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SCENE III. A room in Capulet's house.

Enter LADY CAPULET and Nurse

LADY CAPULET

Nurse, where's my daughter? call her forth to me.

Nurse

Now, by my maidenhead, at twelve year old,
I bade her come. What, lamb! what, ladybird!
God forbid! Where's this girl? What, Juliet!

Enter JULIET

JULIET

How now! who calls?

Nurse

Your mother.

JULIET

Madam, I am here.
What is your will?

LADY CAPULET

This is the matter:--Nurse, give leave awhile,
We must talk in secret:--nurse, come back again;
I have remember'd me, thou's hear our counsel.
Thou know'st my daughter's of a pretty age.

Nurse

Faith, I can tell her age unto an hour.

LADY CAPULET

She's not fourteen.

Nurse

I'll lay fourteen of my teeth,--
And yet, to my teeth be it spoken, I have but four--
She is not fourteen. How long is it now
To Lammas-tide?

LADY CAPULET

A fortnight and odd days.

Nurse

Even or odd, of all days in the year,
Come Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen.
Susan and she--God rest all Christian souls!--
Were of an age: well, Susan is with God;
She was too good for me: but, as I said,
On Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen;
That shall she, marry; I remember it well.
'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years;
And she was wean'd,--I never shall forget it,--
Of all the days of the year, upon that day:
For I had then laid wormwood to my dug,
Sitting in the sun under the dove-house wall;
My lord and you were then at Mantua:--
Nay, I do bear a brain:--but, as I said,
When it did taste the wormwood on the nipple
Of my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool,
To see it tetchy and fall out with the dug!
Shake quoth the dove-house: 'twas no need, I trow,
To bid me trudge:
And since that time it is eleven years;
For then she could stand alone; nay, by the rood,
She could have run and waddled all about;
For even the day before, she broke her brow:
And then my husband--God be with his soul!
A' was a merry man--took up the child:
'Yea,' quoth he, 'dost thou fall upon thy face?
Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit;
Wilt thou not, Jule?' and, by my holidame,
The pretty wretch left crying and said 'Ay.'
To see, now, how a jest shall come about!
I warrant, an I should live a thousand years,
I never should forget it: 'Wilt thou not, Jule?' quoth he;
And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay.'

LADY CAPULET

Enough of this; I pray thee, hold thy peace.

Nurse

Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh,
To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.'
And yet, I warrant, it had upon its brow
A bump as big as a young cockerel's stone;
A parlous knock; and it cried bitterly:
'Yea,' quoth my husband,'fall'st upon thy face?
Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age;
Wilt thou not, Jule?' it stinted and said 'Ay.'

JULIET

And stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I.

Nurse

Peace, I have done. God mark thee to his grace!
Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed:
An I might live to see thee married once,
I have my wish.

LADY CAPULET

Marry, that 'marry' is the very theme
I came to talk of. Tell me, daughter Juliet,
How stands your disposition to be married?

JULIET

It is an honour that I dream not of.

Nurse

An honour! were not I thine only nurse,
I would say thou hadst suck'd wisdom from thy teat.

LADY CAPULET

Well, think of marriage now; younger than you,
Here in Verona, ladies of esteem,
Are made already mothers: by my count,
I was your mother much upon these years
That you are now a maid. Thus then in brief:
The valiant Paris seeks you for his love.

Nurse

A man, young lady! lady, such a man
As all the world--why, he's a man of wax.

LADY CAPULET

Verona's summer hath not such a flower.

Nurse

Nay, he's a flower; in faith, a very flower.

LADY CAPULET

What say you? can you love the gentleman?
This night you shall behold him at our feast;
Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face,
And find delight writ there with beauty's pen;
Examine every married lineament,
And see how one another lends content
And what obscured in this fair volume lies
Find written in the margent of his eyes.
This precious book of love, this unbound lover,
To beautify him, only lacks a cover:
The fish lives in the sea, and 'tis much pride
For fair without the fair within to hide:
That book in many's eyes doth share the glory,
That in gold clasps locks in the golden story;
So shall you share all that he doth possess,
By having him, making yourself no less.

Nurse

No less! nay, bigger; women grow by men.

LADY CAPULET

Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love?

JULIET

I'll look to like, if looking liking move:
But no more deep will I endart mine eye
Than your consent gives strength to make it fly.

Enter a Servant

Servant

Madam, the guests are come, supper served up, you
called, my young lady asked for, the nurse cursed in
the pantry, and every thing in extremity. I must
hence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight.

LADY CAPULET

We follow thee.

Exit Servant

Juliet, the county stays.

Nurse

Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days.

Exeunt

凯普莱特夫人及乳媪上。

凯普莱特夫人奶妈,我的女儿呢?叫她出来见我。

乳媪凭着我十二岁时候的童贞发誓,我早就叫过她了。喂,小绵羊!喂,小鸟儿!上帝保佑!这孩子到什么地方去啦?喂,朱丽叶!

朱丽叶上。

朱丽叶什么事?谁叫我?

乳媪你的母亲。

朱丽叶母亲,我来了。您有什么吩咐?

