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SCENE II. A street.

Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and Servant

CAPULET

But Montague is bound as well as I,
In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think,
For men so old as we to keep the peace.

PARIS

Of honourable reckoning are you both;
And pity 'tis you lived at odds so long.
But now, my lord, what say you to my suit?

CAPULET

But saying o'er what I have said before:
My child is yet a stranger in the world;
She hath not seen the change of fourteen years,
Let two more summers wither in their pride,
Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride.

PARIS

Younger than she are happy mothers made.

CAPULET

And too soon marr'd are those so early made.
The earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but she,
She is the hopeful lady of my earth:
But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,
My will to her consent is but a part;
An she agree, within her scope of choice
Lies my consent and fair according voice.
This night I hold an old accustom'd feast,
Whereto I have invited many a guest,
Such as I love; and you, among the store,
One more, most welcome, makes my number more.
At my poor house look to behold this night
Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light:
Such comfort as do lusty young men feel
When well-apparell'd April on the heel
Of limping winter treads, even such delight
Among fresh female buds shall you this night
Inherit at my house; hear all, all see,
And like her most whose merit most shall be:
Which on more view, of many mine being one
May stand in number, though in reckoning none,
Come, go with me.

To Servant, giving a paper

Go, sirrah, trudge about
Through fair Verona; find those persons out
Whose names are written there, and to them say,
My house and welcome on their pleasure stay.

Exeunt CAPULET and PARIS

Servant

Find them out whose names are written here! It is
written, that the shoemaker should meddle with his
yard, and the tailor with his last, the fisher with
his pencil, and the painter with his nets; but I am
sent to find those persons whose names are here
writ, and can never find what names the writing
person hath here writ. I must to the learned.--In good time.

Enter BENVOLIO and ROMEO

BENVOLIO

Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning,
One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish;
Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning;
One desperate grief cures with another's languish:
Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.

ROMEO

Your plaintain-leaf is excellent for that.

BENVOLIO

For what, I pray thee?

ROMEO

For your broken shin.

BENVOLIO

Why, Romeo, art thou mad?

ROMEO

Not mad, but bound more than a mad-man is;
Shut up in prison, kept without my food,
Whipp'd and tormented and--God-den, good fellow.

Servant

God gi' god-den. I pray, sir, can you read?

ROMEO

Ay, mine own fortune in my misery.

Servant

Perhaps you have learned it without book: but, I
pray, can you read any thing you see?

ROMEO

Ay, if I know the letters and the language.

Servant

Ye say honestly: rest you merry!

ROMEO

Stay, fellow; I can read.

Reads

'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters;
County Anselme and his beauteous sisters; the lady
widow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his lovely
nieces; Mercutio and his brother Valentine; mine
uncle Capulet, his wife and daughters; my fair niece
Rosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousin
Tybalt, Lucio and the lively Helena.' A fair
assembly: whither should they come?

Servant

Up.

ROMEO

Whither?

Servant

To supper; to our house.

ROMEO

Whose house?

Servant

My master's.

ROMEO

Indeed, I should have ask'd you that before.

Servant

Now I'll tell you without asking: my master is the
great rich Capulet; and if you be not of the house
of Montagues, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine.
Rest you merry!

Exit

BENVOLIO

At this same ancient feast of Capulet's
Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest,
With all the admired beauties of Verona:
Go thither; and, with unattainted eye,
Compare her face with some that I shall show,
And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.

ROMEO

When the devout religion of mine eye
Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires;
And these, who often drown'd could never die,
Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars!
One fairer than my love! the all-seeing sun
Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun.

BENVOLIO

Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by,
Herself poised with herself in either eye:
But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd
Your lady's love against some other maid
That I will show you shining at this feast,
And she shall scant show well that now shows best.

ROMEO

I'll go along, no such sight to be shown,
But to rejoice in splendor of mine own.

Exeunt

凯普莱特、帕里斯及仆人上。

凯普莱特可是蒙太古也负着跟我同样的责任;我想像我们这样有了年纪的人,维持和平还不是难事。

帕里斯你们两家都是很有名望的大族,结下了这样不解的冤仇,真是一件不幸的事。可是,老伯,您对于我的求婚有什么见教?

