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A Hall in Capulet's House.
Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, NURSE and two SERVANTS.
Capulet So many guests invite as here are writ.
[Exit SERVANT.
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?
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, be gone.
[Exit SERVANT.
We shall be much unfurnished for this time.
What, is my daughter gone to Friar Laurence?
Nurse Ay, forsooth.
Capulet Well, he may chance to do some good on her.
A peevish self-willed harlotry it is.
Enter JULIET.
Nurse See where she comes from shrift with merry look.
Capulet How now, my headstrong! Where have you been gadding?
Juliet Where I have learnt me to repent the sin
Of disobedient opposition
To you and your behests; and am enjoined
By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here,
To beg your pardon. Pardon, I beseech you!
Henceforward I am ever ruled by you.
Capulet Send for the County; go tell him of this.
I'll have this knot knit up tomorrow morning.
Juliet I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell,
And gave him what becomd 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.
[To NURSE.] 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 tomorrow?
Lady Capulet No, not till Thursday; there is time enough.
Capulet Go, Nurse, go with her. We'll to church tomorrow.
[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 tonight; 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 up him
Against tomorrow. My heart is wondrous light
Since this same wayward girl is so reclaimed.
[Exeunt.