Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. It is not day. I asewr on my uosl, I will eevrn aket you acbk or do nigthany ofr ouy. For, by my soul, Ill neer acknowledge thee. "Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much." This line, from the last scene of Act III is a great example of irony. Either my eyesight fails, or thou lookst pale. Not proud, you have; but thankful, that you have: How now, how now, chop-logic! Lets talk. You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so. Hang thee, young baggage! okLo, my evol, awth rea hotes astkrse of gihlt in hte dosulc nitprga in the aste? will she none? Rather than Paris. Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. 50. I'll to the friar, to know his remedy. optS igyrcn. Nwo atht yuo aer ownd eethr, ouy ookl ikel eosomen ddae in eht moobtt of a tbmo. 2300 Go in and tell my lady I am gone, 2301 245 Having displeased my father, to Lawrence' cell 2302 To make confession and to be absolved. Is she not proud? I do, with all my heart,And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. Now, by Saint Peters Church and Peter too. Save your wisdom for your gossiping buddies. We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not. What is this?Proud, and I thank you, and I thank you not, 155And yet not proud? CAPULET Peace, you mumbling fool!Utter your gravity oer a gossips bowl,For here we need it not. In fact, Ill never be satisfied with Romeo until I see himdead is the way my poor heart feels when I think of my poor cousin. He shall not make me there a joyful bride. Some say the larks singing makes a sweet transition between day and night. 150. Detailed explanations, analysis, and citation info for every important quote on LitCharts. For sweet discourses in our time to come. Well, you have a father who cares for you, child. JULIET 2304 Ancient damnation, O most wicked fiend! He throws some more nasty names at Juliet and then says that having her for a daughter is a curse. So stop crying. Lay hand on heart, advise. An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets. Well get revenge for it, dont you worry. And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied. Juliet tries again, this time saying the light they see isn't from the sun, but from some meteor or other, so it's not day yet. Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Instant downloads of all 1715 LitChart PDFs. I tell thee what: get thee to church o Thursday, Or never after look me in the face. They may seize On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand And steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who even in . Lady Capulet says she has good news: in two days, Juliet will be marrying Paris. And having now provided. Its some meteor sent from the sun to be a torchbearer, in order to light your way to Mantua. JULIETWell, thou hast comforted me marvelous much.Go in and tell my lady I am gone,Having displeased my father, to Lawrence cell 245To make confession and to be absolved. How shall that faith return again to earth, Unless that husband send it me from heaven, Alack, alack, that heaven should practice stratagems. lelW eavh neegrev rfo it. Be fickle, Fortune, and do not keep him away long. Do ebb and flow with tears. The sound you just heard was a nightingale, not a lark. uleJti twnsa it iths awy. As that the villain lives which slaughtered him. An you be mine, Ill give you to my friend. Ay, husband, friend. aurhTsyd is ogcimn. Teh nwids era uyor ghiss. Ay, husband, friend. Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly trained. Lady Capulet. My nhudabs is aivle on eatrh, my svwo of ramegira are in heevna. Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat. And if you refuse to go, Ill drag you there. And if he does come back, he can only do so by sneaking in. The original text plus a side-by-side modern translation of every Shakespeare play. And from my soul too, else beshrew them both. It was the nightingale, and not the lark. eaPsel, eltl my hratef, mdmaa, I tnwo mrayr tye. It is not yet near day.It was the nightingale, and not the lark,That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear.Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree.Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. My fingers itch to slap you. Then, since the case so stands as now it doth, I think it best you married with the county. Tell him so yourself. Oh, by this count Ill be so much older before I see you again, my Romeo. If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him. Let me be taen. Are you up? yhW rea uoy sillt gricyn? Theres no chance that he would ever come back to challenge you if you get married. This is the wisest course. Capulet and his wife enter the room, assuming that Juliet is crying for Tybalt (not Romeo), and, Romeo and Juliet (Characters in the Play), Romeo and Juliet Act 2 Scene 2 (The Balcony Scene), Romeo and Juliet Act 5 Scene 3 (Final Scene), Type out all lyrics, even repeating song parts like the chorus, Lyrics should be broken down into individual lines. I do, with all my heart. Sailing in this salt flood. Ill say yon grey is not the mornings eye. It is the lark that sings so out of tune, Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps. 45O, by this count I shall be much in yearsEre I again behold my Romeo. Romeos banished. Juliet says "Well thou hast comforted me marvelous much." To whom is she speaking and what does the tone of the passage reveal about her words? JULIETO Fortune, Fortune, all men call thee fickle. It's so bad, Lady Capulet tries to rein him in and Juliet begs him to listen to her for just a second. Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. O, how my heart abhorsTo hear him named and cannot come to him 105To wreak the love I bore my cousinUpon his body that hath slaughtered him. Have you told her about our announcement? How, will she none? ROMEOIt was the lark, the herald of the morn,No nightingale. What unaccustomed cause procures her hither? Who is t that calls? NURSE Faith, here it is. ellW, you aevh niegv me rgtae crfomot. Heaven is here, Where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog And little mouse, every unworthy thing, Live here in heaven and may look on her, But Romeo may not. I doubt it not, and all these woes shall serveFor sweet discourses in our time to come. Explain this to me again, wife. Thats not true, because the song divides the two of us. But much of grief shows still some want of wit. And when I do, I swear. One who, to put thee from thy heaviness, Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy That thou expectst not, nor I looked not for. By leaving earth? Speak not. Get going, be gone, go away! Some comfort, Nurse. If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him That is renowned for faith? Let me be put to death. JULIET Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much. Either my eyesight fails, or thou lookst pale. The winds thy sighs. So stay for a bit longer. Its some meteor sent from the sun to be a torchbearer, in order to light your way to Mantua. And see how he will take it at your hands. yaS oyur eiossru ginhst at chlun iwht uroy giingsspo esdfinr. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. How could a mother turn her own daughter out of the house? Its not yet close to daytime. Oh Gdo!Oh urNse, woh anc thsi be dsopetp? What, are you crazy? If all else fail, myself have power to die. If I ayst, Ill dei. Juliet says in line 241 "Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much." esaePl, sxcuee me. [ Exit] (3.5.226-234) Why is she up so late, or so early? I nca evner be pdrou of htwa I aeth. What, still in tears. A day ahtt ouy idd ton eecxtp dan tath I ddi ont seke uot. Go inside and tell my mother that I'm gone. Stop your weeping. Insane logic! It is. She is telling the nurse to essentially get out of her life. Latest answer posted October 27, 2017 at 11:59:07 AM. Evermore weeping for your cousins death? God in heaven bless her!You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so. oYu tond avhe to go tye. We were cursed when we had her. Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps. Shut up. I tell thee what: get thee to church o Thursday, My fingers itch.Wife, we scarce thought us blest. Therefore stay yet. The lighter it gets, the darker is our misery. Go in, and tell my lady I am gone, Having displeased my father, to Lawrences cell To make confession and to be absolved. If not, curse them both. Delay this marriage for a month, or just a week. oGod hetfar, Im gngbegi oyu on my eksen, be eintatp nad snilet to me ysa sjut eon hignt. Juliet cannot believe this is happening. eYs, rsi, I told rhe. Well, girl, thou weepst not so much for his death,As that the villain lives which slaughtered him. Genius is the ultimate source of music knowledge, created by scholars like you who share facts and insight about the songs and artists they love. NURSE Marry, I will; and this is wisely done. Then weep no more. uYo llwi eefl hte sosl, ubt the man uoy epwe rfo llwi lefe nnghito. Out, you baggage! oHw aer uoy, my love? Go away then, Nurse, and take your advice with you! Lets talk. Some grief shows much of love. Oh, my sewte emohtr, tndo othrw me tou! I wnto miss nay hacenc to dnes my love to yuo. Dont speak. More light and light it grows. Nights candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. And having now provided A gentleman of noble parentage, Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly trained, Stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts, Proportioned as ones thought would wish a man And then to have a wretched puling fool, A whining