, speak again, bright angel,

JulietO Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? why must you be "Romeo"Deny thy father and refuse thy name.Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, just swear to be my loveAnd I'll no longer be a Capulet.

Romeo 2.2.40Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy. onlyThou art thyself, though not a Montague. you would still be yourself ifWhat's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,Nor arm, nor face, nor any other partBelonging to a man. O, be some other name!What's in a name? That which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet.So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called,Retain that dear perfection which he owes ownsWithout that title. Romeo, doff thy name, discardAnd for that name, which is no part of thee, in exchange forTake all myself. take all of me

Romeo [to her]I take thee at they word.Call me but Love, and I'll be new baptized; re-baptized with a new nameHenceforth I never will be Romeo. from now on

JulietWhat man art thou?

RomeoBy a name I know not how to tell thee who I am.My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,

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Because it is an enemy to thee.

JulietArt thou not Romeo and a Montague?

RomeoNeither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.

JulietHow came'st thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? here, whyThe walls are high and hard to climb,And the place death, considering who thou art,If any of my kinsmen find thee here. family

RomeoWith love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls, fly overFor stony limits cannot hold love out,And what love can do, that dares love attempt. love will do what it daresTherefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me. family

JulietIf they do see thee, they will murder thee!

RomeoLook thou but sweet, upon me sweetlyAnd I am proof against their enmity. armored, hostility

JulietI would not for the world they saw thee here. want them to see you here

RomeoI have night's cloak to hide me from their eyes,And but thou love me, let them find me here. if you do not love meMy life were better ended by their hateThan death proroguèd, wanting of thy love. postponed, without your love

JulietBy whose direction found'st thou out this place?

RomeoBy love, who first did prompt me to inquire. seek youHe lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. advice

JulietThou know'st the mask of night is on my face,Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek girlish, colorFor that which thou hast heard me speak tonight.Fain would I dwell on form; fain, fain deny gladly, follow formalitiesWhat I have spoke. But farewell compliment! etiquetteDost thou love me?

RomeoLady—

JulietI know thou wilt say "Ay,"And I will take thy word. Yet if thou swear'st,Thou mayst prove false. O gentle Romeo,If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully.

RomeoBy yonder blessèd moon I swear— that

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JulietO, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, ever-changingThat monthly changes in her circled orb, orbitLest that thy love prove likewise variable. unless, inconsistent

RomeoWhat shall I swear by?

JulietDo not swear at all.Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,Which is the god of my idolatry, and I'll believe thee. devotion

RomeoIf my heart's dear love—

JulietOr if thou think'st I am too quickly won,I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay stubborn, tell you noSo thou wilt woo; but else not for the world. pursue me, otherwiseIn truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, too affectionateAnd therefore thou mayst think my b'havior light, I'm not seriousBut trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true faithfulThan those that have more coying. Therefore pardon me, who play hard-to-getAnd not impute this yielding to light love, misinterpret, shallow/unchasteWhich the dark night hath so discoverèd.

RomeoMy dearest—

JulietWell, do not swear. Although I joy in thee, enjoy seeing youI have no joy of this contract tonight. these vowsIt is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden,Too like the lightning, which doth cease to beEre one can say "It lightens." Sweet, good night! before, sweetheartThis bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. becomeGood night, good night! As sweet repose and rest sleepCome to thy heart as that within my breast! heart

RomeoO, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?

JulietWhat satisfaction canst thou have tonight?

RomeoTh' exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.

JulietI gave thee mine before thou didst request it,And yet I would it were to give again. I wish it were still mine

RomeoWouldst thou withdraw it? For what purpose, love?

JulietBut to be frank and give it thee again. just to be lavishAnd yet I wish but for the thing I have.My bounty is as boundless as the sea, gifts

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My love as deep. The more I give to thee,The more I have, for both are infinite.

Nurse [inside]Juliet!

Juliet[to her] Anon, good Nurse! in a minute[to him] Sweet Montague, be true.Stay but a little; I will come again. [goes in] wait, just, back

RomeoO blessèd, blessèd night! I am afeard, afraidBeing in night, all this is but a dream,Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. wonderfully, real

Juliet [comes out again]Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.If that thy bent of love be honorable, your intentionsThy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrowAnd all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay lifeAnd follow thee my lord throughout the world. husband

Nurse [inside]Madam!

Juliet[to her] I come, anon![to him] But if thou mean'st not well,I do beseech thee— beg

Nurse [inside]Madam!

Juliet[to her] By and by I come! soon[to him] To cease thy suit and leave me to my grief. courtshipRomeoSo thrive my soul— upon my soulJulietA thousand times good night! [goes in]

RomeoA thousand times the worse to want thy light. withoutLove goes toward love as schoolboys from their books,But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. reluctant

Juliet [comes out again]Hist! Romeo, hist! psst, psst

RomeoMy dear?

JulietI have forgot why I did call thee back.

RomeoLet me stand here till thou remember it.

JulietI shall forget, to have thee still stand there,Remembering how I love thy company.

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RomeoAnd I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,Forgetting any other home but this.

Juliet'Tis almost morning. I would have thee gone,Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrowThat I shall say good night till it be morrow. [exits] morning

Romeo1 2.2.202Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast! rest, heartWould I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest! if, rest thereHence will I to my ghostly Friar's close cell, away, go to, spiritual, chamberHis help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. [exits] ask for, fortune

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SCENE 10: Tuesday at dawn. St. Peter's Church. Friar agrees to marry Romeo & Juliet.

Friar, Romeo

Friar [with basket]The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,Check'ring the eastern clouds with streaks of light,O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies great, healing powerIn plants, herbs, stones, and their true qualities. extracts

[examining a flower]Within the infant rind of this weak flower frailPoison hath residence and medicine power:For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; makes you feel betterBeing tasted, slays all senses with the heart. kills youFor naught so vile that on the earth doth live nothing is so evilBut to the earth some special good doth give, humankindNor aught so good but, strained from that fair use, anything, that cannot beRevolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse. abused for harmVirtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, becomes vice when misappliedAnd vice sometimes by action dignified. can be good if the result is good

Romeo [enter]Good morrow, Father. morning

FriarBenedicité! bless youWhat early tongue so sweet saluteth me? hailsYoung son, it argues a distempered head suggests, disturbed mindSo soon to bid good morrow to thy bed. leaving your bed so earlyOr if not so, then here I hit it right:Our Romeo hath not been in bed tonight. last night

RomeoThat last is true. The sweeter rest was mine. I had an even sweeter rest

FriarGod pardon sin! Wast thou with Rosaline?

RomeoWith Rosaline, my ghostly Father? No! spiritualI have forgot that name and that name's woe.

FriarThat's my good son. But where hast thou been then?

RomeoI have been feasting with mine enemy,Where on a sudden one hath wounded me suddenlyThat's by me wounded. Both our remedies who I had wounded, curesWithin thy help and holy physic lies. spiritual remedy

FriarBe plain, good son, and homely in thy drift. simple, speechRiddling confession finds but riddling shrift. confessing in riddles, absolution

RomeoThen plainly know my heart's dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet.We met, we wooed and made exchange of vow,I'll tell thee as we pass, but this I pray, walk

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That thou consent to marry us today.

