Scene V. Juliet's Chamber; Juliet on the bed.
[Enter Nurse.]
NURSE.
Mistress! — what, mistress! — Juliet! — fast, I warrant her, she: —
Why, lamb! — why, lady! — fie, you slug-abed! —
Why, love, I say! — madam! sweetheart! — why, bride! —
What, not a word? — you take your pennyworths now;
Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant,
The County Paris hath set up his rest
That you shall rest but little. — God forgive me!
Marry, and amen, how sound is she asleep!
I needs must wake her. — Madam, madam, madam! —
Ay, let the county take you in your bed;
He'll fright you up, i' faith. — Will it not be?
What, dress'd! and in your clothes! and down again!
I must needs wake you. — lady! lady! lady! —
Alas, alas! — Help, help! My lady's dead! —
O, well-a-day that ever I was born! —
Some aqua-vitae, ho! — my lord! my lady!
[Enter Lady Capulet.]
Lady Capulet
What noise is here?
NURSE.
O lamentable day!
