Oh God, my soul senses some evil coming! Ay, sir, but she will none, she gives you thanks. Comfort me, Nurse. Madam, if you could find out but a man To bear a poison, I would temper it, That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof, Soon sleep in quiet. And if all else fails, I have the power to take my own life. We’ll get revenge for it, don’t you worry. I must leave in order to live. Oh, do you think we will ever meet again? I’m not proud that you’ve done this, but I’m thankful. Even if you could, you couldn’t bring him back to life. It is not day. To go with Paris to Saint Peter’s Church. This is the wisest course. Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Good Father, I beseech you on my knees,Hear me with patience but to speak a word. It’s the lark that’s singing so harshly and out of tune. Oh, get going. What is this? It’s day. ... King Lear Modern Translation: Act 5, Scene 3; Modern Julius Caesar. Romeo and Juliet : Act 3, Scene 5 aloft : i.e. What do you say? For it excels your first. An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live. JULIET Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. Are you going to leave? Believe me, my love, it was the nightingale. Romeo’s a dishclout to him. That’s because the traitorous murderer still lives. How shall that faith return again to earth, Unless that husband send it me from heaven By leaving earth? The scene begins with Paris scattering flowers at Juliet’s closed tomb. Now, given the situation, I think it would be best if you married the count. My husband is alive on earth, our vows are up in heaven. Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play, Alone, in company, still my care hath been. What about it, wife? Right now I swear by Saint Peter’s Church and Peter too that he will not make me a joyful bride. Graze where you will, you shall not house with me. Oh Fortune, they all say that you are fickle. Instant downloads of all 1386 LitChart PDFs. Some say the lark and loathèd toad change eyes. What is this? This doth not so, for she divideth us. Find thou the means, and I’ll find such a man. When the sun sets the air drizzles dew. You’re wrong, my lord, to shout at her that way. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child. (Exit) JULIET Then, window, let day in, and let life out. I beg you, tell my father, madam, I won’t marry yet. I swear on the Church of Saint Peter and Peter himself, too, he will not make me a happy bride there. Hast thou not a word of joy? Having displeased my father, to Lawrence’s cell. What? ROMEO O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. You worthless bit of baggage! Oh, my heart hates hearing his name, and I cannot go to him to throw the love that I had for my cousin upon the body that killed him! The man will poison Romeo so that Romeo will soon be keeping Tybalt company in death. Yes. Do as you please, because I’m done with you. How I’d like to take my love for my cousin and take it out on the body of the man who killed him! Act like my daughter, and I’ll marry you to my friend. Let me be put to death. God’s bread! Either my eyesight fails, or thou look’st pale. Wilt thou be gone? Now I wish they’d switched voices as well, since that voice is ripping us from each other’s arms, and people will be hunting you. Some grief shows much of love, But much of grief shows still some want of wit. Text of ROMEO AND JULIET, Act 3, Scene 5, with notes, line numbers, and search function. Traduction de « Romeo and Juliet - Act 3 Scene 5 » par William Shakespeare, anglais → finnois Deutsch English Español Français Hungarian Italiano Nederlands Polski Português (Brasil) Română Svenska Türkçe Ελληνικά Български Русский Српски العربية فارسی 日本語 한국어 And in reply she says thanks, but no thanks. Damn old woman! Site activity. Oh, by this count I shall be much in years Ere I again behold my Romeo. That thou expect’st not, nor I looked not for. Think about that. What is this twisted logic! Here’s what I think. Counsel me.— Alack, alack, that heaven should practice stratagems Upon so soft a subject as myself.— What sayst thou? Out, you baggage! Hearing the approaching watch, Juliet unsheathes Romeo’s dagger and, saying, “O happy dagger, / This is thy sheath,” stabs herself (5.3.171). By my soul, I’ll never again acknowledge you or help you. Let’s talk. Thursday is soon. Since that’s the way things are, I think the best thing for you to do is to marry the count. Some grief shows a lot of love. So stay for a bit longer. It’s not yet close to daytime. Some say that the lark and the toad switched eyes. How now? You can buy the Arden text of this play from the Amazon.com online bookstore: Romeo and Juliet (Arden Shakespeare: Second Series) Entire play in one page. Either my eyesight is failing me, or you look pale. Romeo & Juliet in Modern English: Act 3, Scene 5 ‘You’re not going!’ said Juliet. Doth she not give us thanks? O God, I can’t stop imagining bad things happening! Let’s talk. Why, are you the Lady of Wisdom? Do not answer me. By my soul, I’ll never again acknowledge you or help you. Oh, by this count I’ll be so much older before I see you again, my Romeo. And when I do, I swear It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate, Rather than Paris. Who is ’t that calls? I'll go to the friar and ask for his help. She refuses? Curse you, you beast! Come on, death! Go inside and tell my mother that I’ve gone to Friar Laurence’s cell to make confession and be forgiven for my sins after displeasing my father like that. Now, by Saint Peter’s Church and Peter too, He shall not make me there a joyful bride. And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied. Thou need’st not to be gone. Teacher Editions with classroom activities for all 1386 titles we cover. Enter ROMEO and JULIET above, at the window JULIET Wilt thou be gone? This page contains the original text of Act 3, Scene 5 of Romeo & Juliet.Shakespeare’s original Romeo & Juliet text is extremely long, so we’ve split the text into one Act & Scene per page. Faith, here it is. A whining mammet, in her fortune’s tender, To answer “I’ll not wed,” “I cannot love,”, “I am too young,” “I pray you, pardon me.”—. An eagle, madam, Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye. Here comes your father, tell him so yourself and see how he takes it from you. Is there no pity sitting in the clouds That sees into the bottom of my grief?— O sweet my mother, cast me not away! One who, to put thee from thy heaviness, Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy That thou expect’st not, nor I looked not for. Are you going to weep forever about your cousin’s death? Now, I’ve gotten her a noble gentleman, who’s good-looking, young, well-educated, and honorable, who’s the man of any girl’s dreams. Disobedient wretch! If I stay, I’ll die. O most wicked fiend! You spoiled brat, don’t give me any more of these thanks or this pride. Or else make my wedding bed in the family crypt where Tybalt lies. Here comes your father. Hold your tongue,Good prudence. Romeo is banishèd, and all the world to nothing That he dares ne’er come back to challenge you. Sailing in this salt flood. How can you say “proud” and “I thank you” and “no thank you” and “not proud?”. Watch out. Is it my lady mother? Rather than Paris. It’s not yet that close to daytime. Line-by-line modern translations of every Shakespeare play and poem. Go inside and tell my mother that, because I made my father angry, I’ve gone to Friar Lawrence’s cell to confess and be absolved. What incredible news indeed! It is the lark that sings so out of tune. Here comes your father. An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets, For, by my soul, I’ll ne’er acknowledge thee, Nor what is mine shall never do thee good. I think it best you married with the county. “Proud,” and “I thank you,” and “I thank you not,” And yet “not proud”? Cover your heart with your hand and listen to my advice. What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? I’m confused by this sudden hurry. Capulet’s orchard. Indeed, my child, it’s next Thursday in the early morning, when Count Paris, the gallant, young, and noble gentleman, will make you a happy bride at Saint Peter’s Church. Your body is like the ship, sailing in the salt water of your tears. I’ll send to one in Mantua, Where that same banished runagate doth live, Shall give him such an unaccustomed dram That he shall soon keep Tybalt company. More light and light it grows. I’ll go to the friar to see if he has a solution. The original text plus a side-by-side modern translation of. Damned old lady! I’ll not be forsworn. Then weep no more. Having spent the night together, Romeo and Juliet must part ways in the morning. Don’t talk to me, you won’t get a word in return. What has happened to make her come to my room at such a strange hour? I doubt it not, and all these woes shall serveFor sweet discourses in our time to come. If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him That is renowned for faith? Consider it carefully. What, what, what, what? Well, girl, you’re weeping not for his death, but rather because the villain who murdered him still lives. Back to the Play. Well, girl, I suppose you’re weeping not so much for Tybalt’s death as you are for the fact that his killer still lives. They hem and haw for a while, until the Nurse enters and tells Juliet that her mother is on the way. ROMEO More light and light; more dark and dark our woes! From my heart and my soul too. So stay for a bit longer. How shall that faith return again to earth, Unless that husband send it me from heaven, Alack, alack, that heaven should practice stratagems. JULIET I'll