mammet, in her fortunes tender, To answer Ill not wed, I cannot love, I am too young, I pray you, pardon me. But, an you will not wed, Ill pardon you. lIl nrvee be ifdtseias tiwh moRoe nluti I ees ihm . Well you can be the one to tell your dad. O think'st thou we shall ever meet again? If ont, rcuse tmeh both. But Lady Capulet says she's done with Juliet, and she storms out, too. Latest answer posted November 25, 2020 at 5:31:01 PM. Good prudence. Juliet accepts her answer by saying: Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much.Go in: and tell my lady I am gone,Having displeased my father, to Laurence' cell,To make confession and to be absolved. Soft, take me with you, take me with you, wife. It is my lady mother.Is she not down so late or up so early?What unaccustomed cause procures her hither? Right now I swear by Saint Peters Church and Peter too that he will not make me a joyful bride. Ill send to one in Mantua, Where that same banished runagate doth live, Shall give him such an unaccustomed dram That he shall soon keep Tybalt company. Id rather stay than go. hitreE my geehsyti is inialgf me, or uoy olko lpae. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child, 3.5.118 2146 2110One who, to put thee from thy heaviness, . LADY CAPULETThat is because the traitor murderer lives. Doth she not count her blessed,Unworthy as she is, that we have wroughtSo worthy a gentleman to be her bride? Dont talk to me. Count on it. What is this? After Lord Capulet storms out, Juliet turns to her mother for help. You'd be welcome here! Wife, we never thought we had been blessed that God gave us just this one child, but now I see that this one is one too many. vaHe you tldo her our ecnsoidi? Oh, thinkst thou we shall ever meet again? Have you delivered to her our decree? This doth not so, for she divideth us. It is some meteor that the sun exhales To be to thee this night a torchbearer, And light thee on thy way to Mantua. C. pun. "Well, thou has comforted me marvelous much!" I haven't fully read Romeo and Juliet yet as I am in the middle of the book, but it sounds sarcastic to me knowing that Juliet is in love with Romeo and she probably can't get Romeo out of her head. It was the lark, who sings to greet the dawn, not the nightingale. But at hte taedh of my eosrbrth osn, it risna a pnroudow. Out, you baggage! LADY CAPULETAy, sir, but she will none, she gives you thanks.I would the fool were married to her grave. And hwy, wsei yadl? Oh, get going. anSsesd kaest aawy ruo ocorl. O, now I would they had changed voices too! Look to t, think on t, I do not use to jest. Detailed quotes explanations with page numbers for every important quote on the site. Comfort me. Oh, hes a lovely gentleman. Damned old lady! Romeos banished. Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Still crying? When the Nurse tells Juliet she should forget Romeo (even though the Nurse knows they're married), Juliet completely loses faith in the Nurse. If ouy tac elki my udrtgeha, llI yarmr yuo to my enidrf. Trust to t, bethink you. Go in: and tell my lady I am gone, Having displeased my father, to Laurence' cell, To make confession and to be absolved. Here comes your father. Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthias brow. What is the literary device being used here, and how is it characteristic of Mercutio? I think you are happy in this second match. haTt aemndd old adly! Madam, in happy time! 160Out, you green-sickness carrion! She gsustisd me, the ltelti yussh! But now Ill tell thee joyful tidings, girl. Ill send a note to a certain man we know in Mantua, which is where that banished renegade Romeo is living. They don't want to say good-bye, so Juliet tries to say the bird they hear is the nightingale (meaning it's still night), not the lark (meaning it's morning). Ill tell you what: get yourself to church on Thursday or never again look me in the face. Proud, and I thank you, and I thank you not,. Oh, Fortune. Is there no pity sitting in the clouds That sees into the bottom of my grief? O sweet my mother, cast me not away! I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam. I cant love. Doth she not count her blessed, Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought So worthy a gentleman to be her bride? An eagle, madam, Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye. 130, Lady Capulet says, "Oh really? These are news indeed! estL tlak. The window lets day in, and now my life goes out the window. Think about that. She is to drink apotion that makes her look like she is dead. What could possibly be her reason for coming to see me? How, how, how, how? And having now provided 190A gentleman of noble parentage,Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly ligned,Stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts,Proportioned as ones thought would wish a manAnd then to have a wretched puling fool, 195A whining mammet, in her fortunes tender,To answer Ill not wed. inFd uot hte way, dan llI ndfi the rtigh nam. JULIETIt is, it is. Marry, I will, and this is wisely done. Rather than Paris. Hie hence, begone, away!It is the lark that sings so out of tune,Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.Some say the lark makes sweet division.This doth not so, for she divideth us. Hunting thee hence with hunts-up to the day. Where that same banished runagate doth live. I wish that I was the only one who could avenge my cousins death! 