FriarHoly Saint Francis, what a change is here!Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear,So soon forsaken? Young men's love then lies forgottenNot truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

RomeoThou chide'st me oft for loving Rosaline. scolded me often

FriarFor doting, not for loving, pupil mine.

RomeoAnd bade'st me bury love. told

FriarNot in a grave to lay one in, another out to have. and take another out

RomeoI pray thee, chide me not. Her I love now please don't scold me, the girlDoth grace for grace and love for love allow. returns my joy and loveThe other did not so.

FriarO, she knew wellThy love did read by rote and could not spell. recite from memory, readBut come, young waverer, come, go with me.In one respect I'll thy assistant be, for one reason I'll help youFor this alliance may so happy prove marriageTo turn your households' rancor to pure love. families' hatred

RomeoO, let us hence! I stand on sudden haste! go, I cannot wait

FriarWisely and slow. They stumble that run fast.

[They exit]

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SCENE 11: Noon. A street. Romeo and friends joke; Romeo meets Nurse.

Benvolio, Mercutio, Nurse, Romeo

MercutioWhere the devil should this Romeo be?Came he not home tonight? last night

BenvolioNot to his father's.

MercutioAh, that same pale hard-hearted wench, that Rosaline,Torments him so, that he will sure run mad.

BenvolioTybalt, hath sent a challenge. challenge to fight

MercutioAlas poor Romeo, he is already dead, stabbed witha white wench's black eye, shot through the ear with woman's, stabbeda love-song, the very pin of his heart cleft with bull's-eye, cutthe blind bow-boy's butt-shaft. And is he a man Cupid's arrow (bawdy pun)to encounter Tybalt? fight

BenvolioWhy, what is Tybalt? what's so scary about Tybalt

MercutioMore than Prince of Cats I can tell you. (a cat named Tybalt in a popular story)O, he's the courageous captain of compliments. fencing etiquetteHe fights as you sing prick-song, keeps time, harmony in a duetdistance, and proportion. He rests his minim rests, shortone, two, and the third in your bosom; the very thrust in your chestbutcher. Ah, the immortal passado! forward thrustThe punto reverso! The hay!— backhand, hit

BenvolioThe what?[Romeo enters]

BenvolioHere comes Romeo.

MercutioSignor Romeo, bonjour!There's a French salutation to your French slop. pantsYou gave us the counterfeit fairly last night. a fake

RomeoGood morrow to you both. What counterfeit did I give you? dayMercutioThe slip, sir, the slip. Can you not conceive? counterfeit money, follow me

RomeoPardon, good Mercutio, my business was great, and importantin such a case as mine a man may strain courtesy. bend the rules of

MercutioNay, I am the very pink of courtesy. perfect example

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Romeo"Pink" for flower? pink like a flower

MercutioSure wit! Thou hast most kindly hit it. good, now you got itCome between us, good Benvolio. My wits faint. stop us, my wit is tiredWhy, is not this better now than groaning for love? Now art wellthou sociable, now art thou Romeo, now art thou what thouart, for this drivelling love is like a great natural stupid-talking, idiotthat runs lolling up and down with his tongue outto hide his bauble in a hole! looking for a hole to hide his toy in

[Nurse enters]

NurseGood morrow, gentlemen. morningI desire some conference with you. to speak

MercutioSo ho! (a hunting call)Romeo, will you come to your father's?We'll to dinner thither. go to, there

RomeoI will follow you.

MercutioFarewell ancient lady, farewell.[Mercutio & Benvolio exit]

Nurse 2.4.147I pray you, sir, what saucy merchant disrespectful fellowwas this that was so full of his ropery? dirty jokes

Romeo 2.4.149A gentleman, Nurse, that loves to hear himself talk and willspeak more in a minute than he will stand to in a month.

Nurse 2.4.164Now, afore God, I am so vexed that every part about upsetme quivers. Scurvy knave![to Romeo] Pray you, sir, a word. And as I told you, My young lady bade me inquire you out. What she asked me to find youbade me say, I will keep to myself. But first let me tell asked me to sayye, if you should lead her into a fool's paradise, as they say, it were a very gross kind of behavior, as they say, For the gentlewoman is young, and therefore, if you should deal double with her, truly it were an ill thing cheat on, horribleand very weak dealing! mean trick

RomeoNurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. give my regardsBid her devise ask her to findSome means to come to Friar Lawrence' cell this afternoon, some way, confessionAnd there she shall be married.

NurseThis afternoon, sir? Well, she shall be there.Now God in heaven bless thee!

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RomeoCommend me to thy lady. my regards

NurseAy, a thousand times.

[They exit]

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SCENE 12: Capulet house. Nurse tells Juliet the wedding plans.

Juliet, Nurse

JulietThe clock struck nine when I did send the Nurse.In half an hour she promised to return.Perchance she cannot meet him. O, she is lame! perhaps, find, slowNow is the sun upon the highmost hill highest pointOf this day's journey, and from nine till twelveIs three long hours, yet she is not come.Had she affections and warm youthful blood, feelingsShe would be as swift in motion as a ball.My words would bandy her to my sweet love, tossAnd his to me. toss her back to meBut old folks, many feign as they were dead, act likeUnwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead.

[Nurse enters]

O honey Nurse, what news? Hast thou met with him?Now, good sweet Nurse—O Lord, why look'st thou sad?Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily. if the news is sad, tell it merrily

NurseI am aweary, give me leave awhile. tired, leave me aloneFie, how my bones ache! What a jaunt had I! oh, long trip

JulietI would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news. wishNay, come, I pray thee, speak! Good, good Nurse, speak!

NurseJesu, what haste! Can you not stay awhile? waitDo you not see that I am out of breath?

JulietHow art thou out of breath, when thou hast breathTo say to me that thou art out of breath?The excuse that thou dost make in this delayIs longer than the tale thou dost excuse. you aren't tellingIs thy news good, or bad? Answer to that!Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance! wait for the detailsLet me be satisfied: is't good or bad?

NurseWell, you have made a simple choice! You know not foolishhow to choose a man. Romeo? No, not he! Though his face be better than any man's, yet his leg excels all men's, and for a hand and a foot and a body, though they be not to be talked on, yet they are nothing to talk aboutpast compare. He is not the flower of courtesy, beyond comParison, modelbut I'll warrant him as gentle as a lamb. I bet he's

JulietBut all this did I know before.What says he of our marriage? What of that?

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NurseLord, how my head aches! What a head have I! headacheIt beats as it would fall in twenty pieces. breakMy back, o' th' other side! O, my back, my back!

JulietI' faith, I am sorry that thou art not well.Sweet, sweet, sweet Nurse, tell me, what says my love?

NurseYour love says, like an honest gentleman, and a courteous, and a kind, and a handsome, and, I warrant, a virtuous— I believeWhere is your mother?

JulietWhere is my mother? How oddly thou repliest! what an odd reply"Your love says, like an honest gentleman,'Where is your mother?'"

NurseO God's lady dear! Are you so hot? impatientHenceforward do your messages yourself. from now on

JulietHere's such a coil! Come, what says Romeo? such a fuss

NurseHave you got leave to go to church today? permission

JulietI have.

