Act 3, Scene 5, lines 69 to 204

  1. Juliet:

                        Madam, I am not well.

  2. Lady Capulet:

    Evermore weeping for your cousin's death?
    What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?    [70]
    And if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live.
    Therefore have done. Some grief shows much of love,
    But much of grief, shows still some want of wit.

  3. Juliet:

    Yet let me weep, for such a feeling loss.

  4. Lady Capulet:

    So shall you feel the loss, but not the friend  [75]  
    Which you weep for.

  5. Juliet:

                         Feeling so the loss,
    Cannot choose but ever weep the friend.

  6. Lady Capulet:

    Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death,
    As that the villain lives which slaughtered him.

  7. Juliet:

    What villain, madam?

  8. Lady Capulet:

                        That same villain, Romeo.    [80]

  9. Juliet:

    [Aside] Villain and he be many miles asunder. -
    God pardon him! I do, with all my heart,
    And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart.

  10. Lady Capulet:

    That is because the traitor murderer lives.

  11. Juliet:

    Ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands. [85] 
    Would none but I might venge my cousin's death.

  12. Lady Capulet:

    We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not. 
    Then weep no more, I'll send to one in Mantua,
    Where that same banished runagate doth live,
    Shall give him such an unaccustomed dram,  [90]
    That he shall soon keep Tybalt company.
    And then I hope thou wilt be satisfied.

  13. Juliet:

    [Aside] Indeed I never shall be satisfied
    With Romeo till I behold him, dead 
    Is my poor heart so, for a kinsman vex'd?   [95] 
    Madam, if you could find out but a man
    To bear a poison, I would temper it,
    That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof, 
    Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhors
    To hear him named, and cannot come to him. [100]
    To wreak the love I bore my cousin
    Upon his body that slaughtered him.

  14. Lady Capulet:

    Find thou the means, and I'll find such a man.
    But now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl.

  15. Juliet:

    And joy comes well in such a needy time,   [105] 
    What are they, I beseech your ladyship?

  16. Lady Capulet:

    Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child!
    One who to put thee from thy heaviness
    Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy,
    That thou expect'st not, nor I look'd not for. [110]

  17. Juliet:

    Madam, in happy time, what day is that?

  18. Lady Capulet:

    Marry my child, early next Thursday morn,
    The gallant, young and noble gentleman,
    The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,
    Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. [115]

  19. Juliet:

    Now, by Saint Peter's Church, and Peter too,
    He shall not make me there a joyful bride.
    I wonder at this haste, that I must wed
    Ere he that should be husband comes to woo.

    I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam,    [120]
    I will not marry yet, and when I do, I swear
    It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,
    Rather than Paris.
    These are news indeed!

  20. Lady Capulet:

    Here comes your father, tell him so yourself,
    And see how he will take it at your hands.  [125]

  21. Enter CAPULET and NURSE

  22. Capulet:

    When the sun sets, the air doth drizzle dew,
    But for the sunset of my brother's son
    It rains downright. -

    How now? A conduit, girl? What, still in tears?
    Evermore show'ring? In one little body       [130]
    Thou counterfeits a bark, a sea, a wind.
    For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea,
    Do ebb and flow with tears. The bark thy body is,
    Sailing in this salt flood, the winds thy sighs,
    Who, raging with thy tears and they with them,  [135]
    Without a sudden calm will overset
    Thy tempest-tossed body.
    How now, wife?
    Have you delivered to her our decree?

  23. Lady Capulet:

    Ay, sir, but she will none, she gives you thanks.
    I would the fool were married to her grave.      [140]

  24. Capulet:

    Soft, take me with you, take me with you, wife.
    How, will she none? Doth she not give us thanks?
    Is she not proud? Doth she not count her blest,
    Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought
    So worthy a gentleman to be her bridegroom?  [145]

  25. Juliet:

    Not proud you have, but thankful, that you have.
    Proud can I never be of what I hate,
    But thankful even for hate, that is meant love.

  26. Capulet:

    How, how, how, how? Chopped-logic? What is this?
    "Proud", and "I thank you", and "I thank you not".  [150]
    And yet "not proud", mistress minion you?
    Thank me no thankings, nor, proud me no prouds,
    But fettle your fine joints 'gainst Thursday next,
    To go with Paris to Saint Peter's Church,
    Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither.                [155]
    Out you green-sickness carrion, out you baggage,
    You tallow-face!

  27. Lady Capulet:

                     Fie, fie, what, are you mad?

  28. Juliet:

    Good father, I beseech you on my knees,
    Hear me with patience but to speak a word.

  29. Capulet:

    Hang thee young baggage, disobedient wretch! [160]
    I tell thee what, get thee to church o' Thursday,
    Or never after look me in the face.
    Speak not, reply not, do not answer me.
    My fingers itch. Wife, we scarce thought us blest
    That God had lent us but this only child,          [165]
    But now I see this one is one too much,
    And that we have a curse in having her.
    Out on her, hilding!

  30. Nurse:

                      God in heav'n bless her!
    You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so.

  31. Capulet:

    And why, my lady wisdom? Hold your tongue,     [170]
    Good Prudence, smatter with your gossips, go.

  32. Nurse:

    I speak no treason.

  33. Capulet:

                        O, God gi' good-e'en.

  34. Nurse:

    May not one speak?

  35. Capulet:

                      Peace, you mumbling fool!
    Utter your gravity o'er a gossip's bowl,
    For here we need it not.

  36. Lady Capulet:

                            You are too hot.  [175]

  37. Capulet:

    God's bread, it makes me mad!
    Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play,
    Alone, in company, still my care hath been
    To have her matched. And having now provided
    A gentleman of noble parentage,
    Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly allied,
    Stuffed, as they say, with honourable parts,
    Proportioned as one's thought would wish a man -
    And then to have a wretched puling fool,
    A whining mammet, in her fortune's tender,  [185]
    To answer, "I'll not wed, I cannot love.  
    I am too young, I pray you, pardon me."
    But, and you will not wed, I'll pardon you!
    Graze where you will you shall not house with me.
    Look to't, think on't, I do not use to jest.      [190]
    Thursday is near, lay hand on heart, advise.
    An you be mine, I'll give you to my friend.
    And you be not: hang, beg, starve, die in the streets,
    For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee,
    Nor what is mine shall never do thee good.     [195]
    Trust to't, bethink you, I'll not be forsworn. 

  38. Exit CAPULET.

  39. Juliet:

    Is there no pity sitting in the clouds,
    That sees into the bottom of my grief

    O sweet my mother, cast me not away.
    Delay this marriage for a month, a week,  [200]
    Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
    In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.

  40. Lady Capulet:

    Talk not to me, for I'll not speak a word.
    Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee.

  41. Exit LADY CAPULET.


Romeo is banished from Verona for killing Tybalt, but he and Juliet spend one night together before he must flee the city. Juliet is greatly upset by everything that has happened. However, Lord and Lady Capulet believe that Juliet is only crying because of her cousin's death. Hoping to cheer her up, they tell Juliet that she has been promised to Paris as his wife, not knowing that she is already married to Romeo. When she refuses and begs for it to be delayed, her parents are furious and reject her.

1. What does this scene tell you about Juliet's relationship with her mother and father?

2. Looking at Capulet's language, how do his feelings towards his daughter change in this scene?


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