Delay this marriage for a month, a week;
Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.
Lady Cap. Talk not to me, for I'll not speak a word. 204
Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee. Exit.
Jul. O God! O nurse! how shall this be prevented?
My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven;
How shall that faith return again to earth, 208
Unless that husband send it me from heaven
By leaving earth? comfort me, counsel me.
Alack, alack! that heaven should practise stratagems
Upon so soft a subject as myself! 212
What sayst thou? hast thou not a word of joy?
Some comfort, nurse?
Nurse. Faith, here it is. Romeo
Is banished; and all the world to nothing
That he dares ne'er come back to challenge you;
Or, if he do, it needs must be by stealth. 217
Then, since the case so stands as now it doth,
I think it best you married with the county.
O! he's a lovely gentleman; 220
Romeo's a dishclout to him: an eagle, madam,
Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye
As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart,
I think you are happy in this second match, 224
For it excels your first: or if it did not,
Your first is dead; or 'twere as good he were,
As living here and you no use of him.
Jul. Speakest thou from thy heart?
Nurse. And from my soul, too; 228
Or else beshrew them both.
207 faith: pledged fidelity
211 practise stratagems: perform deeds of violence
216 challenge: lay claim to
222 green; cf. n.