Nurse 2.5.73Then hie you hence to Friar Lawrence' cell. hurry, away, chamberThere stays a husband to make you a wife! waitsNow comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks; uncontrollableThey'll be in scarlet straight at any news. turn red, immediatelyHie you to church. I must another way hurry, must goTo fetch a ladder, by the which your loveMust climb a bird's nest soon when it is dark. to your roomI am the drudge and toil in your delight, one who works forBut you shall bear the burden soon at night! do the work (bawdy)Go! I'll to dinner. Hie you to the cell! waits

JulietHie to high fortune, honest Nurse. Farewell! bless you with good fortune

[They exit]

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SCENE 13: Afternoon. Church. Friar weds Romeo & Juliet.

Friar, Romeo, Juliet, Friar

FriarSo smile the heavens upon this holy act, may heaven smileThat after-hours with sorrow chide us not! and not give us sorrow laterThese violent delights have violent endsAnd in their triumph die, like fire and powder, at their peak, gunpowderWhich, as they kiss, consume. The sweetest honey are usedIs loathsome in his own deliciousness, can make you sick in itsTherefore love moderately; long love doth so. that's how love lastsGod joined your hearts and I your hands; do thenSeal with a righteous kiss your faith in heaven.

[They kiss]

Now Holy Church incorporate two in one. join you two in marriage

[They exit]

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SCENE 14: A street. Tybalt challenges Romeo; Romeo refuses; Mercutio fights Tybalt and dies; Romeo kills Tybalt.

Mercutio, Benvolio, Tybalt, Romeo, Other Capulets

BenvolioI pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire. let's go homeThe day is hot, the Capulets abroad, are outAnd if we meet we shall not 'scape a brawl, escapeFor now these hot days is the mad blood stirring. hot days stir our temper

MercutioCome, come, thou art as hot a jack in thy mood as hot-tempered, manany in Verona, and as soon moved to be moody, and as soon moody to be moved. angeredThy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full ofmeat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as food, scrambledan egg for quarreling. And yet thou wilttutor me from quarreling? lecture

[Tybalt & other Capulets enter]

BenvolioBy my head, here come the Capulets.

MercutioBy my heel, I care not!

Tybalt[to Capulets] Follow me close.

[to Benvolio & Mercutio] Gentlemen, good day. A word with one of you.

MercutioAnd but one word with one of us? Couple it withsomething: make it a word and a blow! something else

TybaltYou shall find me apt enough to that, sir, happyand you will give me occasion! if, a reason

MercutioCould you not take some occasion without giving? make your own reason

TybaltMercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo— hang out with Romeo

MercutioConsort! What, dost thou make us minstrels? ensemble, musiciansAnd thou make minstrels of us, look to ifhear nothing but discords. Here's my disagreement/dissonancefiddlestick! Here's that shall make you dance! (sword)Zounds, consort! my god

BenvolioEither withdraw unto some private place,Or reason coldly of your grievances, calmly discuss your complaintsOr else depart! Here all eyes gaze on us.

MercutioMen's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze.

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I will not budge for no man's pleasure, I! to please anyone

Romeo [enters]Mercutio!

TybaltWell, peace be with you, sir. Here comes my man.Romeo! The hate I bear thee can afford I hate you so muchNo better term than this: Thou art a villain! all I can say is this

RomeoTybalt, the reason that I have to love theeDoth much excuse the appertaining rage rage you deserveTo such a greeting. Villain am I none. forTherefore farewell. I see thou know'st me not.

TybaltBoy, this shall not excuse the injuriesThat thou hast done me. Therefore turn and draw!

RomeoI do protest I never injured thee,But love thee better than thou canst devise imagineTill thou shalt know the reason of my love. until you learnAnd so, good Capulet, which name I tender care forAs dearly as mine own, be satisfied.

MercutioO calm, dishonorable, vile submission! [draws his sword] what aTybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk? filthy cat, come here

TybaltWhat wouldst thou have with me?

MercutioGood King of Cats, nothing but one of your nine lives.

Tybalt before yours is outI am for you. [draws his sword] I am ready for you 3.1.84

Romeo 3.1.85Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up! sword, away

Mercutio 3.1.86Come, sir, your passado! best stroke

[They fight]

Romeo 3.1.87Draw, Benvolio, beat down their weapons! disarm themGentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage! stopTybalt! Mercutio! Hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio![draws and tries to disarm them]

[Tybalt stabs Mercutio under Romeo’s arm]

MercutioA plague on both your houses! death to both your families

[Tybalt & Capulets exit]

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Is he gone and hath nothing? without a scratch

BenvolioWhat, art thou hurt?

MercutioAy, ay, a scratch, a scratch.[aside] They have made worms' meat of me.

RomeoCourage, man, the hurt cannot be much.

MercutioNo, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a,church door, but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for metomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man.A plague on both your houses! Why the devilcame you between us? I was hurt under your arm!

RomeoI thought all for the best.

MercutioA plague on both your houses! [dies]

RomeoMy very friend, hath got his mortal wound fatalIn my behalf. Tybalt, that an hour forHath been my cousin! O sweet Juliet,Thy beauty hath softened valor's steel!Away to heav'n, respective lenity, respectful mercy And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now! guideThis day's black fate on more days doth depend: will have consequencesThis but begins the woe others must end.Tybalt! {repeat}

[Tybalt re-enters]

RomeoNow, Tybalt, take the "villain" back again that insultThat late thou gave'st me, for Mercutio's soul latelyIs but a little way above our heads,Staying for thine to keep him company! waiting for your soulEither thou, or I, or both, must go with him! go with him to heaven

TybaltThou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here, kept company with him hereShalt with him hence! shall be with him from now on

RomeoThis shall determine that!

[They fight. Romeo kills Tybalt]

BenvolioRomeo, away, be gone!Stand not amazed! The Prince will doom thee death dazed, sentence

RomeoO, I am Fortune's fool! fate's plaything

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BenvolioWhy dost thou stay? Be gone, away! go away

[Romeo exits]

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SCENE 15: A street. Lady Capulet demands justice; Prince banishes Romeo.

Prince & Attendants, Benvolio, Lord Montague, Lady Montague, Lord Capulet, Lady Capulet,Others

PrinceWhere are the vile beginners of this fray? fight

Lady CapuletTybalt! O my brother's child!

PrinceBenvolio, who began this bloody fray?

BenvolioTybalt hit the life of stout Mercutio. braveTybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay.

Lady CapuletHe is a Montague. Affection makes him false! liePrince, as thou art true, fairFor blood of ours, shed blood of Montague! take

BenvolioRomeo he cries aloud, "Hold, friends! Friends, part!"And 'twixt them rushes, but rushes between themCould not take truce with the unruly spleen calm down, temperOf Tybalt, deaf to peace.

Lady CapuletI beg for justice, which thou, Prince, must give.Romeo slew Tybalt. Romeo must not live!

PrinceRomeo slew him; he slew Mercutio.Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe? Mercutio's

Lord MontagueNot Romeo, Prince, he was Mercutio's friend.His fault concludes but what the law should end: crime, onlyThe life of Tybalt.

