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FRIAR LAWRENCE . Go hence , good night , and here stands all your state : Either be gone before the watch be set , Or by the break of day disguis’d from hence . Sojourn in Mantua . I’ll find out your man , And he shall signify from time to time Every good hap to you that chances here . Give me thy hand ; ’ tis late ; farewell ; good night . ROMEO . But that a joy past joy calls out on me , It were a grief so brief to part with thee . Farewell . [ Exeunt . ] SCENE IV . A Room in Capulet’s House . Enter Capulet , Lady Capulet and Paris . CAPULET . Things have fallen out , sir , so unluckily That we have had no time to move our daughter . Look you , she lov’d her kinsman Tybalt dearly , And so did I . Well , we were born to die . ’ Tis very late ; she’ll not come down tonight . I promise you , but for your company , I would have been abed an hour ago . PARIS . These times of woe afford no tune to woo . Madam , good night . Commend me to your daughter . LADY CAPULET . I will , and know her mind early tomorrow ; Tonight she’s mew’d up to her heaviness . CAPULET . Sir Paris , I will make a desperate tender Of my child’s love . I think she will be rul’d In all respects by me ; nay more , I doubt it not . Wife , go you to her ere you go to bed , Acquaint her here of my son Paris ’ love , And bid her , mark you me , on Wednesday next , But , soft , what day is this ? PARIS . Monday , my lord . CAPULET . Monday ! Ha , ha ! Well , Wednesday is too soon , A Thursday let it be ; a Thursday , tell her , She shall be married to this noble earl . Will you be ready ? Do you like this haste ? We’ll keep no great ado , — a friend or two , For , hark you , Tybalt being slain so late , It may be thought we held him carelessly , Being our kinsman , if we revel much . Therefore we’ll have some half a dozen friends , And there an end . But what say you to Thursday ? PARIS . My lord , I would that Thursday were tomorrow . CAPULET . Well , get you gone . A Thursday be it then . Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed , Prepare her , wife , against this wedding day . Farewell , my lord . — Light to my chamber , ho ! Afore me , it is so very very late that we May call it early by and by . Good night . [ Exeunt . ] SCENE V . An open Gallery to Juliet’s Chamber , overlooking the Garden . Enter Romeo and Juliet . JULIET . Wilt thou be gone ? It is not yet near day . It was the nightingale , and not the lark , That pierc’d the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree . Believe me , love , it was the nightingale . ROMEO . It was the lark , the herald of the morn , No nightingale . Look , love , what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east . Night’s candles are burnt out , and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops . I must be gone and live , or stay and die .
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