Chapter 30 act four

The first Verona.father lawrence's monastery Enter Father Laurence and Paris. Is Laurence on Thursday, my lord?The time is too tight. Paris So is my father-in-law Capulet; and since he is so hasty, I would not delay. Lawrence You say you haven't known the lady's mind; I don't approve of such a one-sided decision. After Paris Tibalt died she was so sad that I didn't have much love with her, because Venus couldn't smile in a weeping room.Father, because seeing her so sad, her father was afraid of some accident, so he decided to marry us early, so that she would not cry like a tearful person all day long; Love, if you have a partner, maybe you can relieve her sorrow.Now you can see the reasons for my hasty marriage.

Lawrence (narrator) I wish I didn't know the reason why it had to be delayed. —Look, count, this lady has come to my monastery. Enter Juliet. Paris You have come just in time, my dear wife. Comte Juliet, perhaps you will call me that when I am a wife. Paris lover, perhaps by Thursday it will be a fact. Juliet The truth is unavoidable. Lawrence, of course. Paris Are you here to confess to this priest? Juliet To answer your question, I must confess to you. Paris Do not deny to him that you love me. Juliet I will confess to you that I love him. Paris, I believe that you will also be willing to admit that you love me in front of me.

Juliet If I must confess, it is better to confess it behind your back than to your face. Poor Paris!Tears have marred your beauty. Juliet's tears did not win much; for my face was ugly enough before it was marred by tears. Paris, you should not slander your beauty by saying such things. Juliet It is not slander, count, it is the truth, and I say it to my own face. Paris your face is mine and you shouldn't insult it. Juliet maybe, since it's not my own.Father, are you free now?Or shall I come again at vespers? Lawrence I am still free now, melancholy daughter.Count, we must now ask you to leave us.

Paris I dare not disturb your prayers.Juliet, I will wake you early on Thursday morning; now we shall meet again, and please keep this holy kiss. (Down.) O Juliet!Close the door!Close the door and cry with me again.There is no hope, no remedy, no redemption! Laurence, Juliet!I have known your sorrow for a long time, and I really can't think of a perfect plan.I hear you must marry the count on Thursday, and there is no possibility of delay. Father Juliet, tell me not that you have heard the thing, unless you can tell me how to avoid it; and if your wisdom will not help me, then if you agree with my resolution, I can do it all at once with this knife.God has united my heart to Romeo's, Thou hast united our hands for us; if my hand, which thou hast proved to be united with Romeo, To make a new union with another, or It was my loyal heart that rebelled and fell into the arms of others, then this knife can cut off the hand that betrayed the alliance and kill this rebellious heart.Therefore, Father, with your rich experience, give me some advice hastily; otherwise, behold, this bloody knife will be a just man between me and my troubles, and settle for me. Your experience and talents could not have found for me a glorious solution to the problem.Don't be silent forever; if you can't show me a remedy, then I can't hope but die.

Lawrence stop, daughter; I have seen a glimmer of hope, but it must be with an extraordinary means, To be able to resist this extraordinary accident.If you can make up your mind to die for not wanting to marry the Earl of Paris, you will be willing to avoid this disgrace by a method similar to death; way to tell you. O Juliet!As long as you don't marry Paris, you can make me jump from the battlement on the top of the tower over there; you can make me crawl on the road where thieves are haunted and poisonous snakes stalk; chain me with a roaring angry bear; Or shut me at night in the burrow of bones, and cover my body with many dead bones, musty leg-carcasses, and yellowed skeletons with missing jaws; or send me to a fresh grave, Hide me in dead men's quilts; and whatever that makes me shudder, that would make me live to be a chaste wife to my love, I will, without fear, without hesitation.

Lawrence Well, lay down your knife then; go home merry, and promise to marry Paris.To-morrow is Wednesday; to-morrow night you must sleep alone, and not your nurse in your chamber; take this vial, and when you go to bed, drink the sap that's brewed in it, Then there will be a drowsy chill through your veins, and then your pulse will stop; there will be no heat or breath to prove that you are alive; the red will turn gray on your lips and cheeks; your The eyelids are closed, like the hand of death shutting off the day of life; every part of your body loses its flexible control, and is as stiff and cold as death; in this state that is not different from death, you must pass through forty-two hours, and then you wake up as if from a deep sleep.When the bridegroom comes to wake you up in the morning, they will find you dead, and then, as is the custom in our country, they will dress you up and take you in a hearse to the Capulets In the tombs of ancestors.And to prepare you to wake up, I can write to Romeo, and tell him our plan, and tell him to come here at once; and he and I will be by your side, and when you wake up, call Romeo that night. Take you to Mantua.As long as you don't change your mind on the spur of the moment and don't get discouraged halfway, this method will surely save you from this immediate shame.

