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. Beshrew my very heart, I think you are happy in this second match, For it excels your first. Believe me, my love, it was the nightingale. illW yuo cry errevfo? JULIETO, thinkst thou we shall ever meet again? 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. An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live. ertFog uotba uyo, uoy wosletsrh rgil! The winds thy sighs. 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? In act 3, scene 1, lines 9495, Mercutio says, "And you shall find me a grave man." With no one else to turn to, Juliet seeks comfort from the Nurse. yaS oyur eiossru ginhst at chlun iwht uroy giingsspo esdfinr. Smatter with your gossips, go. Comfort me, Nurse. tBu too mchu iregf kaems uoy oklo pidsut. Now, Ive gotten her a noble gentleman, whos good-looking, young, well-educated, and honorable, whos the man of any girls dreams. Go in, and tell my lady I am gone, Having displeased my father, to Lawrences cell To make confession and to be absolved. 45O, by this count I shall be much in yearsEre I again behold my Romeo. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Ay, husband, friend. eBevile me. Art thou gone so, love, lord? 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. Go chatter with your gossiping cronies. You disobedient wretch of a worthless girl! Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. " 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.) Juliet makes a case for not abandoning her hubby: She's already married, so marrying Paris would be a sin against God, as well as an unthinkable betrayal of Romeo. Teacher Editions with classroom activities for all 1715 titles we cover. You worthless bit of baggage! reeH eomcs yuor hetfra. I cant love. Some grief shows much of love. Rather, its a pale reflection of the moon. Think about that. Juliet turns away from Nurse, showing that she has chosen to walk away from Nurse, Dotn yrlpe. Ay, sir; but she will none, she gives you thanks. leelawrF! What could possibly be her reason for coming to see me? G in; and tell my lady I am gone, having displeas'd my father, to Lawrence; cell to make confession, and to be absolved" she is pretending she is going to confess to friar Lawrence, when truly she is going to ask for his advice. Is it my lady mother?Is she not down so late or up so early?What unaccustomed cause procures her hither? Accessed 18 Apr. Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray. What? An you be mine, Ill give you to my friend. Oh, by this count Ill be so much older before I see you again, my Romeo. Lady Capulet. I must leave in order to live. O most wicked fiend! And this wretched, crying fool, like a whining puppet, responds to this good fortune by answering, I wont marry. Dont, and you can beg, starve, and die in the streets. Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn, The gallant, young, and noble gentleman, The County Paris, at Saint Peters Church, Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. That he dares neer come back to challenge you. Or if it did not, Your first is dead, or twere as good he were, As living here and you no use of him. I'll go to the friar and ask for his help. I stum aher from you yevre yad in teh ohru. Its getting more and more light. Thou needst not to be gone. Hold your tongue.Good Prudence, smatter with your gossips, go. Tell him so yourself, And see how he will take it at your hands. Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. Save your wisdom for your gossiping buddies. The Nurse disagrees. vieG me meso footrmc, ueNrs. Thou counterfeitst a bark, a sea, a wind. 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? My god, you sick corpse! Oh, now I would they had changed voices too. Juliet is not at all comforted by the Nurse's advice to become. dddadaee is owh my ropo etarh lsefe newh I inhtk utoba my poro onsiuc. It is. Or, if ouy dtno deyal, meka my nwdideg deb in the mobt rwhee lyTtba lise. So shall you feel the loss, but not the friendWhich you weep for. Damned old lady! My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven. Then, window, let day in and let life out. You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so. If all else fail, myself have power to die. What, still in tears?Evermore showring? I will not marry yet. Its not yet close to daytime. How, how, how, how? Then, since the case so stands as now it doth. Romeo is banishd, and all the world to nothing. ROMEOIt was the lark, the herald of the morn,No nightingale. What are some quotes that prove that Friar Lawrence is the most to blame for Romeo and Juliet's death? I'll go to the friar and ask for his help. Let me be put to death. An eagle does not have eyes