Act IV
Scene I. Friar Laurence’s cell.
EnterFriarLaurenceandParis
FriarLaurenceOnThursday,sir?thetimeisveryshort.
ParisMyfatherCapuletwillhaveitso;
AndIamnothingslowtoslackhishaste.
FriarLaurenceYousayyoudonotknowthelady’smind:
Unevenisthecourse,Ilikeitnot.
ParisImmoderatelysheweepsforTybalt’sdeath,
AndthereforehaveIlittletalk’doflove;
ForVenussmilesnotinahouseoftears.
Now,sir,herfathercountsitdangerous
Thatshedothgivehersorrowsomuchsway,
Andinhiswisdomhastesourmarriage,
Tostoptheinundationofhertears;
Which,toomuchmindedbyherselfalone,
Maybeputfromherbysociety:
Nowdoyouknowthereasonofthishaste.
FriarLaurence[Aside]IwouldIknewnotwhyitshouldbeslow’d.
Look,sir,herecomestheladytowardsmycell.
EnterJuliet
ParisHappilymet,myladyandmywife!
JulietThatmaybe,sir,whenImaybeawife.
ParisThatmaybemustbe,love,onThursdaynext.
JulietWhatmustbeshallbe.
FriarLaurenceThat’sacertaintext.
ParisComeyoutomakeconfessiontothisfather?
JulietToanswerthat,Ishouldconfesstoyou.