PrinceAnd for that offenceImmediately we do exile him hence. banish him from Verona

Lord CapuletNoble Prince—

PrinceI will be deaf to pleading and excuses.Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses. buy your way out of thisTherefore use none! Let Romeo hence in haste, go awayElse, when he's found, that hour is his last!Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. just causes moreRomeo is banished!

[All exit]

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INTERMISSION

Musicians

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SCENE 16: Juliet's bedroom. Juliet anticipates her wedding night; Nurse tells her about Tybalt & Romeo.

Juliet, Nurse

JulietCome, night. Come, Romeo. Come thou day in night.And leap to these arms,Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night,Untalked-of and unseen. without being talked aboutLovers can see to do their amorous rites love makingBy their own beauties. Or, if love be blind, by the light ofIt best agrees with night. love likes night bestCome gentle night. Come loving black-browed night. black facedGive me my Romeo, and when he shall die,Take him and cut him out in little stars,And he will make the face of heav'n so fineThat all the world will be in love with nightAnd pay no worship to the garish sun. gaudyO, I have a love but not possessed it.

[Nurse enters]

NurseAlack the day!

JulietAy me, what news? Now, Nurse, what news?

NurseHe's gone, he's killed, he's dead!

JulietCan heaven be so envious? vicious

NurseRomeo can, though heaven cannot. O Romeo, Romeo!Who ever would have thought it? Romeo!

JulietWhat devil art thou that dost torment me thus?Hath Romeo slain himself?

NurseI saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes—God save the mark—here on his manly breast. God save meA piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse, pitiful corpse

JulietO, break, my heart! Break at once!

NurseO Tybalt, Tybalt.That ever I should live to see thee dead!

Juliet 3.2.70What storm is this that blows so contrary? much griefIs Romeo slaughtered and is Tybalt dead?My dearest cousin, and my dearer lord?

NurseTybalt is gone, and Romeo banishèd. banished from Verona

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Romeo that killed him, he is banishèd.

JulietO God! Did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?

NurseIt did, it did, alas the day, it did!

JulietO serpent heart, hid with a flowering face! disguised, lovelyBeautiful tyrant, fiend angelical!Despisèd substance of divinest show! reality of heavenly appearanceJust opposite to what thou justly seem'st.O, that deceit should dwell in such a gorgeous palace!

NurseThere's no trust, no faith, no honesty in men. All perjured. liarsThese griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old.Shame come to Romeo! shame on Romeo

JulietBlistered be thy tongueFor such a wish! He was not born to shame!Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit,O, what a beast was I to chide at him! criticize

NurseWill you speak well of him that killed your cousin?

JulietShall I speak ill of him that is my husband?Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name husbandWhen I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it?But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? whyThat villain cousin would have killed my husband.Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring! back into my eyesYour tributary drops belong to woe, stream ofWhich you, mistaking, offer up to joy.My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain,And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband.All this is comfort. Wherefore weep I then? why"Tybalt is dead, and Romeo...banishèd."That "banishèd," that one word "banishèd"There is no end, no limit, measure, bound, measurement, boundaryIn that word's death. No words can that woe sound. in the death that brings,Where are my father and my mother, Nurse? express that woe

NurseWeeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse. corpseWill you go to them? I will bring you thither. there

JulietWash they his wounds with tears? Mine shall be spent used upWhen theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment.But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed. virgin, will die a virgin widowCome, cords. Come, Nurse, I'll to my wedding-bed,And Death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead!I'll to my wedding-bed,And Death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead! will take my virginity

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NurseI'll find Romeo to comfort you. I wot well where he is. knowHark ye, your Romeo will be here at night. listen

JulietO, find him! Give this ring to my true knight, [hands her a ring]And bid him come to take his last farewell.

[They exit]

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SCENE 17: Night. Church. Friar consoles Romeo; they plan for Romeo to visit Juliet and flee.

Friar, Romeo, Nurse

FriarRomeo, come forth. Come forth, thou fearful man. come inAffliction is enamored of thy parts, suffering is in love with youAnd thou art wedded to calamity. married to misfortune

RomeoBanishment? Be merciful, say "death"!For exile hath more terror in his look,Much more than death! Do not say "banishment"!

FriarHence from Verona art thou banishèd. awayBe patient, for the world is broad and wide.

RomeoThere is no world without Verona walls, outsideBut purgatory, torture, hell itself!Hence "banishèd" is "banish'd from the world," therefore, meansAnd world's exile is death! Then "banishèd" exile from the world meansIs death mis-termed. Calling death "banishèd," misnamedThou cutt'st my head off with a golden axeAnd smile'st upon the stroke that murders me.

FriarO deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness!Thy fault our law calls death, but the kind Prince, crime is punishable byTaking thy part, hath rushed aside the law taking your side, brushedAnd turned that black word "death" to "banishment."This is dear mercy, and thou see'st it not.

Romeo'Tis torture, and not mercy! Heav'n is hereWhere Juliet lives, and every cat and dogAnd little mouse, every unworthy thing,Live here in heaven and may look on her,But Romeo may not; he is banishèd.And say'st thou yet that exile is not death?O how hast thou the heart, my friend professed, one who calls himself my friendTo mangle me with that word "banishèd"? tear me apart

FriarThou fond madman, hear me but speak a word. foolish

RomeoO, thou wilt speak again of banishment.

FriarI'll give thee armor to keep off that word: protectionAdversity's sweet milk, philosophy, to comfort thee.

RomeoHang up philosophy! damnIt helps not, it prevails not! Talk no more! it has no power

FriarO, then I see that madmen have no ears.

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RomeoHow should they when that wise men have no eyes? why

FriarLet me dispute with thee of thy estate. reason with you about your situation

RomeoThou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel!Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love, and Juliet were your loveAn hour but married, Tybalt murderèd,Doting like me, and like me banishèd, in love like meThen mightst thou speak.

[Nurse knocks at door]

FriarArise. Good Romeo, hide thyself. Thou wilt be taken![Knocking]Run to my study![Knocking]—I come, I come! Who knocks so hard?

Nurse [outside]Let me come in, I come from Lady Juliet.

Friar [opens door]Welcome then!

Nurse [enters]O Holy Friar, O, tell me, Holy Friar,Where is my lady's Romeo?

Nurse 3.3.92O, he is even in my mistress' case, in the same condition as JulietEven so lies she, pitiful, she lies the same wayBlubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering.[to Romeo] Stand up, stand up! Stand, and you be a man! ifFor Juliet's sake, for her sake, rise and stand!Why should you fall into so deep an O?

RomeoNurse!