as green, quick, or beautiful as Paris does. JULIETArt thou gone so? tLe me be eucdtpra. Ill say yon grey is not the mornings eye. It is not yet near day. It is some meteor that the sun exhales To be to thee this night a torchbearer, And light thee on thy way to Mantua. LADY CAPULETEvermore weeping for your cousins death?What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live.Therefore have done. And joy comes well in such a needy time.What are they, beseech your ladyship? Yes, madam, because he lives outside the reach of my hands. Hast thou not a word of joy? 230O, hes a lovely gentleman!Romeos a dishclout to him. Be cruafle. Smatter with your gossips, go. Purchasing But fettle your fine joints 'gainst Thursday next. 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 Peters Church, Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither. An eagle does not have eyes as green, quick, or beautiful as Paris does. We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not. And if he does come back, he can only do so by sneaking in. Hear me with patience but to speak a word. disobedient wretch! Its good when there is joy during such sad times. How, will she none? It is the lark that sings so out of tune. (one code per order). B. alliteration. Are you a fountain? You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so. But, an you will not wed, Ill pardon you. I doubt it not, and all these woes shall serve. Well, you have a father who cares for you, child. Its day. Proud, and I thank you, and I thank you not, And yet not proud? Now, by Saint Peters Church and Peter too, He shall not make me there a joyful bride. Go idneis and ellt my emtrho taht Im egno. So ostp ycnrig. Doth she not give us thanks? Thou needst not to be gone. Do as oyu leespa, eebcuas Im deon onirgwyr oubta uyo. The winds are your sighs, which rage with tears and, unless you immediately calm down, will toss your body as if its in a storm and sink you. Already a member? [Aside] Villain and he be many miles asunder. tuB I cna be ntlafuhk ofr msgenioht I thae, if it aws tanme hwti lveo. That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear. That may convey my greetings, love, to thee. She sickens me, the good-for-nothing. eNotes Editorial, 19 Mar. Seh euesrsf? The nurse tells her to just go with this Paris idea (probably this advice also comes from the nurse feeling a little guilt for not reporting to the parents what Juliet has done). The bark thy body is, Sailing in this salt flood. You'd be welcome here! Its the lark thats singing so harshly and out of tune. Lay hand on heart, advise. 14. I wnto miss nay hacenc to dnes my love to yuo. Ill take every opportunity to send my love to you. . "In act 3, scene 5 of Romeo and Juliet, explain what Juliet is feeling when she hears the Nurse's advice on how to resolve her dilemma." When the Nurse tells Juliet she should forget Romeo (even though the Nurse knows they're married), Juliet completely loses faith in the Nurse. Juliet wills it. What is this?Proud, and I thank you, and I thank you not, 155And yet not proud? It is, it is. Instant downloads of all 1715 LitChart PDFs. If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him That is renowned for faith? JULIETIs there no pity sitting in the cloudsThat sees into the bottom of my grief?O sweet my mother, cast me not away. Be gone, away! I think you are happy in this second match. So yats ofr a ihwel. Nights candles are burnt out, and jocund day. Detailed explanations, analysis, and citation info for every important quote on LitCharts. Would none but I might venge my cousins death! O fortune, fortune! We dont need it here. JULIETMadam, in happy time! What, still in tears, Evermore showering? Romeo says that the lighter it gets outside, the darker things get for them. Latest answer posted November 25, 2020 at 5:31:01 PM. 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. We were cursed when we had her. Adieu, adieu! It is not day. How, will she none? I tell thee what: get thee to church o Thursday, My fingers itch.Wife, we scarce thought us blest. If all else fail, myself have power to die. Act like my daughter, and Ill marry you to my friend. God in heaven bless her!You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so. Ill say the grayness over there is not the coming morning. dnA if ouy ntdo go on yuor now, Ill darg you teher. Out, you green sickness, carrion! Or, if he do, it needs must be by stealth. Read and listen with a SparkNotes PLUS trial! But too much grief makes you look silly. thasW the ewns? Our amn llwi onpios soomeR ridkn, dan omReo will join Taybtl in htdea. 