Original Text |
Modern Text |
Enter FRIAR LAWRENCE and
PARIS
|
FRIAR LAWRENCE and
PARISenter.
|
FRIAR LAWRENCE On Thursday, sir? The time is very short.
|
FRIAR LAWRENCE On Thursday, sir? That’s very soon.
|
PARIS My father Capulet will have it so,
And I am nothing slow to slack his haste.
|
PARIS That’s how my future father-in-law Capulet wants it, and
I’m not dragging my feet.
|
FRIAR LAWRENCE You say you do not know the lady’s mind.
5Uneven is the course. I like it not.
|
FRIAR LAWRENCE You say you don’t know what the girl thinks.
That’s a rocky road to be riding. I don’t like
it.
|
PARIS Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt’s death,
And therefore have I little talked of love,
For Venus smiles not in a house of tears.
Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous
10That she do give her sorrow so much sway,
And in his wisdom hastes our marriage
To stop the inundation of her tears—
Which, too much minded by herself alone,
May be put from her by society.
15Now do you know the reason of this haste.
|
PARIS She’s grieving too much over the death of Tybalt. So I
haven’t had the chance to talk to her about love. Romantic
love doesn’t happen when people are in mourning. Now, sir,
her father thinks it’s dangerous that she allows herself to
become so sad. He’s being smart by rushing our marriage to
stop her from crying. She cries too much by herself. If she had
someone to be with her, she would stop crying. Now you know the
reason for the rush.
|
FRIAR LAWRENCE
(aside) I would I knew not why it
should be slowed.—
Look, sir, here comes the lady toward my cell.
|
FRIAR LAWRENCE
(to himself) I wish I
didn’t know the reason why the marriage should be slowed
down.
Look, sir, here comes the lady walking toward my cell.
|
Enter JULIET
|
JULIET enters.
|
PARIS Happily met, my lady and my wife.
|
PARIS I’m happy to meet you, my lady and my wife.
|
JULIET That may be, sir, when I may be a wife.
|
JULIET That might be the case sir, after
I’m married.
|