The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet: ACT III
Introduction ACT I ACT II ACT III SCENE I. A public place. SCENE II. Capulet's orchard. SCENE III. Friar Laurence's cell. SCENE IV. A room in Capulet's house. SCENE V. Capulet's orchard. ACT IV ACT V About the Play Feedback			Search: All the plays Hamlet Coriolanus Julius Caesar King Lear Macbeth Othello Romeo and Juliet Richard II Richard III Titus Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Timon of Athens Henry IV Part 1 Henry IV Part 2 Henry the Fifth Henry VI Part 1 Henry VI Part 2 Henry VI Part 3 Henry VIII King John Pericles Troilus and Cressida All's Well... As You Like It The Comedy of Errors Cymbeline A Midsummer... Love's Labour's Lost Measure for Measure The Merry Wives... Much Ado about Nothing The Merchant of Venice Twelfth Night The Taming of... The Tempest The Two Gentlemen... The Winter's Tale    for: SCENE IV. A room in Capulet's house. Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and PARIS CAPULET       Things have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily,       That we have had no time to move our daughter:       Look you, she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly,       And so did I:--Well, we were born to die. 5     '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. PARIS       These times of woe afford no time to woo.       Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter. LADY CAPULET 10    I will, and know her mind early to-morrow;       To-night she is mew'd up to her heaviness. CAPULET       Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender       Of my child's love: I think she will be ruled       In all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not. 15    Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed;       Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love;       And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next--       But, soft! what day is this? PARIS       Monday, my lord, CAPULET 20    Monday! ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too soon,       O' Thursday let it be: o' Thursday, tell her,       She shall be married to this noble earl.       Will you be ready? do you like this haste?       We'll keep no great ado,--a friend or two; 25    For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late,       It may be thought we held him carelessly,       Being our kinsman, if we revel much:       Therefore we'll have some half a dozen friends,       And there an end. But what say you to Thursday? PARIS 30    My lord, I would that Thursday were to-morrow. CAPULET       Well get you gone: o' Thursday be it, then.       Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed,       Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day.       Farewell, my lord. Light to my chamber, ho! 35    Afore me! it is so very very late,       That we may call it early by and by.       Good night. Exeunt Return to top of page ... or ... Go to next scene