Scene 12 act 2, scene 5

[Capulet house. JULIET]

JULIET 2.5.1
The clock struck nine when I did send the² Nurse. my¹
In half an hour she promised to return.
Perchance she cannot meet him. That's not so. perhaps, find
O, she is lame! Love's heralds should be thoughts, slow, messengers
Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams, 2.5.5
Driving back shadows over louring hills. gloomy
Therefore donimble-pinioned doves draw Love, that's why, swift-winged,
And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings. Venus' chariot, swift
Now is the sun upon the highmost hill highest point
Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve 2.5.10
Is three³ long hours, yet she is not come.
Had she affections and warm youthful blood, feelings
She would be as swift in motion as a ball.
My words would bandy her to my sweet love, toss
And his to me. toss her back to me 2.5.15
But old folks, many feign as they were dead, act like
Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead.

[NURSE & PETER enter]
O God, she comes! O honey Nurse, what news?
Hast thou met with him? Send thy man away. servant

NURSE 2.5.20
Peter, stay at the gate. [Peter exits]

JULIET 2.5.21
Now, good sweet Nurse—O Lord, why look'st thou sad?
Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily. if the news is sad, tell it merrily
If good, thou shame'st the music of sweet news are ruining
By playing it to me with so sour a face.

NURSE 2.5.26
I am aweary, give me leave awhile. tired, leave me alone
Fie, how my bones ache! What a jaunt ¹ have {had} I [had]¹! oh, jaunce²: long trip

JULIET 2.5.28
I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news. wish
Nay, come, I pray thee, speak! Good, good Nurse, speak!

NURSE 2.5.31
Jesu, what haste! Can you not stay awhile? wait
Do you not see that I am out of breath?

JULIET 2.5.33
How art thou out of breath, when thou hast breath
To say to me that thou art out of breath?
The excuse that thou dost make in this delay
Is longer than the tale thou dost excuse. you aren't telling
Is thy news good, or bad? Answer to that!
Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance! wait for the details
Let me be satisfied: is't good or bad?

NURSE 2.5.40
Well, you have made a simple choice! You know not foolish
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 nothing to talk about
past compare. He is not the flower of courtesy, beyond comparison, model
but I'll warrant him as gentle as a lamb. Go thy ways, I bet he's, along
wench, serve God. What, have you dined at home? girl

JULIET 2.5.49
No, no. But all this did I know before.
What says he of our marriage? What of that?

NURSE 2.5.51
Lord, how my head aches! What a head have I! headache
It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces. break
My back, o' th' other side! O, my back, my back!
Beshrew your heart for sending me about curse, all around
To catch my death with jaunting up and down!

JULIET 2.5.56
I' faith, I am sorry that thou art not well.
Sweet, sweet, sweet Nurse, tell me, what says my love?

NURSE 2.5.59
Your love says, like an honest gentleman, and a courteous,
and a kind, and a handsome, and, I warrant, a virtuous— I believe
Where is your mother?

JULIET 2.5.62
Where is my mother? Why, she is within. inside
Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest! what an odd reply
"Your love says, like an honest gentleman,
'Where is your mother?'"

NURSE O God's lady dear! 2.5.66
Are you so hot? Marry, come up, I trow. impatient, really now
Is this the poultice for my² aching bones? medicine, mine¹
Henceforward do your messages yourself. from now on

JULIET 2.5.70
Here's such a coil! Come, what says Romeo? such a fuss

NURSE 2.5.71
Have you got leave to go to shrift {church} today? permission, confession

JULIET 2.5.72
I have.

NURSE 2.5.73
Then hie you hence to Friar Lawrence' cell. hurry, away, chamber
There stays a husband to make you a wife! waits
Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks; uncontrollable
They'll be in scarletstraight at any news. turn red, immediately
Hie you to church. I must another way hurry, must go
To fetch a ladder, by the which your love
Must climb a bird's nest soon when it is dark. to your room
I am the drudge and toil in your delight, one who works for
But you shall bear the burden soon at night! do the work (bawdy)
Go! I'll to dinner. Hie you to the cell! hurry, friar's chamber

JULIET 2.5.83
Hie to high fortune, honest Nurse. Farewell! bless you with good fortune

[They exit]

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