go to the friar and ask for his help. More light and light, more dark and dark our woes! The only way not to be married is if he were dead in heaven instead of here on the earth. Indeed, I’ll never be satisfied with Romeo until I see him dead...dead is what my heart is like now on behalf of my cousin. Beshrew my very heart, I think you are happy in this second match, For it excels your first. Since that’s the way things are, I think the best thing for you to do is to marry the count. To help you escape your sadness, he has arranged a soon-to-come day of joy that you didn’t expect and that I had not considered. Damned old lady! It is not day. She doesn’t just say thank you? Well, you have comforted me greatly. Who, raging with thy tears, and they with them. You tallow face! How are you, my love? Joy is badly needed in this time. Smatter with your gossips, go. Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. You find a suitable poison, and I’ll find a suitable servant. And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. Save your wisdom for your gossiping buddies. Find thou the means, and I’ll find such a man.But now I’ll tell thee joyful tidings, girl. That’s not true, because the song divides the two of us. Who’s calling? Well, you have a father who cares for you, child. Some say the lark’s singing makes a sweet transition between day and night. Romeo’s a dishcloth compared to him. Get yourself to the church on Thursday or never look me in the face again. Then, since the case so stands as now it doth, I think it best you married with the county. Don’t reply. JULIET Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. She sickens me, the good-for-nothing. Word Count: 1199. Day and night, hour after hour, through tide and time, working or playing, alone or with company, I’ve worked to get her a fine match. Don’t you have even one happy word? Doth she not count her blessed. (He goeth down) JULIET Rather, it’s a pale reflection of the moon. Do you have any words of comfort? Oh, Fortune. Ay, husband, friend. When the sun sets the air doth drizzle dew, But for the sunset of my brother’s son It rains downright. Hunting thee hence with hunt’s-up to the day. She refuses? Are you up? Or if it did not, Your first is dead, or ’twere as good he were, As living here and you no use of him. Like this video? About “Romeo and Juliet Act 3 Scene 5” Romeo quickly leaves Juliet’s room in the morning despite her protestations. That’s not true, because the song divides the two of us. We don’t need it here. Soft, take me with you, take me with you, wife. Count on it. Still crying? Every minute without Romeo will seem like a day, and I shall be very old before I see you again, my Romeo. Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue, Which she hath praised him with above compare. What’s with you? Out on her, hilding! You disobedient wretch of a worthless girl! Read a translation of Act 4, scene 3 → Summary: Act 4, scenes 4–5. That he dares ne’er come back to challenge you. [Aside] Villain and he be many miles asunder. Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Detailed explanations, analysis, and citation info for every important quote on LitCharts. Eat wherever you want, except in my house. Hang thee, young baggage! How are you, my love? Doth she not count her blessed, Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought So worthy a gentleman to be her bride? They kiss. I’m too young. I admit it is the lark singing, sounding so out of tune and sharp in this moment. Either my eyes are failing, or you look very pale. Act 5, scene 3 Characters See a complete list of the characters in Romeo and Juliet and in-depth analyses of Romeo, Juliet, Friar Lawrence, Mercutio, and Nurse. ROMEO Farewell, farewell! A side-by-side No Fear translation of Romeo and Juliet Act 3 Scene 5 Page 9. Is there no God above that pities my grief? [JULIET rises] My fingers itch to slap you. After Capulet and Lady Capulet leave, Juliet begs her Nurse for help. , in the second-story acting space above the back of the main stage. My husband is alive on earth, our vows are up in heaven. We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not. You’re leaving? How is ’t, my soul? Your lady mother is coming to your chamber. ‘It’s not morning yet.’ Romeo lay down beside her again and kissed her. Is she not proud of the match? Are you going to weep forever about your cousin’s death? Romeo and Juliet : Act 3, Scene 5 aloft : i.e. Tell him so yourself. Go make your way as you wish, but you won’t live under my roof. If you want to be my child, I’ll give you away to Paris in marriage. A street. Thursday is near. Search all of SparkNotes Search. If I feel the loss so much, I can’t help but keep crying for my friend. For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea. All Site Content Romeo and Juliet Act 3 Scene 5. I think you are happy in this second match. I’ll say the grayness over there is not the coming morning. Romeo’s just a dishcloth compared to him! Thou counterfeit’st a bark, a sea, a wind. Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed In that dim monument where Tybalt lies. These are news indeed! That light isn’t daylight, I know it. Talk not to me, for I’ll not speak a word. [To JULIET] What’s with you? Come, death, and welcome! Go, get away from here, away! Goodbye. And even if he didn’t, your first husband is dead, or as good as dead, since Romeo doesn’t live here and you don’t get to enjoy him. 32,108 views. How can you say “proud” and “I thank you” and “no thank you” and “not proud?” You spoiled brat, don’t give me these “thank you no thank yous” and “proud not prouds.” Just get yourself together for Thursday when you’ll be going with Paris to Saint Peter’s Church. Yes, madam, because he lives outside the reach of my hands. Let me be taken, and let me be put to death--I’m happy as long as you wish it. Some say the lark makes sweet division. Having spent the night together, Romeo and Juliet must part ways in the morning. Go talk to your fellow gossips somewhere, go. In fact, I’ll never be satisfied with Romeo until I see him...dead is the way my poor heart feels when I think of my poor cousin. I’m not joking. What, what, what, what? I wish that I was the only one who could avenge my cousin’s death! Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear. And then, I hope, you’ll be satisfied. Romeo and Juliet Act 4 Scene 2 22. Languages: native Finnish, fluent English, studied French, German, Italian, Swedish. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child. Comfort me, Nurse. But too much grief makes you look silly. Don’t, and you can beg, starve, and die in the streets. I would the fool were married to her grave! Vietnamese students, therefore, know about Shakespeare and Romeo and Juliet through the translations of this scene only. Is it more of a sin to wish me to go back on my vows, or to say terrible things about my husband when she had praised him as a man without compare so many thousand times before? Rather, it’s a pale reflection of the moon. The bark thy body is, Sailing in this salt flood. Why would I marry this would-be husband before he’s even come to court me? But much of grief shows still some want of wit. Enter PARIS, and his Page bearing flowers and a torch PARIS Who’s calling? It is the lark that sings so out of tune, Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps. Still, let me weep for such a heavy loss. Be fickle, Fortune. Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play, Alone, in company, still my care hath been To have her matched. PDF downloads of all 1386 LitCharts literature guides, and of every new one we publish. Do what you want, for I’m done with you. When the sun sets the air doth drizzle dew. Instead send him back to Verona soon. I’ll say the grayness over there is not the coming morning. Oh, she is the most wicked foe! Mother, if you could just find a servant to carry the poison, I’d fix it so that Romeo would be killed right away after drinking it. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Art thou gone so, love, lord? Curse my heart, but I think you’re lucky to have this second husband, because he surpasses your first. Indeed, I never shall be satisfied With Romeo, till I behold him—dead— Is my poor heart for a kinsman vexed. Tell me what to do. How I’d like to take my love for my cousin and take it out on the body of the man who killed him! Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. I won’t miss any opportunity to send you my greetings, love. Lay hand on heart, advise. Definitions and examples of 136 literary terms and devices. I beg you, tell my father, madam, I won’t marry yet. But when the son of my brother died, the rain came in a downpour. Farewell, farewell. That may convey my greetings, love, to thee. It is, it is. Night’s candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. Disobedient wretch! Out, you green sickness, carrion! Quiet, you mumbling fool! Well, you’ve been marvellously comforting. I can’t be proud of something I can’t stand, but I can be thankful for anything if it was done with good intentions. As Romeo leaves, the two wonder if they’ll see each other again. SCENE V. Capulet's orchard. And if he does come back, he can only do so by sneaking in. How can those vows come back down to earth, unless my husband dies and goes to heaven and sends them back down by doing so? Doth she not give us thanks? By God! Oh, oh, why does God play like this with someone as small as me? Delay this marriage for a month, or just a week. Act III, Scene 5. My love, look at the streaks illuminating the clouds parting in the east. I’d rather stay than go. