Friar Laurence 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. Read more about Act 2, Scene 6: Popup Note Index Item: "Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow"
Friar Laurence 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. Read more about Act 2, Scene 6: Popup Note Index Item: "love moderately; long love doth so"
Nurse 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 burden soon at night. Go; I'll to dinner. Hie you to the cell. Read more about Act 2, Scene 5: Popup Note Index Item: "bear the burden"
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. Read more about Act 2, Scene 5: Popup Note Index Item: "wanton"
[In front of the Capulet house. Enter Juliet] Juliet The clock struck nine when I did send the nurse; In half an hour she promised to return. Perchance she cannot meet him — that's not so. O, she is lame! Love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams Driving back shadows over louring hills. Therefore do nimble-pinioned doves draw Love, And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings. Now is the sun upon the highmost hill Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve Is three long hours, yet she is not come. Read more about Act 2, Scene 5: Popup Note Index Item: "wind-swift Cupid wings"
Nurse Doth not rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter? Romeo Ay, nurse; what of that? Both with an ‘R’. Nurse Ah, mocker, that's the dog's name; ‘R’ is for the — No, I know it begins with some other letter; and she hath the prettiest sententious of it, of you and rosemary, that it would do you good to hear it. Romeo Commend me to thy lady. Read more about Act 2, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "sententious"
Nurse Well, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady. Lord, Lord, when 'twas a little prating thing — O there is a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would fain lay knife aboard; but she, good soul, had as lief see a toad, a very toad, as see him. I anger her sometimes and tell her that Paris is the properer man; but, I'll warrant you, when I say so she looks as pale as any clout in the versal world. Doth not rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter? Read more about Act 2, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "lay knife aboard"
Romeo What sayest thou, my dear nurse? Nurse Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say, 'Two may keep counsel, putting one away'? Romeo Warrant thee, my man's as true as steel. Read more about Act 2, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "Two may keep counsel, putting one away"
Peter I saw no man use you at his pleasure. If I had, my weapon should quickly have been out, I warrant you. I dare draw as soon as another man, if I see occasion in a good quarrel, and the law on my side. Nurse Now, afore God, I am so vexed, that every part about me quivers. Scurvy knave! [To Romeo] Pray you, sir, Read more about Act 2, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "quiver"
Nurse If you be he, sir, I desire some confidence with you. Benvolio She will indite him to some supper. Read more about Act 2, Scene 4: Popup Note Index Item: "confidence" and "indite"
