romeo and juliet(罗蜜欧和朱丽叶)-第11节
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Can heaven be so envious？ Nurse。 Romeo can； Though heaven cannot。 O
Romeo； Romeo！ Who ever would have thought it？ Romeo！ Jul。 What devil
art thou that dost torment me thus？ This torture should be roar'd in dismal
hell。 Hath Romeo slain himself？ Say thou but 'I；' And that bare vowel 'I'
shall poison more Than the death…darting eye of cockatrice。 I am not I； if
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there be such an 'I'； Or those eyes shut that make thee answer 'I。' If be be
slain； say 'I'； or if not； 'no。' Brief sounds determine of my weal or woe。
Nurse。 I saw the wound； I saw it with mine eyes； （God save the mark！）
here on his manly breast。 A piteous corse； a bloody piteous corse； Pale；
pale as ashes； all bedaub'd in blood； All in gore…blood。 I swounded at the
sight。 Jul。 O； break； my heart！ poor bankrout； break at once！ To prison；
eyes； ne'er look on liberty！ Vile earth； to earth resign； end motion here；
And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier！ Nurse。 O Tybalt； Tybalt； the
best friend I had！ O courteous Tybalt！ honest gentleman That ever I should
live to see thee dead！ Jul。 What storm is this that blows so contrary？ Is
Romeo slaught'red； and is Tybalt dead？ My dear…lov'd cousin； and my
dearer lord？ Then； dreadful trumpet； sound the general doom！ For who is
living； if those two are gone？ Nurse。 Tybalt is gone； and Romeo banished；
Romeo that kill'd him； he is banished。 Jul。 O God！ Did Romeo's hand shed
Tybalt's blood？ Nurse。 It did； it did！ alas the day； it did！ Jul。 O serpent
heart； hid with a flow'ring face！ Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave？
Beautiful tyrant！ fiend angelical！ Dove…feather'd raven！ wolvish…ravening
lamb！ Despised substance of divinest show！ Just opposite to what thou
justly seem'st… A damned saint； an honourable villain！ O nature； what hadst
thou to do in hell When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend In mortal
paradise of such sweet flesh？ Was ever book containing such vile matter
So fairly bound？ O； that deceit should dwell In such a gorgeous palace！
Nurse。 There's no trust； No faith； no honesty in men； all perjur'd； All
forsworn； all naught； all dissemblers。 Ah； where's my man？ Give me some
aqua vitae。 These griefs； these woes； these sorrows make me old。 Shame
come to Romeo！ Jul。 Blister'd be thy tongue For such a wish！ He was not
born to shame。 Upon his brow shame is asham'd to sit； For 'tis a throne
where honour may be crown'd Sole monarch of the universal earth。 O；
what a beast was I to chide at him！ Nurse。 Will you speak well of him that
kill'd your cousin？ Jul。 Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband？ Ah；
poor my lord； what tongue shall smooth thy name When I； thy three…hours
wife； have mangled it？ But wherefore； villain； didst thou kill my cousin？
That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband。 Back； foolish tears；
back to your native spring！ Your tributary drops belong to woe； Which you；
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mistaking； offer up to joy。 My husband lives； that Tybalt would have slain；
And Tybalt's dead； that would have slain my husband。 All this is comfort；
wherefore weep I then？ Some word there was； worser than Tybalt's death；
That murd'red me。 I would forget it fain； But O； it presses to my memory
Like damned guilty deeds to sinners' minds！ 'Tybalt is dead； and Romeo…
banished。' That 'banished；' that one word 'banished；' Hath slain ten
thousand Tybalts。 Tybalt's death Was woe enough； if it had ended there； Or；
if sour woe delights in fellowship And needly will be rank'd with other
griefs； Why followed not； when she said 'Tybalt's dead；' Thy father； or thy
mother； nay； or both； Which modern lamentation might have mov'd？ But
with a rearward following Tybalt's death； 'Romeo is banished'… to speak
that word Is father； mother； Tybalt； Romeo； Juliet； All slain； all dead。