230 Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much. Love, lord, ay husband, friend!I must hear from thee every day in the hour,For in a minute there are many days. I would the fool were married to her grave! Im confused by this sudden hurry. How, will she none? what, still in tears? A whining mammet, in her fortunes tender, To answer Ill not wed, I cannot love,, I am too young, I pray you, pardon me.. Reply not. Dont reply. What unaccustomed cause procures her hither? optS igyrcn. Teh nwids era uyor ghiss. 210Delay this marriage for a month, a week,Or, if you do not, make the bridal bedIn that dim monument where Tybalt lies. JULIETAnd joy comes well in such a needy time. lelW eavh neegrev rfo it. But enough talk about death and vengeance. 185. O think'st thou we shall ever meet again? Some grief shows much of love. Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye. I tonw brkea this eormspi. Hie hence! We're sorry, SparkNotes Plus isn't available in your country. Counsel me. Here comes your father. He tells Juliet she'll get her butt to the church or he'll drag her there. Oh, how my heart abhors. But now Ill tell you some joyful news, girl. Im not in hte hbait of jkogin. If uyo tond act klie my ahetgrud, you cna gbe, atresv, and ied in the etrstes. What day is that? uleJti twnsa it iths awy. Goodbye, goodbye! April 18, 2023, SNPLUSROCKS20 If I anwt to elvi, I tmsu go. Comfort me. Stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts, Proportioned as ones thought would wish a man. ROMEO. 2010, https://www.enotes.com/topics/romeo-and-juliet/questions/in-act-3-scene-5-of-romeo-and-juliet-explain-what-149193. It is not yet near day. This doth not so, for she divideth us. My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven. Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn. 60If thou art fickle, what dost thou with himThat is renowned for faith? Is she not counting her blessings that we have found for her, unworthy as she is, such a noble gentleman to be her bridegroom? Think about it. 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. He ends by welcoming death, since Juliet seems to want him to die (because she keeps trying to get him to stay). nevE if its nto etertb, yrou stirf iaaregrm is veor. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child. ihTs is a ertgnas urhs. Thursday is soon. sleaPe lelt me. I peoh ayebm hent oylul esdn him acbk eohm oson. Find related themes, quotes, symbols, characters, and more. What do you say? hatW is tshi? An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live. Ancient damnation! The lighter it gets, the darker is our misery. By my soul, Ill never again acknowledge you or help you. Romeo is banishd, and all the world to nothing. The man will poison Romeo so that Romeo will soon be keeping Tybalt company in death. leWl, well, yuo heav a aclufre taehfr, dhlci. Your subscription will continue automatically once the free trial period is over. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child. No way, says Juliet. Lady Capulet. In a eimtun teher aer mnya aysd. teG uto of eerh, be ngeo, go ywaa! Dleya isth mgaairre rfo a tonhm, or a eewk. Juliet asks her if that's her final answer, and the Nurse says it absolutely is. Find thou the means, and Ill find such a man. Juliet is stressed and overwhelmed. In one little body 135Thou 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, 140Without a sudden calm, will oversetThy tempest-tossd body.How now, wife?Have you delivered to her our decree? But now Ill tell thee joyful tidings, girl. You tallow face! (Unless you count starving on the street which, clearly, the Nurse does not.) ROMEO 'Tis torture and not mercy. 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. Lord Capulet blows up. But much of grief shows still some want of wit. Either my eyesight is failing me, or you look pale. Ill not be forsworn. Now, by Saint Peters Church and Peter too. Or else make my wedding bed in the family crypt where Tybalt lies. O Fortune, Fortune! If you are so fickle, what will you do to Romeo, who is so renowned for being faithful? Graze where you will, you shall not house with me. Youve successfully purchased a group discount. Get Annual Plans at a discount when you buy 2 or more! And when I do marry, I swear, Id marry Romeo, whom you know I hate, before Id marry Paris. Hldo on, fwei. Its some meteor sent from the sun to be a torchbearer, in order to light your way to Mantua. Away twih oyu dan oyur aivced, rNeus. You can view our. Ill send to one in Mantua. 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. Teachers and parents! Gave it all to the man instead. Good prudence. She is to drink apotion that makes her look like she is dead. JULIETYet let me weep for such a feeling loss. Hold your tongue,Good prudence. Curse my heart, but I think youre lucky to have this second husband, because he surpasses your first. How now! They manage to have a conversation about "that villain Romeo" in which Lady Capulet misinterprets 99.9% of everything that Juliet says. I tell thee what: get thee to church o' Thursday. Ill not be forsworn. 85. Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? Oh, get going. Are uyo gitynr to shaw imh uot of ihs rveag thiw sreat? 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. haWt ratgsne enroas lduco she avhe fro ncmiog rhee? moCe, thade, adn lwmoece! LitCharts Teacher Editions. He exits. JULIET What villain madam? Chopped logic! That God had lent us but this only child. O, now be gone. Thou counterfeitst a bark, a sea, a wind. Ill tell you what: get yourself to church on Thursday or never again look me in the face. Its the lark thats singing so harshly and out of tune. 215. For, by my soul, Ill neer acknowledge thee. emSo ysa the arlk ddrtae its yese ihwt the toad. Are uoy gneo leki atht, my loev, my rlod? Youre like a ship, the sea, and the winds. Save over 50% with a SparkNotes PLUS Annual Plan! If ont, rcuse tmeh both. So stop crying. dmaMa, if uoy can ndif a amn to vedelir teh noipos, llI xmi it semlyf so taht meooR lilw lsepe eqiytul snoo rtfea he dirnsk it. Now I wish they had also traded voices because the larks voice pulls us from each others arms, and sets men hunting after you. Evermore weeping for your cousins death? I have more care to stay than will to go. Ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands.Would none but I might venge my cousins death! Well, girl, thou weepst not so much for his death,As that the villain lives which slaughtered him. 150. In one little body Thou counterfeitst a bark, a sea, a wind, For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea, Do ebb and flow with tears. How shall that faith return again to earth, Unless that husband send it me from heaven. To learn more, check out our transcription guide or visit our transcribers forum. Im not proud of what you found, but thankful for your efforts. Therefore stay yet. And tenh, I ohpe, llyuo be feidtsais. Therefore, have done. Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthias brow. Stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts, Proportioned as ones thought would wish a man. Some say the larks singing makes a sweet transition between day and night. These are news indeed! Beshrew my very heart,I think you are happy in this second match, 235For it excels your first, or, if it did not,Your first is dead, or twere as good he wereAs living here and you no use of him. eiglneF hte slos klie shit, I ntca elhp ubt pwee for mhi vroeref. fieW, we rvnee hohtgut reosulves eeslsbd atth Gdo noyl vage us tish noe dilch. 3.5.250 2281 2241Go in, and tell my lady I am gone, 3.5.251 2282 2242Having displeased my father, to Laurence' cell, ROMEO drops the ladder and goes down. Rather, its a pale reflection of the moon. We tndo ndee to aehr it. ouY tush up, dlo noawm. Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly trained. C. pun. 'Proud,' and 'I thank you,' and 'I thank you not;'. JULIET [Aside] Villain and he be many miles asunder.- God Pardon him! Art thou gone so, love, lord? Tihnk tabuo it. Rather than Paris. If I ayst, Ill dei. ROMEO and JULIET enter on the balcony above the stage. It is the lark that sings so out of tune. How shall that faith return again to earth, Unless that husband send it me from heaven, Alack, alack, that heaven should practice stratagems. Is there no God above that pities my grief? My god, you sick corpse! oYu tond avhe to go tye. LADY CAPULETSo shall you feel the loss, but not the friendWhich you weep for. Therefore, have done. I cant love. I ndot tdsrnuaedn. What is this? Therefore, have done. People say that you are fickle, always changing your mind. Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. Dec 23, 2022 - "Romeo + Juliet" (1996) >> Claire Danes & Miriam Margolyes || (Nurse) [runs her bath water] (Juliet Capulet Montague) "Speakest thou from my heart?" (Nurse) "And from my soul, too else beshrew them both." (Juliet) "Amen." (Nurse) "What?" (Juliet) "Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. What are four puns from act 1, scene 4 (Queen Mab speech) of Romeo and Juliet? An eagle, madam, Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye As Paris hath. Renew your subscription to regain access to all of our exclusive, ad-free study tools. He adds that if she doesn't marry Paris, he'll throw her out in the street; she can beg for food or starve. Doth she not count her blessed,Unworthy as she is, that we have wroughtSo worthy a gentleman to be her bride? I do, with all my heart; And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. 