Act IV, Scene ii:
Hall in Capulet's House.

[Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, Nurse, and Servants.]

Capulet.:

So many guests invite as here are writ.—

[Exit first Servant.]

Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.

2 Servant.

You shall have none ill, sir; for I'll try if they can

lick their fingers.

Capulet.:

How canst thou try them so?

2 Servant.

Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers:

therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with me.

Capulet.:

Go, begone.—

[Exit second Servant.]

We shall be much unfurnish'd for this time.—

What, is my daughter gone to Friar Lawrence?

Nurse.:

Ay, forsooth.

Capulet.:

Well, be may chance to do some good on her:

A peevish self-will'd harlotry it is.

Nurse.:

See where she comes from shrift with merry look.

[Enter Juliet.]

Capulet.:

How now, my headstrong! where have you been gadding?

Juliet.:

Where I have learn'd me to repent the sin

Of disobedient opposition

To you and your behests; and am enjoin'd

By holy Lawrence to fall prostrate here,

To beg your pardon:—pardon, I beseech you!

Henceforward I am ever rul'd by you.

Capulet.:

Send for the county; go tell him of this:

I'll have this knot knit up to-morrow morning.

Juliet.:

I met the youthful lord at Lawrence' cell;

And gave him what becomed love I might,

Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty.

Capulet.:

Why, I am glad on't; this is well,—stand up,—

This is as't should be.—Let me see the county;

Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither.—

Now, afore God, this reverend holy friar,

All our whole city is much bound to him.

Juliet.:

Nurse, will you go with me into my closet,

To help me sort such needful ornaments

As you think fit to furnish me to-morrow?

Lady Capulet.

No, not till Thursday; there is time enough.

Capulet.:

Go, nurse, go with her.—We'll to church to-morrow.

[Exeunt Juliet and Nurse.]

Lady Capulet.

We shall be short in our provision:

'Tis now near night.

Capulet.:

Tush, I will stir about,

And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife:

Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her;

I'll not to bed to-night;—let me alone;

I'll play the housewife for this once.—What, ho!—

They are all forth: well, I will walk myself

To County Paris, to prepare him up

Against to-morrow: my heart is wondrous light

Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd.

[Exeunt.]