凯普莱特夫人是这么一件事。奶妈,你出去一会儿。我们要谈些秘密的话。——奶妈,你回来吧;我想起来了,你也应当听听我们的谈话。你知道我的女儿年纪也不算怎么小啦。

乳媪对啊,我把她的生辰记得清清楚楚的。

凯普莱特夫人她现在还不满十四岁。

乳媪我可以用我的十四颗牙齿打赌——唉,说来伤心,我的牙齿掉得只剩四颗啦!——她还没有满十四岁呢。现在离开收获节还有多久?

凯普莱特夫人两个星期多一点。

乳媪不多不少,不先不后,到收获节的晚上她才满十四岁。苏珊跟她同年——上帝安息一切基督徒的灵魂!唉!苏珊是跟上帝在一起啦,我命里不该有这样一个孩子。可是我说过的,到收获节的晚上,她就要满十四岁啦;正是,一点不错,我记得清清楚楚的。自从地震那一年到现在,已经十一年啦;那时候她已经断了奶,我永远不会忘记,不先不后,刚巧在那一天;因为我在那时候用艾叶涂在奶头上,坐在鸽棚下面晒着太阳;老爷跟您那时候都在曼多亚。瞧,我的记性可不算坏。可是我说的,她一尝到我奶头上的艾叶的味道,觉得变苦啦,嗳哟,这可爱的小傻瓜!她就发起脾气来,把奶头摔开啦。那时候地震,鸽棚都在摇动呢:这个说来话长,算来也有十一年啦;后来她就慢慢地会一个人站得直挺挺的,还会摇呀摆的到处乱跑,就是在她跌破额角的那一天,我那去世的丈夫——上帝安息他的灵魂!他是个喜欢说说笑笑的人,把这孩子抱了起来,“啊!”他说,“你往前扑了吗?等你年纪一大,你就要往后仰了;是不是呀,朱丽?”谁知道这个可爱的坏东西忽然停住了哭声,说“嗯。”嗳哟,真把人都笑死了!要是我活到一千岁,我也再不会忘记这句话。“是不是呀,朱丽?”他说;这可爱的小傻瓜就停住了哭声,说“嗯。”

凯普莱特夫人得了得了,请你别说下去了吧。

乳媪是,太太。可是我一想到她会停往了哭说“嗯”,就禁不住笑起来。不说假话,她额角上肿起了像小雄鸡的睾丸那么大的一个包哩;她痛得放声大哭;“啊!”我的丈夫说,“你往前扑了吗?等你年纪一大,你就要往后仰了;是不是呀,朱丽?”她就停住了哭声,说“嗯。”

朱丽叶我说,奶妈,你也可以停住嘴了。

乳媪好,我不说啦,我不说啦。上帝保佑你!你是在我手里抚养长大的一个最可爱的小宝贝;要是我能够活到有一天瞧着你嫁了出去,也算了结我的一桩心愿啦。

凯普莱特夫人是呀,我现在就是要谈起她的亲事。朱丽叶,我的孩子,告诉我,要是现在把你嫁了出去,你觉得怎么样?

朱丽叶这是我做梦也没有想到过的一件荣誉。

乳媪一件荣誉!倘不是你只有我这一个奶妈,我一定要说你的聪明是从奶头上得来的。

凯普莱特夫人好,现在你把婚姻问题考虑考虑吧。在这儿维洛那城里,比你再年轻点儿的千金小姐们,都已经做了母亲啦。就拿我来说吧,我在你现在这样的年纪,也已经生下了你。废话用不着多说,少年英俊的帕里斯已经来向你求过婚啦。

乳媪真是一位好官人,小姐!像这样的一个男人,小姐,真是天下少有。嗳哟!他真是一位十全十美的好郎君。

凯普莱特夫人维洛那的夏天找不到这样一朵好花。

乳媪是啊,他是一朵花,真是一朵好花。

凯普莱特夫人你怎么说?你能不能喜欢这个绅士?今晚上在我们家里的宴会中间,你就可以看见他。从年轻的帕里斯的脸上,你可以读到用秀美的笔写成的迷人诗句;一根根齐整的线条,交织成整个一幅谐和的图画;要是你想探索这一卷美好的书中的奥秘,在他的眼角上可以找到微妙的诠释。这本珍贵的恋爱的经典,只缺少一帧可以使它相得益彰的封面;正像游鱼需要活水,美妙的内容也少不了美妙的外表陪衬。记载着金科玉律的宝籍,锁合在漆金的封面里,它的辉煌富丽为众目所共见;要是你做了他的封面,那么他所有的一切都属于你所有了。

乳媪何止如此!我们女人有了男人就富足了。

凯普莱特夫人简简单单地回答我,你能够接受帕里斯的爱吗?

朱丽叶要是我看见了他以后,能够发生好感,那么我是准备喜欢他的。可是我的眼光的飞箭,倘然没有得到您的允许,是不敢大胆发射出去的呢。

一仆人上。

仆人太太,客人都来了,餐席已经摆好了,请您跟小姐快些出去。大家在厨房里埋怨着奶妈,什么都乱成一团。我要侍候客人去;请您马上就来。

凯普莱特夫人我们就来了。朱丽叶,那伯爵在等着呢。

乳媪去,孩子,快去找天天欢乐,夜夜良宵。(同下。)