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? 28
Par. My lord, I would that Thursday were to-morrow.
Cap. Well, get you gone: o' Thursday be it then.
Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed,
Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day. 32
Farewell, my lord. Light to my chamber, ho!
Afore me! it is so very late, that we
May call it early by and by, Good-night. Exeunt.
Scene Five
[Capulet's Orchard]
Enter Romeo and Juliet aloft.
Jul. 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 yon pomegranate tree: 4
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: 8
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.
Jul. Yon light is not daylight, I know it, I:
It is some meteor that the sun exhales, 13
To be to thee this night a torch-bearer,
And light thee on thy way to Mantua:
25 held: regarded
32 against: in expectation of
34 Afore me: God before me
8 lace: stripe