NurseAh sir, ah sir! Death's the end of all. all of us

RomeoSpake'st thou of Juliet? How is it with her?Doth she not think me an old murderer,Where is she? And how doth she? And what saysMy concealed lady to our cancelled love? secret bride about

NurseO, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps,And then on Romeo cries, and then down falls again. about

RomeoAs if that name, Shot from the deadly level of a gun, my name, aimDid murder her, as that name's cursèd hand

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Murdered her kinsman! O, tell me, Friar, tell me,In what vile part of this anatomy my bodyDoth my name lodge? Tell me, that I may sack live, pillageThe hateful mansion! [tries to stab himself] hated place

FriarHold thy desperate hand! Art thou a man?Thou hast amazed me! By my holy order,I thought thy disposition better tempered. character, balancedHast thou slain Tybalt! Wilt thou slay thyself? so you've killed TybaltAnd slay thy lady that in thy life lives, wife who is one with your lifeBy doing damnèd hate upon thyself? committing suicideWhat, rouse thee, man! Thy Juliet is alive, cheer upFor whose dear sake thou wert but lately dead. just now wished to be deadThere art thou happy! Tybalt would kill thee, you are fortunateBut thou slew'st Tybalt. There are thou happy! you are fortunateThe law that threatened death becomes thy friendAnd turns it to exile. There art thou happy! you are fortunateA pack of blessings lights up upon thy back; many blessings are on youHappiness courts thee in her best array; good fortune, clothesBut, like a misbehaved and sullen wench, sulking girlThou pouts upon thy fortune and thy love.Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. be careful, such people

NurseHere, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir. [hands him the ring]

RomeoHow well my comfort is revived by this! spirit

FriarGo, get thee to thy love, as was decreed, you plannedAscend her chamber. Hence and comfort her. climb into her bedroom, go onBut look thou stay not till the break of day be sureFor then thou canst not pass to Mantua, leaveWhere thou shalt live till we can find a time find the right timeTo blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends, announce, familiesBeg pardon of the Prince, and call thee backWith twenty hundred thousand times more joyThan thou went'st forth in lamentation. sorrow[to Nurse] Go before, Nurse. Commend me to thy lady. ahead, my regardsRomeo is coming.

Nurse[to Romeo] My lord, I'll tell my lady you will come!

RomeoDo so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. sweetheart, scold me

FriarGo hence, and here stands all your state: all depends on thisBe gone by break of day. Sojourn in Mantua. by dawn leave in disguise, stayAnd I shall signify from time to time bring messagesEvery good hap to you that chances here. all good news, happensGive me thy hand. 'Tis late. Farewell. Good night.

RomeoBut that a joy past joy calls out on me, if it weren't for a joy beyond joysIt were a grief, so brief to part with thee. that calls me away, it would beFarewell. sad to leave you in such hurry

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[They exit]

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SCENE 18: Capulet house. Capulet plans for Juliet to marry Paris on Thursday.

Lord Capulet, Lady Capulet, Paris

Lady Capulet'Tis very late. She'll not come down. come down from her roomTonight she's mewed up to her heaviness. closed off in her sorrow

Lord CapuletThings have fallen out, sir, so unluckilyThat we have had no time to move our daughter. persuadeLook you, she loved her cousin Tybalt dearly,

Lady CapuletAnd so did I.

Lord CapuletWell, we were born to die.

ParisThese times of woe afford no time to woo. allowMadam, good night. Commend me to your daughter. give my regardsLady CapuletI will, and know her mind early tomorrow. I'll know what she thinks

Lord CapuletSir Paris, I will make a desperate tender bold offerOf my child's love. I think she will be ruledIn all respects by me. Nay, more, I doubt it not.Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed, beforeAcquaint her here of my son Paris' love, tell, son-in-lawAnd bid her—mark you me?—on Wednesday next— are you listeningBut soft, what day is this? wait

ParisTuesday, my lord.

Lord CapuletTuesday! Ah, ah. Well, Wednesday is too soon.O' Thursday let it be. [to her] O' Thursday, tell her,She shall be married to this noble sir!

Lady CapuletNo, not o' Thursday. There is time enough. there's no rush

Lord CapuletTush, all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife. nonsense, I promise[to him] Will you be ready? Do you like this haste? approve, speedWe'll keep no great ado, a friend or two, not have a big affairFor hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, listen, recentlyIt may be thought we held him carelessly thought little of himIf we revel much. celebrateTherefore we'll have some half a dozen friends,And there an end. But what say you to Thursday? that's all

ParisMy lord, I would that Thursday were tomorrow! wish

Lord CapuletWell get you gone. O' Thursday be it, then![to her] Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed, before

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Prepare her, wife, against this wedding day. for[to him] Farewell, my son.Afore me, it is so very late that we oh myMay call it early by and by. Good night. soon

[They exit]

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SCENE 19: Wednesday at dawn. Juliet's bedroom. Romeo & Juliet wake as he must leave for Mantua.

Romeo, Juliet, Nurse

JulietWilt 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. you heardNightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. thatBelieve me, love, it was the nightingale.

RomeoIt was the lark, the herald of the morn,No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks streaks of lightDo lace the severing clouds in yonder east. pierce the cloudsNight's candles are burnt out, and jocund day stars, jollyStands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

JulietYon light is not daylight, I know it, I. thatIt is some meteor that the sun exhaled,To be to thee this night a torchbearerAnd light thee on thy way to Mantua.Therefore stay yet. Thou need'st not to be gone.

RomeoLet me be ta'en; let me be put to death. capturedI am content, so thou wilt have it so. ifI'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye; that grey light'Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia's brow. reflection of the moon's faceNor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat song rises toThe vaulty heav'n so high above our heads.I have more care to stay than will to go. desire, willpowerCome death, and welcome; Juliet wills it so! wishesHow is't, my soul? Let's talk. It is not day. how are you, my love

Juliet [realizing it is late]It is, it is! Hie hence, be gone, away! hurry awayIt is the lark that sings so out of tune,Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.O, now be gone! More light and light it grows.

RomeoMore light and light, more dark and dark our woes! the lighter it grows

Nurse [enters] the darker our woesMadam!

JulietNurse?

NurseYour lady mother is coming to your chamber! [exits] room

Juliet Then, window, let day in, and let life out!

RomeoFarewell, farewell! One kiss, and I'll descend. [climbs down]

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JulietArt thou gone so? Love, lord, ay, husband, friend!I must hear from thee every day in the hour, and every hourFor in a minute there are many days.O, by this count I shall be much in years very oldEre I again behold my Romeo! before, see

RomeoFarewell! I will omit no opportunity miss no chanceThat may convey my greetings, love, to thee. to send

JulietO think'st thou we shall ever meet again?

RomeoI doubt it not, and all these woes shall serve of these woes we'llFor sweet discourses in our time to come. talk and laugh years from now

JulietO God, I have an ill-divining soul! bad feelingMethinks I see thee, now thou art below,As one dead in the bottom of a tomb.

RomeoAdieu, adieu! [exits] farewell

JulietO Fortune, Fortune! All men call thee fickle. quick to change your mindIf thou art fickle, what dost thou with him what do you want with himThat is renowned for faith? Be fickle, Fortune, well known for faithfulnessFor then I hope thou wilt not keep him long,But send him back!

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SCENE 20: Dawn. Juliet’s bedroom. Juliet's mother tells her she'll wed Paris; she refuses; her father is enraged; Nurse advises her to marry Paris.

Lord Capulet, Lady Capulet, Juliet, Nurse

Lady Capulet [enters]Ho, daughter, are you up? Why, how now, Juliet? how are you

JulietMadam, I am not well.

Lady CapuletEvermore weeping for your cousin's death? stillWhat, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?And if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live.Therefore, have done. Some grief shows much of love, stop crying, a littleBut much of grief shows still some want of wit. foolishness

JulietYet let me weep for such a feeling loss. deep

Lady CapuletWell, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death,As that the villain lives which slaughtered him. as because that villainThat Romeo.

