SCENE IV. A room in Capulet's house. Romeo and Juliet  Shakespeare homepage  |  Romeo and Juliet  | Act 3, Scene 4 

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 Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and PARIS  CAPULET  Things have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily, 

 That we have had no time to move our daughter: 

 Look you, she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly, 

 And so did I:--Well, we were born to die. 

 'Tis very late, she'll not come down to-night: 

 I promise you, but for your company, 

 I would have been a-bed an hour ago. 

 PARIS  These times of woe afford no time to woo. 

 Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter. 

 LADY CAPULET  I will, and know her mind early to-morrow; 

 To-night she is mew'd up to her heaviness. 

 CAPULET  Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender 

 Of my child's love: I think she will be ruled 

 In all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not. 

 Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed; 

 Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love; 

 And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next-- 

 But, soft! what day is this? 

 PARIS  Monday, my lord, 

 CAPULET  Monday! ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too soon, 

 O' Thursday let it be: o' Thursday, tell her, 

 She shall be married to this noble earl. 

 Will you be ready? do you like this haste? 

 We'll keep no great ado,--a friend or two; 

 For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, 

 It may be thought we held him carelessly, 

 Being our kinsman, if we revel much: 

 Therefore we'll have some half a dozen friends, 

 And there an end. But what say you to Thursday? 

 PARIS  My lord, I would that Thursday were to-morrow. 

 CAPULET  Well get you gone: o' Thursday be it, then. 

 Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed, 

 Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day. 

 Farewell, my lord. Light to my chamber, ho! 

 Afore me! it is so very very late, 

 That we may call it early by and by. 

 Good night. 



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