Juliet for me!Give me!Ah, don't speak of fear to me! Lawrence takes it; you go, may you be strong and prosper!I asked a brother to hurry to Mantua and take my letter to your husband. Juliet love, give me strength!Only strength can save me.Farewell, dear priest! (Exit each.) The second game is the same as before.Hall of the Capulets Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, Nurse, and servants. The names on Capulet's list are all guests to be invited. (Exit first servant) Come, hire me twenty capable cooks. Master Servant B, please rest assured, I must choose a chef who can lick fingers to cook.

Capulet how do you know they can cook? Second servant, my lord, you can't cook if you can't lick your fingers: I don't want such a cook. Well, Capulet, go.We were really caught off guard this time.what!Has my daughter gone to Father Lawrence? Nurse is right. Well, Capulet, perhaps he can counsel her; what a queer and disobedient hoof! The nurse saw that she had finished her confession and came back happily. Enter Juliet. O Capulet, my stubborn girl!Where have you been swinging? Juliet, knowing that I was disobedient and disobedient to your orders, I went here to confess my sins.I now kneel here to ask your forgiveness, at the behest of Father Lawrence.Dad, please forgive me!From now on, I will always listen to you.

Capulet went to fetch the count and said to him: I want to reschedule the wedding to tomorrow morning. Juliet I met the young earl in Lawrence Abbey; To him I have made my love, not exceeding the law. Capulet, that's good, I'm glad.Stand up; that's right.Let me see the count; come, go and fetch him here.Thank God for giving us this venerable priest!All our towns appreciate his goodness. Nanny Juliet, please come with me to my room, and help me to sort out my clothes, to see what I can wear to-morrow. Lady Capulet No, let's talk till Thursday, what's the hurry? Go Capulet, nurse, go with her.We must go to church tomorrow. (Exit Juliet and Nurse.)

LADY CAPULET We are too late to prepare now; it is nearly dark. Capulet nonsense!I'll do it now, and you'll see, ma'am, everything will be well arranged by tomorrow.Go and dress Juliet; I won't sleep to-night, and leave me here alone to be housekeeper once.Hello!Hello!None of these people were there.Well, let me run to Paris myself and tell him to get ready to be groom to-morrow.I couldn't be happier that the stubborn boy had changed his mind now. (Exit each.) The third game is the same as before.Juliet's bedroom Enter Juliet and Nurse. Juliet Well, those clothes are very nice.But, good nurse, please leave me alone to-night, for I have many prayers to say, that Heaven will forgive me my past sins, and bless me with my future happiness.

