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Romeo and Juliet

Act II, Scene 5

Capulet's orchard.
 
[Enter JULIET]
 
JULIET
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      The clock | struck nine when I | did send | the nurse;
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      In half | an hour | she pro|mised to | return.
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      Perchance | she can|not meet | him: that's | not so.
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      Oh she | is lame,| love's^her|alds should | be thoughts,
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5     Which ten | times^fas|ter glide | than the / sun's beams,
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      Driving | back sha|dows o|ver lou|ring hills:
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      Therefore do |nimble-|pinioned | doves draw love,
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      And there|fore hath | the wind | swift Cupid wings.
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      Now is the | sun u|pon the | highmost hill
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10    Of this day's jour|ney, and | from nine | till twelve
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      Is three | long hours,/ yet she | is not come.
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      Had she | affec|tions and / warm youth|ful blood,
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      She would | be as swift | in mo|tion as | a ball;
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      My words | would ban|dy her | to my / sweet love,
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15    And his | to me: (pickup)
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      But old | folks, ma|ny feign | as they | were dead;
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      Unwiel|dy, slow,| heavy,| and pale | as lead.
 
[Enter Nurse and PETER]
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      O God | she comes,| O ho|ney nurse | what news?
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      Hast thou | met with | him? Send | thy man | away.
 
NURSE
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      Peter,| stay at | the gate. (picked up)
 
[Exit PETER]
 
JULIET
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20    Now* good | sweet* nurse:| O Lord,| why lookst | thou sad?
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      Though news | be sad,| yet tell | them mer|rily;
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      If good | thou shamst | the mu|sic of / sweet news
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      By play|ing it to | me with / so sour | a face.
 
NURSE
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      I am | a-wea|ry, give | me leave | awhile:
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25    Fie how | my bones | ache, what | a jaunt | have I had?
 
JULIET
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      I would | thou hadst | my bones,| and I | thy news:
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      Nay come,| I pray | thee speak;| good good | nurse^speak.
 
NURSE
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      Jesu | what haste?| Can you | not stay | awhile?
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      Do you | not see | that I | am out | of breath?
 
JULIET
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30    How art | thou out | of breath,| when thou | hast breath
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      To say | to me | that thou | art out | of breath?
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      The excuse | that thou | dost make | in this | delay
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      Is lon|ger than | the tale | thou dost | excuse.
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      Is thy / news good | or bad?| Answer | to that;
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35    Say ei|ther, and | I'll stay | the cir|cumstance:
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      Let me | be sat|isfied,| is it good | or bad?
 
NURSE
Well, you have made a simple choice; you know not how 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 past compare: he is not the flower of courtesy, but, I'll warrant him, as gentle as a lamb. Go thy ways, wench; serve God. What, have you dined at home?
 
JULIET
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      No no:| but all | this did | I know | before.
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      What says | he of | our mar|riage? What | of that?
 
NURSE
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      Lord how | my head | aches,| what a head | have I.
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40    It beats | as it would | fall in | twenty | pieces.
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      My back | on the o|ther side:| O my back,| my back:
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      Beshrew | your heart | for sen|ding me | about,
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      To catch | my death | with jaun|ting up | and down.
 
JULIET
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      In faith:| I am sor|ry that | thou art | not well.
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45    Sweet sweet*,| sweet nurse, tell | me what says | my love?
 
NURSE
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      Your love | says like | an hon|est gen|tleman,
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      And a cour|teous, and | a kind,| and a | handsome,
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      And I war|rant a vir|tuous:| where is your | mother?
 
JULIET
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      Where is | my mo|ther? Why | she is | within;
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50    Where should | she be?| How odd|ly thou | replyst!
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      Your love | says like | an hon|est gen|tleman,
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      Where is your | mother?
 
NURSE
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                              O God's | lady | dear,
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      Are you | so hot?| Marry | come up | I trow;
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55    Is this | the poul|tice for | my a|ching bones?
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      Hencefor|ward do | your mes|sages | yourself.
 
JULIET
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      Here's such | a coil,| come what | says Ro/meo?
 
NURSE
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      Have you | got leave | to go | to shrift | today?
 
JULIET
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      I have.
 
NURSE
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             Then hie | you hence | to Fri|ar Lau||rence' cell;
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60    There stays a hus|band to make | you a wife:
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      Now comes | the wan|ton blood | up in | your cheeks,
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      They'll be | in scar|let straight | at a|ny news.
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      Hie you | to church,| I must | ano|ther way,
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      To fetch | a lad|der by | the which | your love
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65    Must climb | a bird's | nest^soon | when it | is dark:
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      I am | the drudge,| and toil | in your | delight,
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      But you | shall bear | the bur|den soon | at night.
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      Go I'll | to din|ner: hie | you to | the cell.
 
JULIET
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      Hie to high for|tune, hon|est nurse,| farewell.
 
[Exeunt]

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