'Romeo is banished'… There is no end； no limit； measure； bound； In that
word's death； no words can that woe sound。 Where is my father and my
mother； nurse？ Nurse。 Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse。 Will you
go to them？ I will bring you thither。 Jul。 Wash they his wounds with tears？
Mine shall be spent； When theirs are dry； for Romeo's banishment。 Take
up those cords。 Poor ropes； you are beguil'd； Both you and I； for Romeo is
exil'd。 He made you for a highway to my bed； But I； a maid； die maiden…
widowed。 Come； cords； come； nurse。 I'll to my wedding bed； And death；
not Romeo； take my maidenhead！ Nurse。 Hie to your chamber。 I'll find
Romeo To comfort you。 I wot well where he is。 Hark ye； your Romeo will
be here at night。 I'll to him； he is hid at Laurence' cell。 Jul。 O； find him！
give this ring to my true knight And bid him come to take his last farewell。
Exeunt。
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SCENE III。 Friar Laurence's cell。
Enter Friar ＇Laurence＇。
Friar。 Romeo； come forth； come forth； thou fearful man。 Affliction is
enanmour'd of thy parts； And thou art wedded to calamity。
Enter Romeo。
Rom。 Father； what news？ What is the Prince's doom What sorrow
craves acquaintance at my hand That I yet know not？ Friar。 Too familiar Is
my dear son with such sour company。 I bring thee tidings of the Prince's
doom。 Rom。 What less than doomsday is the Prince's doom？ Friar。 A
gentler judgment vanish'd from his lips… Not body's death； but body's
banishment。 Rom。 Ha； banishment？ Be merciful； say 'death'； For exile hath
more terror in his look； Much more than death。 Do not say 'banishment。'
Friar。 Hence from Verona art thou banished。 Be patient； for the world is
broad and wide。 Rom。 There is no world without Verona walls； But
purgatory； torture； hell itself。 Hence banished is banish'd from the world；
And world's exile is death。 Then 'banishment' Is death misterm'd。 Calling
death 'banishment；' Thou cut'st my head off with a golden axe And smilest
upon the stroke that murders me。 Friar。 O deadly sin！ O rude
unthankfulness！ Thy fault our law calls death； but the kind Prince； Taking
thy part； hath rush'd aside the law； And turn'd that black word death to
banishment。 This is dear mercy； and thou seest it not。 Rom。 'Tis torture；
and not mercy。 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。 More validity； More honourable state； more
courtship lives In carrion flies than Romeo。 They may seize On the white
wonder of dear Juliet's hand And steal immortal blessing from her lips；
Who； even in pure and vestal modesty； Still blush； as thinking their own
kisses sin； But Romeo may not… he is banished。 This may flies do； when I
from this must fly； They are free men； but I am banished。 And sayest thou
yet that exile is not death？ Hadst thou no poison mix'd； no sharp…ground
knife； No sudden mean of death； though ne'er so mean； But 'banished' to
kill me… 'banished'？ O friar； the damned use that word in hell； Howling
attends it！ How hast thou the heart； Being a divine； a ghostly confessor； A
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sin…absolver； and my friend profess'd； To mangle me with that word
'banished'？ Friar。 Thou fond mad man； hear me a little speak。 Rom。 O；
thou wilt speak again of banishment。 Friar。 I'll give thee armour to keep
off that word； Adversity's sweet milk； philosophy； To comfort thee； though
thou art banished。 Rom。 Yet 'banished'？ Hang up philosophy！ Unless
philosophy can make a Juliet； Displant a town； reverse a prince's doom； It
helps not； it prevails not。 Talk no more。 Friar。 O； then I see that madmen
have no ears。 Rom。 How should they； when that wise men have no eyes？
Friar。 Let me dispute with thee of thy estate。 Rom。 Thou canst not speak of
that thou dost not feel。 Wert thou as young as I； Juliet thy love； An hour
but married； Tybalt murdered； Doting like me； and like me banished； Then
mightst thou s