Enter Lady Capulet. Lady Capulet!are you busyDo you want me to help you? Juliet No, mother!We have selected everything for tomorrow, so please leave me here alone now; let the nurse stay up with you tonight, because I believe this time things are done in such a hurry, you must be very busy open hand. Good night Lady Capulet!Go to bed early and you should have a good rest. (Exit Lady Capulet and Nurse.) Goodbye Juliet!God knows when we will meet.I felt as though a chill had stirred my blood, as if to freeze the heat of life; till I called them back to comfort me.nanny! ——what do you want her to do here?This miserable scene must be left to me alone.Come on, pill bottle.What if the potion doesn't work?So do I have to get married tomorrow morning?No, no, the knife will stop me; lie there. (puts the dagger beside the pillow) Perhaps this bottle is poison, because the priest has married Romeo for me, and now I marry someone else, fearing to damage his reputation, so deliberately tricked me into taking it to poison me; I'm afraid maybe There would be such a thing; but he has always been recognized as a man of high morals, I think probably not; I can't entertain such base thoughts.What if I wake up in the grave And Romeo hasn't come to rescue me?This is a very scary point!At that time, wouldn't I have to suffocate to death in the crypt where there is no breath of fresh air all the year round, and I can't wait for my Romeo to come?Even if not smothered, the horror of death and the long night, the gloomy atmosphere of the ancient tomb, where the bones of my ancestors have been piled up for centuries, and Tybalt, buried in his burial quilt, is There rots; at night, they say, ghosts return to their graves; alas!well!If I wake up too soon, these foul smells, these shrieks that make one mad; ah!If I woke, surrounded by such horrors, wouldn't I be distraught, and frantically fondle the bones of my ancestors, dragging festering Tybalt out of his burial?In such a state of madness, shall I not pick up an ancient bone, and use it as a club to break my dazed head?Ah, look!Is that not the ghost of Tybalt, chasing Romeo there, to avenge his sword vengeance?Wait, Tybalt, wait!Romeo, here I come!I made this one for you! (Falls down on Makuuchi's bed.) The fourth game is the same as before.Hall of the Capulets Enter Lady Capulet and Nurse. Lady Capulet, nurse, take this bunch of keys, and some more spices. The nanny's snack room is shouting for dates and it. Enter Capulet. Come Capulet, hurry, hurry!The cock had crowed for the second time, the evening clock had struck, and it was three o'clock.Good Angelica, take care to see if the patty is burnt.It doesn't matter how much money you spend. Nanny, go away, go away, you don't need to take care of women's affairs; go to sleep, you have been busy all night today, and you will be sick again tomorrow. Capulet No, where!Hey, I used to stay up all night because of unimportant things. How many times have I ever been sick? Lady Capulet is right, you used to be a night owl who used to steal women, but now I won't let you go out and mess around. (Exit Lady Capulet and Nurse.) What a jealous lady Capulet!What a jealous lady! Three or four servants carry forks, firewood and baskets. Capulet, what is this? First servant, they are all given to the cook, and I don't know what they are. Capulet hurry up, hurry up. (Exit Servant) Hey, you need to pick dry wood, you can ask Peter, he can tell you where it is. Second Servant, I myself have eyes and can pick wood, so I don't need to bother Peter. (Down.) Capulet Hey, that's right, you naughty little bastard!Ouch!It's daylight; the count is coming with the musicians, he said. (internal music) I hear him approaching.nanny!wife!Hello, hello!Hello, where's the nanny? Nurse re-enter. Capulet, go and wake Juliet, and adorn her; I'm off to chat with Paris.Go, go, hurry; the bridegroom is here; hurry! (Exit each.) The fifth game is the same as before.Juliet's bedroom Enter Nurse. Miss Nurse!hello miss!Juliet!She must be fast asleep.Hello, lamb!hello miss!Hmph, you lazy girl!hello dear!Miss!darling!Hello, bride!how!No sound?Now sleep as much as you can, and sleep as much as you can for a week; Lord Paris will not let you rest in peace tonight.God forgive me, amen, how soundly she slept!I have to wake her up.Miss!Miss!Miss!Well, let the count come to your bed by himself, and you'll start jumping up then, won't you?how!Are you all dressed and going to bed again?I have to wake you up.Miss!Miss!Miss!Ouch!Ouch!Help!Help!My lady is dead!Ouch!What am I still alive for!Hey, get me some wine!master!Mrs! Enter Lady Capulet. What is Lady Capulet arguing about? Nurse, oh, how sad! Lady Capulet what's the matter? Nurse look, look!Ouch, how sad! LADY CAPULET Alas, alas!My child, my only life!wake up!Open your eyes!You are dead, how can I live on?Help!Help!Come everyone! Enter Capulet. Before Capulet sent Juliet out, her bridegroom had arrived. Nurse she's dead, dead, she's dead!Ouch, sad! Lady Capulet O!She's dead, she's dead, she's dead! Capulet Hey!let me see.Ouch!Her body is cold; her blood has stagnated, her