Cap.
What, is my daughter gone to friar Lawrence?

Nurse.
Ay, forsooth.

Cap.
Well, he may chance to do some good on her;
A peevish self-will'd harlotry it is. Enter Juliet.

Nurse.
See, where she comes from shrift, with merry look!

Cap.
How now, my head-strong? Where have you been gadding?

Jul.
Where I have learnt me to repent the sin
Of disobedient opposition
To you and your behests;† ^note and am enjoin'd
By holy Lawrence, to fall prostrate here,
And beg your pardon; pardon, I beseech you!
Henceforward I am ever rul'd by you.

Cap.
Send for the County, go tell him of this,
I'll have this knot knit up, to-morrow morning.

Jul.
I met the youthful lord at Lawrence' cell,
And gave him what becoming love I might,
Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty.

Cap.
Why, I am glad on't, this is well, Stand up;
Now, afore Heav'n, this reverend holy friar,—
All our whole city is much bound to him.

Jul.
Nurse, will you go with me into my closet,
To help me sort such needful ornaments,
As you think fit, to furnish me, to-morrow?

La. Cap.
No, not 'till Thursday, there is time enough.

Cap.
Go, nurse, go with her; we'll to church, tomorrow. [Exeunt Juliet and Nurse.

La. Cap.
We shall be short in our provision;
'Tis now near night.

Cap.
Tush, all things shall be well.
Go thou to Juliet, help to deck her up;
I'll not to bed, but walk myself to Paris,
T' appoint him 'gainst to-morrow. My heart's light,
Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd. [Exeunt Capulet and Lady Capulet.

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