JulietGod pardon him. I do, with all my heart.And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. anger me / my heart miss

Lady CapuletThat is because the traitor murd'rer lives.

JulietAy, madam, from the reach of these my hands. beyond

Lady CapuletWe will have vengeance for it, fear thou not!That he shall soon keep Tybalt company.And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied.

JulietIndeed, I never shall be satisfiedWith Romeo till I behold him...dead...is my poor heart.

Lady CapuletBut now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl! newsWell, well, thou hast a careful father, child, caringOne who, to put thee from thy heaviness, end your sorrowHath sorted out a sudden day of joy has arrangedThat thou expects not, nor I looked not for. expected

JulietMadam, what day is that?

Lady CapuletMarry, my child, early next Thursday morn, well, morningThe gallant, young and noble gentleman,Sir Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride!

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JulietNow, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too,He shall not make me there a joyful bride!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!

Lady CapuletHere comes your father. Tell him so yourself,And see how he will take it.

[Capulet & Nurse enter]

Lord CapuletHow now, still in tears? Evermore showering? what's this, stillHave you delivered to her our decree? told her our decision

Lady CapuletAy, sir, but she will none; she gives you thanks. she'll have none of itI would the fool were married to her grave! wish

Lord CapuletHow! Will she none? Doth she not give us thanks? have none of itIs she not proud? Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought happy, arrangedSo worthy a gentleman to be her bridegroom?

JulietNot proud you have, but thankful that you have. I'm not happy thatProud can I never be of what I hate.

Lord CapuletWhat is this? "I thank you" and "I thank you not"And yet "not proud"? Mistress minion you, spoiled hussyThank me no thankings, nor proud me no prouds,But fettle your fine joints 'gainst Thursday next prepare your fine self forTo go with Paris to Saint Peter's Church,Or I will drag thee thither! there

Lady CapuletFie, fie. What, are you mad? shame on youJulietGood father, I beseech you,Hear me with patience but to speak a word.

Lord CapuletDisobedient wretch!I tell thee what: get thee to church o' Thursday,Or never after look me in the face! look at meSpeak not, reply not, do not answer me! shut up, don't talk backWe scarce thought us blest thought ourselves blestThat God had lent us but this only child, givenBut now I see this one is one too much,And that we have a curse in having her.

NurseYou are to blame, my lord, to rate her so! scold

Lord CapuletHold your tongue!

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NurseI speak no treason— nothing disloyal

Lord CapuletPeace, you mumbling fool!

Lady CapuletYou are too hot! upset

Lord CapuletGod's bread! It makes me mad! To have a wretched damn itpuling fool, in her fortune's tender, whimpering, receiving good fortuneTo answer "I'll not wed; I pray you pardon me!"[to Juliet] I'll "pardon" you:Graze where you will, you shall not house with me! go eat, stay in this houseI do not use to jest! Thursday is near. jokeIf you be mine, I'll give you to my friend. if you're my daughterIf you be not, hang! Beg! Starve! Die in the streets! if you're notFor, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee! you as my daughterTrust to't. I'll not be forsworn! think on it, take back my words[exits]

JulietO, sweet my mother, cast me not away! don't send me awayDelay this marriage for a month! A week!Or if you do not, make the bridal bedIn that dim monument where Tybalt lies. tomb

Lady CapuletTalk not to me, for I'll not speak a word.Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee. [exits] do what you will

JulietO God! O Nurse, how shall this be prevented?My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven. alive, marriage vow swornHow shall that faith return again to earth can I marry againUnless that husband send it me from heaven by leaving earth? dyingWhat say'st thou? Hast thou not a word of joy?

NurseFaith, here it is. Romeo is banished.I think it best you married with this Paris.O, he's a lovely gentleman!I think you are happy in this second match, fortunate, marriageFor it excels your first; or if it did not, is better thanYour first is dead, or 'twere as good he were as good as deadAs living here and you no use of him. on earth, never able to see you

JulietSpeakest thou from thy heart?

NurseAnd from my soul too, else beshrew them both. curse

JulietAmen.

NurseWhat?

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JulietWell, thou hast comforted me marvelous much.Go in and tell my lady I am gone, motherHaving displeased my father, to Lawrence' cell,To make confession and to be absolved. forgiven

NurseMerry, I will; and this is wisely done. [exits]

JulietAncient damnation! O most wicked fiend! cursed old womanTo dispraise my lord with that same tongue criticize, husbandWhich she hath praised him with above compare beyond comParisonSo many thousand times? Go, counselor.I'll to the Friar to know his remedy.If all else fail, myself have power to die. [exits] kill myself

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SCENE 21: Later that day. Church. Juliet evades Paris; Friar plans to fake herdeath.

Friar, Paris, Juliet

FriarOn Thursday, sir? The time is very short.

ParisMy father Capulet will have it so, father-in-law

FriarYou say you do not know the lady's mind? thoughts on thisUneven is the course. I like it not. this is too irregular

ParisImmoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, excessivelyNow, sir, her father counts it dangerous considersThat she doth give her sorrow so much sway, let sorrow overwhelm herAnd in his wisdom hastes our marriage hurriesTo stop the inundation of her tears. flood

[Juliet enters]

Happily met, my lady and my wife!

JulietThat may be, sir, when I may be a wife.

ParisThat “may be” must be, love, on Thursday next. my love

JulietWhat must be shall be.

Friar

That's a certain text. that's true

ParisCome you to make confession to the Friar?Do not deny to him that you love me.

JulietI will confess to you that I love him.

ParisSo will you, I am sure, that you love me.

Juliet[to Friar] Are you at leisure, Holy Father, now? free

FriarMy leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now. I'm free now, troubled[to him] Good sir, we must entreat the time alone. ask for

ParisGod shield I should disturb devotion!— forbid, religious devotionJuliet, early will I rouse you. wake you (with music)Till then, adieu, and keep this holy kiss. [kisses her, exits]

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JulietTell me not, Friar, that thou hear'st of this,Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it!

FriarO Juliet, I already know thy grief. know the cause of your griefIt strains me past the compass of my wits. I'm at my wit's end

JulietIf in thy wisdom thou canst give no help,Do thou but call my resolution wise,And with this I will help it presently! now

[threatens to stab herself]

FriarHold! stop

JulietBe not so long to speak! I long to die! speak now, I want to die

FriarHold, daughter! I do spy a kind of hope, stop, seeWhich craves as desperate an execution requires, actAs that is desperate which we would prevent. this desperate act, want toIf, rather than to marry with this Paris,Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself,Then is it likely thou wilt undertakeA thing like death to chide away this shame, avoidThat cop'st with Death himself to 'scape from it; faces death, escapeAnd if thou dare'st, I'll give thee remedy. give you this remedy

JulietO, I will do it without fear or doubt,To live an unstained wife to my sweet love. loyal

FriarHold, then. Go home, be merry. Give consent wait, agreeTo marry Paris.

