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A Room in Capulet's House. Enter CAPULET, Lady CAPULET, and PARIS. Cap. Things have fallen out, sir, so unluckily, That we have had no time to move our daughter: Look you, she lov'd 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.
Par. These times of woe afford no time to woo: Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter. La. Cap. I will, and know her mind early to
's love 49: I think, she will be rul'd
Monday, my lord.
soon, O'Thursday let it be;-o'Thursday, tell her, She shall be married to this noble earl:
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 reve! much: Therefore we'll have some half a dozen friends, And there an end. But what say you to Thursday?
Par. My lord, I would that Thursday were to
Cap. Well, get you gone :-O'Thursday be it
[Exeunt. SCENE V.
Enter ROMEO and JULIET.
Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Jul. Yon light is not day-light, I know it, I:
Rom. Let me be ta’en, let me be put to death;
Jul. It is, it is, hie hence, be gone, away;
the lark makes sweet division;
the lark and loathed toad change eyes; O, now I would they had chang'd voices too! Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray, Hunting thee hence with hunts-up to the day, O, now be gone; more light and light it grows. Rom. More light and light?-more dark and dark