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ACT IV - Scene II

Capulet's house.

Enter Father Capulet, Mother, Nurse, and Servingmen,
two or three.

CAPULET

So many guests invite as here are writ.

[Exit a Servingman.]

Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.

SERVANT

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

CAPULET

How canst thou try them so?

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ACT IV - Scene I

Friar Laurence's cell.

Enter Friar, [Laurence] and County Paris.

FRIAR

On Thursday, sir? The time is very short.

PARIS

My father Capulet will have it so,
And I am nothing slow to slack his haste.

FRIAR

You say you do not know the lady's mind.
Uneven is the course;
I like it not.

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ACT III - Scene V

Capulet's orchard.

Enter Romeo and Juliet aloft, at the Window.

JULIET

Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day.
It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear.
Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree.
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.

ROMEO

It was the lark, the herald of the morn;

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ACT III - Scene IV

Capulet's house

Enter Old Capulet, his Wife, and Paris.

CAPULET

Things have fall'n 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 abed an hour ago.

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ACT III - Scene III

Friar Laurence's cell.

Enter Friar [Laurence].

FRIAR

Romeo, come forth;
come forth, thou fearful man.
Affliction is enanmour'd of thy parts,
And thou art wedded to calamity.

Enter Romeo.

ROMEO

Father, what news? What is the Prince's doom
What sorrow craves acquaintance at my hand
That I yet know not?

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ACT III - Scene I

A public place.

Enter Mercutio, Benvolio, and Men.

BENVOLIO

I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire.
The day is hot, the Capulets abroad.
And if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl,
For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.

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ACT II - Scene IV

A street.

Enter Benvolio and Mercutio.

MERCUTIO

Where the devil should this Romeo be?
Came he not home to-night?

BENVOLIO

Not to his father's. I spoke with his man.

MERCUTIO

Why, that same pale hard-hearted wench, that Rosaline,
Torments him so that he will sure run mad.

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