hands and feet are stiff; her lips have no breath of life; death is like a frost before autumn, destroying the tenderest flower. Delicate flower. Nurse, oh, how sad! Lady Capulet Oh, what a pain! Capulet Death has taken my child, and he makes me speechless with grief. Enter Father Lawrence, Paris, and the Musicians. Lawrence, is the bride ready for church? Capulet She is ready to go, but she will never come back.Ah my son-in-law!Death has come upon your wife on the eve of your wedding.She lay there like a flower that had been destroyed by him.Death is my new son-in-law, my heir, who has married my daughter.I too am dying, and pass on to him all that is mine; my life and fortune, all is death! Paris Shall I look forward to the morning, And let me see this miserable scene? Bad, unhappy, hateful day for Lady Capulet!A most miserable hour in the endless run of time!This one child was born to me, this poor, dear child, who was my only treasure and comfort, and is now snatched from my eyes by cruel death! Nurse is so bitter!What a bitter, bitter, bitter day!The saddest, most desolate days of my life!O, this day!This hateful day!Never have I seen such an unlucky day!What a bitter, bitter day! The most hateful death of Paris, you lied to me, killed her, broke up our relationship, everything was ruined by the cruel, cruel you!what!spouse!Ah, my life!There is no life, only love swallowed by death! Capulet's sad fate, why did you come to break, break our ceremony?Son!Son!My soul, you are dead!You are not my child anymore!died!well!My child died, and my joy was buried with my child! Lawrence be quiet!Are you not shy?It's useless for you to cry and scream like this.Heaven shares with you this good daughter; and now she is entirely Heaven's, and it is her happiness, for you cannot save her body from death, but Heaven can keep her soul immortal.Do you strive to find a happy future for her, because your happiness rests on her; and now that she has ascended high in the clouds, do you weep for her?what!You see her enjoy the greatest happiness, but howl like crazy, is this really loving your daughter?Live, marry, and grow old. What fun is there in such a marriage?Nothing could be happier than to marry and die young.Dry your tears, and spread your fragrant flowers over the fair corpse, and carry her, as is custom, to church in her best dress.Foolish natures make us weep, but in the eyes of reason these natural tears are laughable. Capulet All that we have prepared for joy, shall now be mournful funerals; our instruments shall be melancholy knells, our wedding feasts mournful funerals, our hymns A sad elegy, the flowers in the bride's hand are to be buried in the grave, and everything is to be done in reverse. Mr. Laurence Capulet, you go in; madam, you go with him; Lord Paris, you go too; and all prepare to bury this beautiful body.The wrath of heaven has already fallen on you, don't go against his will again and bring about greater disasters. (Exeunt the Capulets, Paris, and Lawrence.) First Musician Really, we can also put away the flute and go. Nurse!Put it away, good brothers, put it away; it's a sad accident! (Down.) First Musician Well, I wish there was some way to remedy this matter. Enter Peter. Peter Musician!what!Musicians, "Peace in Heart", "Peace in Heart"!what!Play me "Peace of Mind," or I shall die. Why did Musician A play "The Peace of Mind"? Peter!Musicians, for there my heart sings "My Heart Is Full of Sorrow."what!Play me a happy song, comfort me. Musician A can't play if he doesn't play, now is not the time to play music. Peter Then don't you play? Musician A doesn't play. Peter Then I'll give you-- First Musician What do you give us? Peter, I won't give you money, hum!I want to scold you; I scold you for being a bunch of beggars who sing. First Musician Then I'll call you a lowly slave. Peter Then I'll put the slave's knife on your heads.I am absolutely unambiguous: either high-pitched or low-pitched, do you hear it? Musician A, what about high notes and low notes, you still have to understand this. Musician B wait a minute, a gentleman uses his mouth, but a villain uses his hands. Alright Peter, then let me kill you with my tongue, sword, lip and gun.If you have the skills, please answer my question: Sorrow hurts the heart, Melancholy lingers in my breast, Only the silver sound of music— Why do you say "Silver Sound"?Why do you say "the silver sound of music"?Simon Kettering, what do you say? Musician A because Yinzi's voice is very nice. Well said Peter!Hulipek, what do you say? Musician B wants others to reward him with some money because the purpose of the musician is to play music. Well said Peter!James Sandpost, what do you say? Musician C to tell you the truth, I don't know what to say. Peter!I'm sorry, but you can only sing; I'll tell you: for if a musician plays till he dies, he can't get some gold.Only the silver sound of music can push away boredom. (Down.) First Musician is such a nasty fellow! Musician B, damned slave!Come on, let's go back slowly, play twice when the hangers come, and eat their meal before leaving. (same below.)