Tonight, take thou this vial, being then in bed, little bottle, once you're in bedAnd this distilling liquor drink thou off. drink all the liquid

When presently through all thy veins shall run soonA cold and drowsy humor, for no pulse fluidShall keep his native progress, but surcease. keep beating, stopNo warmth, no breath shall testify thou live'st. show you're aliveThe roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade rosinessTo paly ashes. Thy eyes' windows fall pale grey, eyelids will closeLike Death when he shuts up the day of life. closesEach part, deprived of supple government, part of you, unable to moveShall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death. rigid

Now, when the bridegroom in the morning comes ParisTo rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead. to wake youThen, thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault carried, tombWhere all the kindred of the Capulets lie. familyAnd in this borrowed likeness of shrunk death death-like appearanceThou shalt continue four and twenty hours,And then awake as from a pleasant sleep. In the meantime,

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Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift planAnd hither shall he come, and herewatch thy waking, and that very night watch you wakeShall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua. take you away

And this shall free thee from this present shame,If no inconstant fear abate thy valor. interfere with, courage

JulietO, tell not me of fear!

Friar [gives her the vial]Get you gone. Be strong and prosperousIn this resolve. I'll send to Mantua my letters to thy lord. determined, husband

JulietLove give me strength, and strength shall help afford! give me helpFarewell, dear Father!

[They exit]

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SCENE 22: That night in Juliet's bedroom. Juliet takes the sleeping potion.

Juliet, Nurse, Lady Capulet

JulietGentle Nurse, I pray thee, leave me to myself tonight, leave me aloneFor I have need of many orisons prayersTo move the heavens to smile upon my state, encourage, situationWhich, well thou know'st, is cross and full of sin. conflicted

Lady Capulet [enters]What, are you busy, ho? Need you my help?

JulietNo, madam. We have culled such necessaries picked out everythingAs are behoveful for our state tomorrow. as needed for the ceremonySo please you, let me now be left alone.

Lady CapuletGood night. Get thee to bed and rest, for thou hast need.

[They exit]

JulietFarewell. God knows when we shall meet again.My dismal scene I needs must act alone. Come, vial. dreadfulWhat if this mixture do not work at all?Shall I be married then tomorrow morning?No, no, this shall forbid it.

[takes a dagger and puts it by the bed]

How if, when I am laid into the tomb,I wake before the time that Romeo come to redeem me? get meShall I not then be stifled in the vault, suffocated, tombTo whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in, freshAnd there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? beforeOr if I live, is it not very like isn't it likelyThe horrible conceit of death and night, thoughtsTogether with the terror of the place where as they say,At some hours in the night spirits resort, shall I not be distraught? haunt, madO look! Methinks I see my cousin's ghost I thinkSeeking out Romeo. Stay, Tybalt, stay! stopRomeo, I come! I drink to thee.

[She drinks then falls in bed within the curtains]

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SCENE 23: Blackout. Thursday morning. Nurse discovers Juliet. Friar delivers Juliet's eulogy.

Nurse, Juliet, Lady Capulet, Friar

NurseMistress! What, mistress! [cries in horror] Juliet!—Fast, I warrant her, she.— fast asleep, bet 4.5.1Why, lamb! Why, lady! Fie, you slug-a-bed!

Lady Capulet [enters] 4.5.20What noise is here?

Nurse O lamentable day! mournful 4.5.21

Lady Capulet 4.5.22What is the matter?

Nurse Look, look! O heavy day! gloomy 4.5.23

Lady Capulet 4.5.24O me, O me! My child, my only life!Revive, look up, or I will die with thee! wake upHelp, help! Call help!Capulet [enters] 4.5.27For shame, bring Juliet forth! Her lord is come. out here, groom is here

Nurse 4.5.28She's dead, deceased! She's dead! Alack the day!Lady Capulet 4.5.29Alack the day! she's dead, she's dead, she's dead!

[Lights up on Church. Friar delivers Juliet's eulogy toLord & Lady Capulet, Nurse, Paris, and Guests]

FriarDeath lies on her like an untimely frost unseasonably lateUpon the sweetest flower of all the field.The night before her wedding day hath Death lain with her. sleptThen love-devouring death do what he dare.Flower as she was, deflowered by him. beautiful, her virginity takenOur daughter he hath wedded. Heaven and yourselfHad part in this fair maid. Now heav'n hath all, both had part, all of herYour part in her you could not keep from death,But heaven keeps his part in eternal life.

[They exit]

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SCENE 24: That afternoon in Mantua. Romeo hears Juliet is dead; he plans to die by her side.

Romeo, Benvolio

RomeoIf I may trust the flattering truth of sleep, believe what good dreams sayMy dreams presage some joyful news at hand. predict, soonAnd all this day an unaccustomed spirit unusually good moodLifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.I dreamt my lady came and found me dead,And breathed such life with kisses in my lips onThat I revived and was an emperor.Ah me! How sweet is love itself possessed the love you have in realityWhen but love's shadows are so rich in joy!

even just love's dreams[Benvolio enters]

News from Verona!—How now, Benvolio! helloDost thou not bring me letters from the Friar?How doth my lady? Is my father well?How fares my Juliet? That I ask again, how isFor nothing can be ill if she be well. bad, good

BenvolioThen she is well and nothing can be ill. she's in heaven (an expression)Her body sleeps in Capel's monument, the Capulet tombAnd her immortal part with angels lives. soul

RomeoIs it e'en so? Then I defy you, stars! is it really so, fate[aside] Well, Juliet, I will lie with thee tonight.

BenvolioI do beseech you, coz, have patience!

RomeoLeave me!

BenvolioYour looks are pale and wild, and do import suggestSome misadventure. something bad will happen

RomeoTush, thou art deceived! nonsenseHast thou no letters to me from the Friar?

BenvolioNo.

RomeoNo matter. Get thee gone,So shalt thou show me friendship. that's howLive and be prosperous, and farewell, dear cousin. [exits]

BenvolioRomeo! [exits after]

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SCENE 25: Church. Friar realizes Romeo didn't get his message.

Friar, John

John [enters]Holy Friar!

FriarWelcome from Mantua! What says Romeo?Or if his mind be writ, give me his letter. if he wrote

JohnI could not send it, nor get a messenger to bring it.[hands him the letter]

FriarUnhappy fortune! Romeo terrible fortuneHath had no notice of these accidents. eventsThe letter was of dear import, and the neglecting it much importanceMay do much danger!Within three hours will fair Juliet wake.Fear comes upon me.O, much I fear some ill unthrifty thing. evilBut I will write again to Mantua,Poor living corse, closed in a dead man's tomb! corpse, locked

[They exit]

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SCENE 26: That night outside apothecary shop in Verona. Romeo buys poison. Guards fight Romeo; he escapes.

Romeo, Apothecary, Guard 1, Guard 2, Paris, Page

RomeoWhat, ho! Apothec'ry!

Apothecary[enters] Who calls so loud?

RomeoLet me have a dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear some, fast-acting stuffAs will disperse itself through all the veinsThat the life-weary taker may fall dead the one taking their life

ApothecarySuch mortal drugs I have, but Verona's law deadlyIs death to any he that utters them. sentences death, sells

RomeoArt thou so bare and full of wretchedness, and fear'st to die? poorThe world is not thy friend, nor the world's law.The world affords no law to make thee rich. offersThen be not poor, but break it, and take this! [Offers money] break the law

ApothecaryMy poverty, but not my will, consents. conscience, agrees

RomeoI pay thy poverty and not thy will. conscience

Apothecary [offers poison]Drink it off, and if you had the strengthOf twenty men, it would dispatch you straight. kill you immediately

Romeo [hands him the money]There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls,Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell. mixturesI sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none.[aside] Come, cordial and not poison, go with me medicineTo Juliet's grave, for there must I use thee.