凯普莱特我的意思早就对您表示过了。我的女儿今年还没有满十四岁,完全是一个不懂事的孩子;再过两个夏天,才可以谈到亲事。

帕里斯比她年纪更小的人,都已经做了幸福的母亲了。

凯普莱特早结果的树木一定早雕。我在这世上已经什么希望都没有了,只有她是我的唯一的安慰。可是向她求爱吧,善良的帕里斯,得到她的欢心;只要她愿意,我的同意是没有问题的。今天晚上,我要按照旧例,举行一次宴会,邀请许多亲友参加;您也是我所要邀请的一个,请您接受我的最诚意的欢迎。在我的寒舍里,今晚您可以见到灿烂的群星翩然下降,照亮黑暗的天空;在蓓蕾一样娇艳的女郎丛里,您可以充分享受青春的愉快,正像盛装的四月追随着残冬的足迹降临人世,在年轻人的心里充满着活跃的欢欣一样。您可以听一个够,看一个饱,从许多美貌的女郎中间,连我的女儿也在内,拣一个最好的做您的意中人。来,跟我去。(以一纸交仆)你到维洛那全城去走一转,挨着这单子上一个一个的名字去找人,请他们到我的家里来。(凯普莱特、帕里斯同下。)

仆人挨着这单子上的名字去找人!人家说,鞋匠的针线,裁缝的钉锤,渔夫的笔,画师的网,各人有各人的职司;可是我们的老爷却叫我挨着这单子上的名字去找人,我怎么知道写字的人在这上面写着些什么?我一定要找个识字的人。来得正好。

班伏里奥及罗密欧上。

班伏里奥不,兄弟,新的火焰可以把旧的火焰扑灭,大的苦痛可以使小的苦痛减轻;头晕目眩的时候,只要转身向后;一桩绝望的忧伤,也可以用另一桩烦恼把它驱除。给你的眼睛找一个新的迷惑,你的原来的痼疾就可以霍然脱体。

罗密欧你的药草只好医治——

班伏里奥医治什么?

罗密欧医治你的跌伤的胫骨。

班伏里奥怎么,罗密欧,你疯了吗?

罗密欧我没有疯,可是比疯人更不自由;关在牢狱里,不进饮食,挨受着鞭挞和酷刑——晚安,好朋友!

仆人晚安!请问先生,您念过书吗?

罗密欧是的,这是我的不幸中的资产。

仆人也许您只会背诵;可是请问您会不会看着字一个一个地念?

罗密欧我认得的字,我就会念。

仆人您说得很老实;愿您一生快乐!(欲去。)

罗密欧等一等,朋友;我会念。“玛丁诺先生暨夫人及诸位令嫒;安赛尔美伯爵及诸位令妹;寡居之维特鲁维奥夫人;帕拉森西奥先生及诸位令侄女;茂丘西奥及其令弟凡伦丁;凯普莱特叙父暨婶母及诸位贤妹;罗瑟琳贤侄女;里维娅;伐伦西奥先生及其令表弟提伯尔特;路西奥及活泼之海丽娜。”好一群名士贤媛!请他们到什么地方去?

仆人到——

罗密欧哪里?

仆人到我们家里吃饭去。

罗密欧谁的家里?

仆人我的主人的家里。

罗密欧对了,我该先问你的主人是谁才是。

仆人您也不用问了,我就告诉您吧。我的主人就是那个有财有势的凯普莱特;要是您不是蒙太古家里的人,请您也来跟我们喝一杯酒,愿您一生快乐!(下。)

班伏里奥在这一个凯普莱特家里按照旧例举行的宴会中间,你所热恋的美人罗瑟琳也要跟着维洛那城里所有的绝色名媛一同去赴宴。你也到那儿去吧,用着不带成见的眼光,把她的容貌跟别人比较比较,你就可以知道你的天鹅不过是一只乌鸦罢了。

罗密欧要是我的虔敬的眼睛会相信这种谬误的幻象,那么让眼泪变成火焰,把这一双罪状昭著的异教邪徒烧成灰烬吧!比我的爱人还美!烛照万物的太阳,自有天地以来也不曾看见过一个可以和她媲美的人。

班伏里奥嘿!你看见她的时候,因为没有别人在旁边,你的两只眼睛里只有她一个人,所以你以为她是美丽的;可是在你那水晶的天秤里,要是把你的恋人跟另外一个我可以在这宴会里指点给你看的美貌的姑娘同时较量起来,那么她现在虽然仪态万方,那时候就要自惭形秽了。

罗密欧我倒要去这一次;不是去看你所说的美人,只要看看我自己的爱人怎样大放光彩,我就心满意足了。(同下。)