romeo and juliet(罗蜜欧和朱丽叶)-第9节
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What； have you din'd at home？ Jul。 No； no。 But all this did I know before。
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What says he of our marriage？ What of that？ Nurse。 Lord； how my head
aches！ What a head have I！ It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces。 My
back o' t' other side；… ah； my back； my back！ Beshrew your heart for
sending me about To catch my death with jauncing up and down！ Jul。 I'
faith； I am sorry that thou art not well。 Sweet； sweet； Sweet nurse； tell me；
what says my love？ Nurse。 Your love says； like an honest gentleman； and a
courteous； and a kind； and a handsome； and； I warrant； a virtuous… Where
is your mother？ Jul。 Where is my mother？ Why； she is within。 Where
should she be？ How oddly thou repliest！ 'Your love says； like an honest
gentleman； 〃Where is your mother？〃' Nurse。 O God's Lady dear！ Are you
so hot？ Marry come up； I trow。 Is this the poultice for my aching bones？
Henceforward do your messages yourself。 Jul。 Here's such a coil！ Come；
what says Romeo？ Nurse。 Have you got leave to go to shrift to…day？ Jul。 I
have。 Nurse。 Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence' cell； There stays a
husband to make you a wife。 Now comes the wanton blood up in your
cheeks： They'll be in scarlet straight at any news。 Hie you to church； I
must another way； To fetch a ladder； by the which your love Must climb a
bird's nest soon when it is dark。 I am the drudge； and toil in your delight；
But you shall bear the burthen soon at night。 Go； I'll to dinner； hie you to
the cell。 Jul。 Hie to high fortune！ Honest nurse； farewell。 Exeunt。
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SCENE VI。 Friar Laurence's cell。
Enter Friar ＇Laurence＇ and Romeo。
Friar。 So smile the heavens upon this holy act That after…hours with
sorrow chide us not！ Rom。 Amen； amen！ But come what sorrow can； It
cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one short minute gives me in
her sight。 Do thou but close our hands with holy words； Then love…
devouring death do what he dare… It is enough I may but call her mine。
Friar。 These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die；
like fire and powder； Which； as they kiss； consume。 The sweetest honey Is
loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite。
Therefore love moderately： long love doth so； Too swift arrives as tardy as
too slow。
Enter Juliet。
Here comes the lady。 O； so light a foot Will ne'er wear out the
everlasting flint。 A lover may bestride the gossamer That idles in the
wanton summer air； And yet not fall； so light is vanity。 Jul。 Good even to
my ghostly confessor。 Friar。 Romeo shall thank thee； daughter； for us both。
Jul。 As much to him； else is his thanks too much。 Rom。 Ah； Juliet； if the
measure of thy joy Be heap'd like mine； and that thy skill be more To
blazon it； then sweeten with thy breath This neighbour air； and let rich
music's tongue Unfold the imagin'd happiness that both Receive in either
by this dear encounter。 Jul。 Conceit； more rich in matter than in words；
Brags of his substance； not of ornament。 They are but beggars that can
count their worth； But my true love is grown to such excess cannot sum up
sum of half my wealth。 Friar。 Come； come with me； and we will make
short work； For； by your leaves； you shall not stay alone Till Holy Church
incorporate two in one。 ＇Exeunt。＇
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ACT III。
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SCENE I。 A public place。
Enter Mercutio； Benvolio； and Men。
Ben。 I pray thee； good Mercutio； let's retire。 The day is hot； the
Capulets abroad。 And if we meet； we shall not scape a brawl； For now；
these hot days； is the mad blood stirring。 Mer。 Thou art like one of these
fellows that； when he enters the confines of a tavern； claps me his sword
upon the table and says 'God send me no need of thee！' and by the
operation of the second cup draws him on the drawer； when indeed there is
no need。 Ben。 Am I like such a fellow？ Mer。 Come； come； thou art as hot a
jack in thy mood as any in Italy； and as soon moved to be moody； and as
soon moody to be moved。 Ben。 And what to？ Mer。 Nay； an there were two
such； we should have none shortly； for one would kill the other。 Thou！
why； thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more or a hair less in his
beard than thou hast。 Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts；
having no other reason but because thou hast hazel eyes。 What eye but
such an eye would spy out such a quarrel？ Thy head is as full of quarrels
as an egg is full of meat； and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an
egg for quarrelling。 Thou hast quarrell'd with a man for coughing in the
street； because he hath wakened thy dog that hath lain asleep in the sun。
Didst thou not fall out with a tailor for wearing his new doublet before
Easter； with another for tying his new shoes with an old riband？ And yet
thou wilt tutor me from quarrelling！ Ben。 An I were so apt to quarrel as
thou art； any man should buy the fee simple of my life for an hour and a
quarter。 Mer。 The fee simple？ O simple！
Enter Tybalt and others。
Ben。 By my head； here come the Capulets。 Mer。 By my heel； I care
not。 Tyb。 Follow me close； for I will speak to them。 Gentlemen； good den。
A word with one of you。 Mer。 And but one word with one of us？ Couple it
with something； make it a word and a blow。 Tyb。 You shall find me apt
enough to that； sir； an you will give me occasion。 Mer。 Could you not take
some occasion without giving Tyb。 Mercutio； thou consortest with Romeo。
Mer。 Consort？ What； dost thou make us minstrels？ An thou make
minstrels of us； look to hear nothing but discords。 Here's my fiddlestick；
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here's that shall make you dance。 Zounds； consort！ Ben。 We talk here in
the public haunt of men。 Either withdraw unto some private place And
reason coldly of your grievances； Or else depart。 Here all eyes gaze on us。
Mer。 Men's eyes were made to look； and let them gaze。 I will not budge
for no man's pleasure；
Enter Romeo。
Tyb。 Well； peace be with you； sir。 Here comes my man。 Mer。 But I'll
be hang'd； sir； if he wear your livery。 Marry； go before to field； he'll be
your follower！ Your worship in that sense may call him man。 Tyb。 Romeo；
the love I bear thee can afford No better term than this： thou art a villain。
Rom。 Tybalt； the reason that I have to love thee Doth much excuse the
appertaining rage To such a greeting。 Villain am I none。 Therefore farewell。
I see thou knowest me not。 Tyb。 Boy； this shall not excuse the injuries That
thou hast done me； therefore turn and draw。 Rom。 I do protest I never
injur'd thee； But love thee better than thou canst devise Till thou shalt
know the reason of my love； And so good Capulet； which name I tender
As dearly as mine own； be satisfied。 Mer。 O calm； dishonourable； vile
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