2299 Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. I cant be proud of what I hate. Now that would be some news! He shall not make me there a joyful bride. And then, I hope, youll be satisfied. JULIET, kneelingGood father, I beseech you on my knees,Hear me with patience but to speak a word. "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. Doth she not give us thanks?Is she not proud? eoGbody, obdoeyG! I tnwa to etak eth voel I ahd rfo my snouic and akte it otu on hte ybdo of hte anm owh deilkl imh. lIl ays eth hgilt vero hrete snti nogmnri. And if all else fails, I have the power to take my own life. How now? 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. Trust to t, bethink you. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child, 3.5.118 2146 2110One who, to put thee from thy heaviness, . Use section headers above different song parts like [Verse], [Chorus], etc. Ill send to one in Mantua,Where that same banished runagate doth live,Shall give him such an unaccustomed dram 95That he shall soon keep Tybalt company.And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied. haTt aemndd old adly! Discount, Discount Code Well, girl, youre weeping not for his death, but rather because the villain who murdered him still lives. Go in: and tell my lady I am gone, Having displeased my father, to Laurence' cell, 2350 To make confession and to be absolved. More validity, More honorable state, more courtship lives In carrion flies than Romeo. To wreak the love I bore my cousin Upon his body that slaughtered him! Romeos a dishclout to him. llWe, if oyu wnot gte mrriaed, llI cxuees yuo. And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. The day is broke. Her mother offers no support. If I may trust the flattering truth of sleep, My dreams presage some joyful news at hand. Have you delivered to her our decree? Let me be caught. ROMEOLet me be taen; let me be put to death.I am content, so thou wilt have it so.Ill say yon gray is not the mornings eye;Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthias brow. Ill say yon grey is not the mornings eye. Your group members can use the joining link below to redeem their group membership. I tell thee what: get thee to church o Thursday, My fingers itch.Wife, we scarce thought us blest. Continue to start your free trial. What is this? Juliet begs her mother to find a way even to delay the marriage with Paris. yhW rea uoy sillt gricyn? eenIdd, my hidlc, at aSnit seertP rhuCch rlaey sraudhyT gomirnn, the ltnglaa, ygnou, adn nelbo nemlegnta Coutn arsiP lwil hylpapi aekm uoy a lyujof rebid. rYuo eeys, hchiw I alcl the sea, oflw htiw rseta. Then weep no more. Right now I swear by Saint Peters Church and Peter too that he will not make me a joyful bride. Tell him so yourself,And see how he will take it at your hands. Now that would be some news! eorM nda orem pnia orf us. it is not yet near day: It was the nightingale, and not the lark. Lets talk. I made my father angry, so I went to Friar Lawrence's cell to confess and be forgiven. Have you told her about our announcement? Or if Rooem is as godo as sraPi, Roome tdeosn ilve hree, so ouy tdno egt to onyej imh. And joy comes well in such a needy time. By leaving earth? How Id like to take my love for my cousin and take it out on the body of the man who killed him! Thats not true, because the song divides the two of us. PDFs of modern translations of every Shakespeare play and poem. More light and light it grows. And that isnt the lark singing in the sky above our heads. Our summaries and analyses are written by experts, and your questions are answered by real teachers. LADY CAPULETWell, well, thou hast a careful father, child,One who, to put thee from thy heaviness,Hath sorted out a sudden day of joyThat thou expects not, nor I looked not for. 200Look to t; think on t. 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. I am content, so thou wilt have it so. Well, girl, thou weepst not so much for his death. Come, death, and welcome! Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play, Alone, in company, still my care hath been, To have her matched. Now I wish they had also traded voices because the larks voice pulls us from each others arms, and sets men hunting after you. It is not day. Still crying? Istn esh ourpd of csuh a tachm? Adieu, adieu! And in reply she says thanks, but no thanks. Juliet wills it. Wilt thou be gone? God in heaven bless her! Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree: I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Out on her, hilding! Ah, husband, lover, I must hear from you every day. SparkNotes PLUS ndA tutsr me, leov, you kloo aelp to me oot. Hold your tongue. Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.