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romeo and juliet(罗蜜欧和朱丽叶)-第20章

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with   a   club   dash   out   my   desp'rate   brains?   O;   look!   methinks   I   see   my 

cousin's ghost Seeking out Romeo; that did spit his body Upon a rapier's 

point。 Stay; Tybalt; stay! Romeo; I come! this do I drink to thee。 

       She 'drinks and' falls upon her bed within the curtains。 



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                         SCENE IV。 Capulet's house。 



     Enter Lady of the House and Nurse。 

       Lady。   Hold;   take   these   keys   and   fetch   more   spices;   nurse。   Nurse。 

They call for dates and quinces in the pastry。 

       Enter Old Capulet。 

       Cap。 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 to…morrow  For this night's watching。  Cap。 No; not a  whit。 

What; I   have   watch'd   ere   now All   night   for   lesser   cause;   and   ne'er   been 

sick。 Lady。 Ay; you have been a mouse…hunt in your time; But I will watch 

you   from   such   watching   now。   Exeunt   Lady   and   Nurse。   Cap。   A   jealous 

hood; a jealous hood! 

       Enter three or four 'Fellows; with spits and logs and baskets。 

       What   is   there?   Now;   fellow;   Fellow。 Things   for  the   cook;  sir;   but   I 

know not what。 Cap。 Make haste; make haste。 'Exit Fellow。' Sirrah; fetch 

drier logs。 Call Peter; he will show thee where they are。 Fellow。 I have a 

head; sir; that will find out logs And never trouble Peter for the matter。 Cap。 

Mass;   and   well   said;   a   merry   whoreson;   ha!   Thou   shalt   be   loggerhead。 

'Exit   Fellow。'   Good   faith;   'tis   day。   The   County   will   be   here   with   music 

straight; For so he said he would。 Play music。 I hear him near。 Nurse! Wife! 

What; ho! What; nurse; I say! 

       Enter   Nurse。   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。' 



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                        SCENE V。 Juliet's chamber。 



     'Enter Nurse。' 

       Nurse。 Mistress! what; mistress! Juliet! Fast; I warrant her; she。 Why; 

lamb! why; lady! Fie; you slug…abed! Why; love; I say! madam! sweetheart! 

Why; bride! What; not a word? You take your pennyworths now! Sleep for 

a week; for the next night; I warrant; The County Paris hath set up his rest 

That   you   shall   rest   but   little。   God   forgive   me!   Marry;   and   amen。   How 

sound is she asleep! I needs must wake her。 Madam; madam; madam! Ay; 

let the County take you in your bed! He'll fright you up; i' faith。 Will it not 

be?   'Draws   aside   the   curtains。'   What;   dress'd;   and   in   your   clothes;   and 

down again? I must needs wake you。 Lady! lady! lady! Alas; alas! Help; 

help! My lady's dead! O weraday that ever I was born! Some aqua…vitae; 

ho! My lord! my lady! 

       Enter Mother。 

       Mother。 What noise is here? Nurse。 O lamentable day! Mother。 What 

is the matter? Nurse。 Look; look! O heavy day! Mother。 O me; O me! My 

child; my only life! Revive; look up; or I will die with thee! Help; help! 

Call help。 

       Enter Father。 

       Father。 For shame; bring Juliet forth; her lord is come。 Nurse。 She's 

dead;   deceas'd;   she's   dead! Alack   the   day!   Mother。 Alack   the   day;   she's 

dead; she's dead; she's dead! Cap。 Ha! let me see her。 Out alas! she's cold; 

Her blood is settled; and her joints are stiff; Life and these lips have long 

been separated。 Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest 

flower of all the field。 Nurse。 O lamentable day! Mother。 O woful time! 

Cap。 Death; that hath ta'en her hence to make me wail; Ties up my tongue 

and will not let me speak。 

       Enter Friar 'Laurence' and the County 'Paris'; with Musicians。 

       Friar。 Come; is the bride ready to go to church? Cap。 Ready to go; but 

never to return。 O son; the night before thy wedding day Hath Death lain 

with thy wife。 See; there she lies; Flower as she was; deflowered by him。 

Death is my son…in…law; Death is my heir; My daughter he hath wedded。 I 

will die And leave him all。 Life; living; all is Death's。 Par。 Have I thought 



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long to see this morning's face; And doth it give me such a sight as this? 

Mother。 Accurs'd;   unhappy;   wretched;   hateful   day!   Most   miserable   hour 

that e'er time saw In lasting labour of his pilgrimage! But one; poor one; 

one   poor   and   loving   child;   But   one   thing   to   rejoice   and   solace   in; And 

cruel Death hath catch'd it from my sight! Nurse。 O woe? O woful; woful; 

woful day! Most lamentable day; most woful day That ever ever I did yet 

behold! O day! O day! O day! O hateful day! Never was seen so black a 

day as this。 O woful day! O woful day! Par。 Beguil'd; divorced; wronged; 

spited; slain! Most detestable Death; by thee beguil'd; By cruel cruel thee 

quite overthrown! O love! O life! not life; but love in death Cap。 Despis'd; 

distressed;   hated;   martyr'd;   kill'd!   Uncomfortable   time;   why   cam'st   thou 

now To murther; murther our solemnity? O child! O child! my soul; and 

not my child! Dead art thou; dead! alack; my child is dead; And with my 

child   my   joys   are   buried!   Friar。   Peace;   ho;   for   shame!   Confusion's   cure 

lives   not   In   these   confusions。   Heaven   and   yourself   Had   part   in   this   fair 

maid! now heaven hath all; And all the better is it for the maid。 Your part 

in her you could not keep from death; But heaven keeps his part in eternal 

life。 The most you sought was her promotion; For 'twas your heaven she 

should be advanc'd; And weep ye now; seeing she is advanc'd Above the 

clouds; as high as heaven itself? O; in this love; you love your child so ill 

That you run mad; seeing that she is well。 She's not well married that lives 

married long; But she's best married that dies married young。 Dry up your 

tears and stick your rosemary On this fair corse; and; as the custom is; In 

all her best array  bear her to   church; For though fond   nature bids us   all 

lament; Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment。 Cap。 All things that we 

ordained festival Turn from their office to black funeral… Our instruments 

to melancholy bells; Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast; Our solemn 

hymns to sullen dirges change; Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse; 

And   all   things   change   them   to   the   contrary。   Friar。   Sir;   go   you   in;   and; 

madam; go with him; And go
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