Paris 5.3.1Give me thy torch, boy. Hence and stand aloof. go stand at a distanceYet put it out, for I would not be seen. no instead, the torch, don't want toUnder yond yew1 trees lay thee all along. those, lie down

[Two Guards enter]

1st GuardWhat cursèd foot wanders this way?

2nd GuardThis is that banish'd Montague[to Romeo] What, ho! Stop!Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee! arrestObey, and go with me, for thou must die!

RomeoI must indeed, and therefore came I hither. that's why I came hereTempt not a desperate man!

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Put not another sin upon my head by urging me to fury! pushingFor I come hither armed against myself.

Paris 5.3.68I do defy thy commination2, conjurations1: threatsAnd apprehend thee for a felon here. arrest, criminal

Romeo 5.3.70Wilt thou provoke me? Then have at thee, boy!

[They fight. Apothecary flees. Romeo escapes]

Page 5.3.71O Lord, they fight! I will go call the watch! [exits] guards

Paris 5.3.72O, I am slain! [falls] If thou be merciful,Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet. [dies]

1st Guard 5.3.173Lead, boy. Which way?

2nd Guard 5.3.177The ground is bloody. Search about the churchyard.Go, some of you. Whoe'er you find attach. arrest

[They exit]

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SCENE 27: Capulet tomb. Romeo finds Juliet and drinks the poison; Juliet wakes and kills herself.

Romeo, Juliet in tomb

Romeo [enters]O here lies Juliet, and her beauty makesThis vault a feasting presence full of light. festive hallMy love! My wife! Forgive me, dear Juliet.Thou art not conquered. Beauty's ensign yet signIs crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, redAnd death's pale flag is not advancèd there. raisedWhy art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe beautifulThat unsubstantial Death is amorous, bodiless Death is your loverAnd that the lean abhorrèd monster keeps horribleThee here in dark to be his paramour? I will stay with thee, mistressAnd never from this palace of dim nightDepart again. Here will I set up my everlasting rest,And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars shake off the burden of cruel fateFrom this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last. body, for the last timeArms, take your last embrace. And lips, O, youThe doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss pureA dateless bargain to engrossing Death. [kisses her] eternal contract, all-possessingCome, bitter conduct. escort (poison)Here's to my love! [drinks, kisses her]

Juliet [wakes]Romeo?

RomeoThus with a kiss I die. [dies]

JulietRomeo! What's here? Poison.Drunk all, and left no friendly dropTo help me after? I will kiss thy lips. follow after youHaply some poison yet doth hang on them perhapsTo make me die. [kisses him][finding Romeo's dagger] O, happy dagger! how fortunate: a daggerThis is thy sheath! [kills herself] my heart

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SCENE 28: Friday at dawn. Prince condemns Montague and Capulet.

Prince & Attendants, Lord Montague, Lady Montague, Lord Capulet, Lady Capulet, Friar, Nurse, Benvolio, Others, Chorus, Musicians

Prince [enters with Attendants] 5.3.195What misadventure is so early up problemThat calls our person from our morning rest? me

[Lord & Lady Capulet and Others enter]

Lord Capulet 5.3.197What should it be that they5 so shriek 2 abroad ? is1, shrieked+: shout about

Lady Capulet 5.3.198The1 people in the street cry "Romeo", O, the2

Some "Juliet", and some "Paris", and all runWith open outcry toward our monument.

Lord Capulet 5.3.210O heavens! O wife, look how our daughter bleeds!This dagger hath mista'en, for lo, his house made a mistake, look, its sheathIs empty on the back of Montague,And it mis-sheathèd in my daughter's bosom!

Lady Capulet 5.3.214O me! This sight of death is as a bellThat warns my old age to a sepulchre.

summons, tomb[Montague & Others enter]

Prince 5.3.216Come, Montague, for thou art early upTo see thy son and heir now early1 down.

[to Guards] Bring forth the parties of suspicion.

Friar 5.3.232I am the greatest, able to do least, suspects

Prince 5.3.237Then say at once what thou dost know in this. immediately

Friar 5.3.238I will be brief, Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet, 5.3.240And she, there dead, that's2 Romeo's faithful wife. that+

I married them, and their stol'n marriage-day secret wedding dayWas Tybalt's doomsday, whose untimely death day of deathBanished the new-made bridegroom from the city,For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pined. mourned 5.3.245[to all] Juliet comes me, and with wild looks, bid me devise some mean to aid her. upset, make a planThen gave I her, so tutored by my 2 art , mine1, as I have studiedA sleeping potion, which so took effectAs I intended, for it wrought on herThe form of death. Meantime I writ to Romeo appearance, wrote 5.3.255That he should hither come as this dire night tragicBeing the time the potion's force should cease. effect should wear offBut he which bore my letter, Friar John, carriedWas stayed by accident, and yesternight delayed 5.3.260Returned my letter back. There untimely lay. awakening2, tragically

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The noble Paris and true Romeo dead. faitupset

And Juliet, did violence on herself. kill herself

PrinceWhere be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, curseThat heav'n finds means to kill your joys with love! a way, childrenAnd I for winking at your discords too disregarding your fightingHave lost a brace of kinsmen! All are punished! two of my

Lord Capulet 5.3.306O brother Montague, give me thy hand.

Montague 5.3.309For I will raise 4 her statue in pure gold, have a statue made of herThat while1 Verona by that name is known, is still known by that nameThere shall no figure at such rate be set no figure will be as valuedAs that of true and faithful Juliet.

Prince (or Chorus)A glooming peace this morning with it brings.The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head. faceGo hence to have more talk of these sad things. go onSome shall be pardoned, and some punished.For never was a story of more woeThan this of Juliet and her Romeo.

[End]

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2019: Edited and adapted by Ron Liskey for the Woodland Star School Class of 2020.

2008: Edited and adapted by David Hundsness. This adaptation may be used for free in partor whole for performance, even for profit; I ask only that you contact me atscripts@hundsness.com to let me know who is using it, and give credit to David Hundsnessand www.hundsness.com where appropriate.

This adaptation retains Shakespeare’s original language. It has been shortened to under twohours, cutting scenes that are typically slow to modern audiences. Dated references areminimized so the story may be set anytime and anywhere. A Wedding Ceremony and Juliet'sFuneral are created from cut-and-pasted lines, and some scenes are altered for dramaticimpact (all from the original script, of course). To see all lines that were cut, see theunabridged version at www.hundsness.com/plays.

The original play was first performed around 1595. This text is based on the Second Quartoof 1599, with corrections and alternate text from the First Quarto of 1597, Second Quarto of1599, Third Quarto of 1609, Fourth Quarto of 1622, First Folio of 1623, and later editions.Spelling and punctuation are modernized (American) with some indications of pronunciation.Stage directions are clarified. Side notes are given for vocabulary, figurative language, andallusions.

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