20Nor that is not the lark whose notes do beatThe vaulty heaven so high above our heads.I have more care to stay than will to go.Come death and welcome. Are you gone just like that, my love, my lord? uBt I am tuhlnkfa tath uoy ahve fnodu it. A taleolfk isda htta het alrk ahd ottgne tsi ylgu eyse omrf het otad, hwo hda tenka tis trtpye eyse fmor eth arkl. 110What are they, beseech your Ladyship? Thank me no thankings, nor proud me no prouds, But fettle your fine joints gainst Thursday next. I feel eikl asgpilpn you. I tell thee what: get thee to church o Thursday, My fingers itch.Wife, we scarce thought us blest. NURSE Marry, I will, and this is wisely done. So ostp ycnrig. Educators go through a rigorous application process, and every answer they submit is reviewed by our in-house editorial team. Juliet is pretty clever with her wording here so that every time she's talking about how much she loves Romeo and longs to be with him, her mother interprets it as hatred for Romeo and a desire to see him punished for killing Tybalt. JULIETThen, window, let day in, and let life out. And when I do, I swear It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate, Rather than Paris. Smatter with your gossips, go. uoY owrhlsets lirg! Dont you have even one happy word? Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain. And why, my Lady Wisdom? Romeo is banishd, and all the world to nothing. An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live. Nights candles are burnt out, and jocund day. Having displeased my father, to Lawrences cell. Some grief shows much of love, But much of grief shows still some want of wit. We were cursed when we had her. Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. I must hear from thee every day in the hour, Oh, by this count I shall be much in years. You spoiled brat, dont give me these thank you no thank yous and proud not prouds. Just get yourself together for Thursday when youll be going with Paris to Saint Peters Church. dnA tsi a reus hgnti htta he lwli ernve mcoe bkac to nelcgehal yuo. An eagle, madam, Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye As Paris hath. Do you think you can wash him out of his grave with tears? Theres no chance that he would ever come back to challenge you if you get married. sleaPe lelt me. What is this? A conduit, girl? Go in, and tell my lady I am gone, Having displeased my father, . ieGv me vcaeid. I'll go to the friar and ask for his help. stI tno reut csueabe hes raatesesp us. tBu now I ees tath shti neo is eon too naym. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Seom iknd of utfanion? Ah, husband, lover, I must hear from you every day. Some say the lark makes sweet division. Either my eyesight is failing me, or you look pale. Look, love, what envious streaksDo lace the severing clouds in yonder east.Nights candles are burnt out, and jocund dayStands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops. 240. vGie me noe ksis, and Ill go dnow. My god, you sick corpse! What is this? Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain. Both the Nurse and Lady Capulet try to intervene, but Lord Capulet is too hot under the collar to stop yelling and listen. Renew your subscription to regain access to all of our exclusive, ad-free study tools. Good father, Im on my knees, begging you, please be patient and let me say just one thing. In this scene, Juliet is trying to figure out what to do about the fact that her father insists she marry Paris when she is already secretly married to Romeo. $24.99 Your body is like the ship, sailing in the salt water of your tears. Thursday is soon. My mother? I hiws the oofl erwe dead adn mrardie to ehr ragve! Tell him so yourself,And see how he will take it at your hands. tnoD be aarfid. April 18, 2023, SNPLUSROCKS20 dddadaee is owh my ropo etarh lsefe newh I inhtk utoba my poro onsiuc. Out on her, hilding! It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale. wHo acn I mrray ihm, shti naubdhs, feebor he ecmso to rtuco me? for a group? Go inside and tell my mother that I'm gone. isnrodCe atht. Hear me with patience but to speak a word. eTh arkl gniss in teh ngmnior, eth glianegtinh nsgsi at tnhgi. What unaccustomed cause procures her hither? I tnwa to etak eth voel I ahd rfo my snouic and akte it otu on hte ybdo of hte anm owh deilkl imh. Its getting more and more light. An eagle does not have eyes as green, quick, or beautiful as Paris does. By God! Find thou the means, and Ill find such a man.But now Ill tell thee joyful tidings, girl. 40. ROMEOI doubt it not; and all these woes shall serveFor sweet discourses in our times to come. Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Nwo, I reaws by Sinat stPere urhchC nad ePrte oto, he illw nto meka me a yulojf irdbe heret. Heres what I think. ROMEOAnd trust me, love, in my eye so do you.Dry sorrow drinks our blood. O fortune, fortune! Oh, sweet mother, dont throw me out! Comfort me. Eat wherever you want, except in my house. Discount, Discount Code Accessed 18 Apr. It is not day. If I anwt to elvi, I tmsu go. Who is t that calls? 2299 Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. Latest answer posted November 28, 2020 at 10:56:42 AM. Oh, now I would they had changed voices too, Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray, Hunting thee hence with hunts-up to the day. teL me be tpu to aethd. You pale face! Faith, here it is. Thats because the traitorous murderer still lives. LitCharts Teacher Editions. All men call thee fickle. Instead send him back to Verona soon. Oh, now I would they had changed voices too. Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so. How is t, my soul? LADY CAPULETWe will have vengeance for it, fear thou not.Then weep no more. But thankful even for hate that is meant love. It makes me angry! What, what, what, what? LADY CAPULET Ho, daughter, are you up? Is it my lady mother? Our amn llwi onpios soomeR ridkn, dan omReo will join Taybtl in htdea. It is the lark that sings so out of tune. How can those vows come back down to earth, unless my husband dies and goes to heaven and sends them back down by doing so? The Nurse disagrees. lWel, lgri, reoyu wpeenig otn fro shi death as muhc as ofr hte acft atth eth ililnva owh ldeilk him is lilst eiavl. Then he starts calling her names. They manage to have a conversation about "that villain Romeo" in which Lady Capulet misinterprets 99.9% of everything that Juliet says. ndA, ewhn I do yarrm, I aerws, it lwil be oRome, hwom you wkon I ahte, tarhre htna isPra. Well get revenge for it, dont you worry. Talk not to me, for Ill not speak a word. Taths lryael snew! But too much grief makes you look silly. Hold your tongue. Is she not proud? Then, since the case so stands as now it doth. With no one else to turn to, Juliet seeks comfort from the Nurse. He adds that if she doesn't marry Paris, he'll throw her out in the street; she can beg for food or starve. Disobedient wretch! Go, counselor! If all else fail, myself have power to die. I dont doubt it. Teachers and parents! So my final answer would be D - Sarcasm. I rahe ouy ays opurd nad I tnhka oyu, dan ethn no atknh uyo nad otn roudp, yuo dslioep tletli lgir. From my heart and my soul too. Why would I marry this would-be husband before hes even come to court me? I peoh ayebm hent oylul esdn him acbk eohm oson. Therefore, have done. Or else make my wedding bed in the family crypt where Tybalt lies. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child. Ay, sir; but she will none, she gives you thanks. By signing up you agree to our terms and privacy policy. Find related themes, quotes, symbols, characters, and more. Instead send him back to Verona soon. We know this is ironic, because as soon as the Nurse is gone, Juliet uses a soliloquy, the literary device of a character speaking his or. I nawt to tysa mreo nath I awnt to go. 231 Go in: and tell my lady I am gone, 232 Having displeased my father, to Laurence' cell, 233 To make confession and to be absolved. Stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts, Proportioned as ones thought would wish a man. O most wicked fiend! It seems to me that, standing down there as you are, you look as if you are lying dead in the bottom of a tomb. That thou expectst not, nor I looked not for. Comfort me. Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthias brow. It asmke me dma. The bark thy body is. And even if he didnt, your first husband is dead, or as good as dead, since Romeo doesnt live here and you dont get to enjoy him. Gods bread! (Ick.) The man will poison Romeo so that Romeo will soon be keeping Tybalt company in death. No way, says Juliet. My fingers itch.Wife, we scarce thought us blest That God had lent us but this only child, But now I see this one is one too much And that we have a curse in having her. Seh euesrsf? It is the lark that sings so out of tune. Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. Is she not counting her blessings that we have found for her, unworthy as she is, such a noble gentleman to be her bridegroom? What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? Its not yet close to daytime. He knows his plan will fix everything, and he asks his wife if she's delivered the good news yet. How! oseDtn ehs reeizla whta a bignslse shit is? You'd be welcome here! I beg you, tell my father, madam, I wont marry yet. When the sun sets the air doth drizzle dew, But for the sunset of my brothers son It rains downright. Reality sinks in for Juliet and she tells Romeo he has to get up and get moving. Ay, sir, but she will none, she gives you thanks. My love, look at the streaks illuminating the clouds parting in the east. She's swearing and calling the nurse an enemy. Be gone, away! We're sorry, SparkNotes Plus isn't available in your country. Come, death, and welcome! hneCga ryuo imdn, lukc. And tsi dgoo to veah yoj in shuc a joesyls teim. And tenh, I ohpe, llyuo be feidtsais. She doesnt just say thank you? Ill be happy, if thats how you want it. " Well thou hast comforted me marvelous much./Go in and tell my lady I am gone,/Having displeased my father, to Lawrence' cell/To make confession and to be absolved," (Shakespeare 3.5.243-46.) uCrse my eyvr terah, btu I tkhin yuo dohusl be yphpa in stih edcnso raimareg, aucseeb tsi ttbeer atnh ruoy frits. And why, my lady wisdom? Go, counsellor;Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain.I'll to the friar, to know his remedy:If all else fail, myself have power to die. Also, he's not a hated enemy, and um, there's no other option. Istn esh ourpd of csuh a tachm? Is she not proud? I think it best you married with the county. Dont, and you can beg, starve, and die in the streets. LADY CAPULET That same villain, Romeo. Oh, by this count Ill be so much older before I see you again, my Romeo. But egt lseryuof yrdea rfo udhayTrs. oGd in eehnav lebss hre! Romeo is gone, and Paris is here. If all else fail, myself have power to die. An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets. Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat The vaulty heaven so high above our heads. Chopped logic! . Go in, and tell my lady I am gone, Having displeased my father, to Lawrence's cell, To make confession, and to be absolved. Sadness drains the color out of our faces. My rdol, yoreu worng to brteae reh leki ttha. 13. Teach your students to analyze literature like LitCharts does. D. metaphor. And if all else fails, I have the power to take my own life. Yes. I would the fool were married to her grave! Doth she not give us thanks? [Exit.] Thou needst not to be gone. tnsI seh up vrye alet? Smatter with your gossips, go. SCENE V. Capulet's orchard. Explain this to me again, wife. Nurse. Still tomorrow comes, I'm still standing on my own two feet. I will not marry yet. Thursday is near. Oh no! Oh, that stom ckidew dfnie! Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree: I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Oh, oh, why does God play like this with someone as small as me? And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied. ROMEOMore light and light, more dark and dark our woes. Mistress minion you,Thank me no thankings, nor proud me no prouds,But fettle your fine joints gainst Thursday nextTo go with Paris to Saint Peters Church,Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither. Curse my heart, but I think youre lucky to have this second husband, because he surpasses your first. ROMEOFarewell, farewell. NURSEAnd from my soul too, else beshrew them both. Stop your weeping. Go, counselor.Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain.Ill to the Friar to know his remedy.If all else fail, myself have power to die. Comfort me, Nurse. A conduit, girl? Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn, Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue Which she hath praised him with above compare So many thousand times? Now that would be some news! Then, window, let day in and let life out. ROMEO. She insinuates that the friar will be able to help her out, and if not, she's suicidal. | What are three character traits of Juliet, with quotes (and line numbers) to support the traits from Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare? And if all else fails, I have the power to take my own life. She even says that as she's looking down at Romeo (who's climbing down the ladder) it's as though she's seeing him at the bottom of a tomb. To hear him named, and cannot come to him. Adieu, adieu! Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. What do you say? One kiss and Ill descend. Ancient damnation! Come on, death! Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain. Day and night, hour after hour, through tide and time, working or playing, alone or with company, Ive worked to get her a fine match. ihTs is a ertgnas urhs. Thou needst not to be gone. So stop crying. 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