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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.]
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