Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, Nurse.
Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, Nurse.
hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, nurse.
hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, nurse.
They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.
They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.
they call for dates and quinces in the pastry.
they call for dates and quinces in the pastry.
Come, stir, stir, stir! The second cock hath crow’d,
The curfew bell hath rung, ’tis three o’clock.
Look to the bak’d meats, good Angelica;
Spare not for cost.
Come, stir, stir, stir! The second cock has crow’d, The curfew bell has rung, ’tis three o’clock. Look to the bak’d meats, good Angelica; Spare not for cost.
come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock has crow’d...
come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath crow’d, the cur
Go, you cot-quean, go,
Get you to bed; faith, you’ll be sick tomorrow
For this night’s watching.
Go, you cot-quean, go, Get you to bed; faith, you’ll be sick tomorrow For this night’s watching.
go, you cot-quean, go, get you to bed; faith, you’ll be sick tomorrow for this night’s watching.
go, you cot-quean, go, get you to bed; faith, you’ll be sick
No, not a whit. What! I have watch’d ere now
All night for lesser cause, and ne’er been sick.
No, not a whit. What! I have watch’d before now All night for lesser cause, and ne’er been sick.
no, not a whit. what! i have watch’d before now all night for lesser cause, and ne’er been sick.
no, not a whit. what! i have watch’d ere now all night for l
Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time;
But I will watch you from such watching now.
Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time; But I will watch you from such watching now.
ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time; but i will watch you from such watching now.
ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time; but i will watc
Act 4-4 is Shakespeare using domestic comedy as an instrument of cruelty. The audience has just watched Juliet drink the potion. Now we watch her family bustle cheerfully toward a wedding that is already cancelled. Every 'make haste' is an irony. Every joke between Capulet and the servants plays against the silence upstairs. This structural technique — comedy immediately before catastrophe — is one of Shakespeare's most reliable devices. It makes the discovery in 4-5 land harder than if we'd simply cut straight there.
A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood!
A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood!
a jealous-hood, a jealous-hood!
a jealous-hood, a jealous-hood!
Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what.
Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what.
things for the cook, sir; but i know not what.
things for the cook, sir; but i know not what.
Make haste, make haste.
Make haste, make haste.
make haste, make haste.
make haste, make haste.
I have a head, sir, that will find out logs
And never trouble Peter for the matter.
I have a head, sir, that will find out logs And never trouble Peter for the matter.
i have a head, sir, that will find out logs and never trouble peter for the matter.
i have a head, sir, that will find out logs and never troubl
Lady Capulet's joke about Capulet being a 'mouse-hunt in your time' is one of the play's rare glimpses into the actual quality of the Capulets' marriage. It is not warm. There is a memory behind that line — of nights when his restless energy went elsewhere. She is teasing, but the tease has history in it. Against this backdrop, Capulet's genuine excitement about his daughter's wedding reads differently: he is not just exercising patriarchal authority. He is trying to do something right for his family, probably for the first time in a while. He just doesn't know it's too late.
Mass and well said; a merry whoreson, ha.
Thou shalt be loggerhead.—Good faith, ’tis day.
The County will be here with music straight,
For so he said he would. I hear him near.
Mass and well said; a merry whoreson, ha. Thou shalt be loggerhead.—Good faith, ’tis day. The County will be hbefore with music straight, For so he said he would. I hear him near.
mass and well said; a merry whoreson, ha. thou sha...
mass and well said; a merry whoreson, ha. thou shalt be logg
The Reckoning
Shakespeare places this scene of domestic bustle and comedy between Juliet drinking the potion and the Nurse's discovery of her body. The effect is devastating. The household is cheerful, purposeful, alive — and completely unaware that Juliet is lying on her bed in a death-like sleep. Every joke, every instruction, every 'make haste' is a knife. The wedding that was supposed to happen is never coming.
If this happened today…
A family is up at 3am before a big wedding. The father hasn't slept — he's directing caterers, teasing the cook, making everyone hustle. He calls upstairs for the bridesmaid to wake the bride. He's never been happier. Nobody knows.