Act 4, Scene 4

Prologue Act 1, Scene 1 Act 1, Scene 2 Act 1, Scene 3 Act 1, Scene 4 Act 1, Scene 5 Act 2, Prologue Act 2, Scene 1 Act 2, Scene 2 Act 2, Scene 3 Act 2, Scene 4 Act 2, Scene 5 Act 2, Scene 6 Act 3, Scene 1 Act 3, Scene 2 Act 3, Scene 3 Act 3, Scene 4 Act 3, Scene 5 Act 4, Scene 1 Act 4, Scene 2 Act 4, Scene 3 Act 4, Scene 4 Act 4, Scene 5 Act 5, Scene 1 Act 5, Scene 2 Act 5, Scene 3

Original Text

*Enter Lady Capulet and Nurse.* LADY CAPULET. Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, Nurse. NURSE. They call for dates and quinces in the pastry. *Enter Capulet.* CAPULET. Come, stir, stir, stir! The second cock hath crow'd, The curfew bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock. Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica; Spare not for cost. NURSE. Go, you cot-quean, go, Get you to bed; faith, you'll be sick tomorrow For this night's watching. CAPULET. No, not a whit. What! I have watch'd ere now All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick. LADY CAPULET. Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time; But I will watch you from such watching now. *Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse.*

Modern English

*Enter Lady Capulet and Nurse.* LADY CAPULET. Here, take these keys and go get more spices, Nurse. NURSE. They're asking for dates and quinces in the bakery. *Enter Capulet.* CAPULET. Come on, move it, move it! The rooster's crowed twice, The curfew bell has rung — it's three in the morning. Keep an eye on the pastries, Angelica, And don't cut corners on cost. NURSE. Go on, you busybody, go — Get yourself to bed! You'll be sick tomorrow From staying up all night. CAPULET. Not a chance. I've stayed up all night before For less important reasons, and never gotten sick. LADY CAPULET. Oh sure, you were quite the late-night prowler in your day, But I'll keep you from that kind of prowling now. *Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse.*

Original Text

CAPULET. A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood! *Enter Servants, with spits, logs and baskets.* Now, fellow, what's there? FIRST SERVANT. Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what. CAPULET. Make haste, make haste. *Exit First Servant.* —Sirrah, fetch drier logs. Call Peter, he will show thee where they are. SECOND SERVANT. I have a head, sir, that will find out logs And never trouble Peter for the matter. *Exit.* CAPULET. Mass and well said; a merry whoreson, ha. Thou shalt be loggerhead.—Good faith, 'tis day. The County will be here with music straight, For so he said he would. I hear him near. *Play music.* Nurse! Wife! What, ho! What, Nurse, I say! Go waken Juliet, go and trim her up. I'll go and chat with Paris. Hie, make haste, Make haste; the bridegroom he is come already. Make haste I say. *Exeunt.*

Modern English

CAPULET. Jealous woman! Jealous woman! *Enter Servants, with spits, logs, and baskets.* So, fellow — what have you got there? FIRST SERVANT. Things for the cook, sir, but I'm not sure what. CAPULET. Hurry up, hurry up! *Exit First Servant.* — You, go fetch drier logs. Ask Peter — he'll show you where they are. SECOND SERVANT. I've got a good enough head on my shoulders to find logs Without bothering Peter, sir. *Exit.* CAPULET. Ha — well said! Clever rascal. You'll always be a blockhead, though. — Good Lord, it's daylight. The Count will be here any minute with his musicians, That's what he promised. I think I hear him coming. *Play music.* Nurse! Wife! Hey! Nurse, I said! Go wake up Juliet and get her dressed. I'll go have a chat with Paris. Hurry up, make haste — Make haste! The bridegroom is already here. Move, I say! *Exeunt.*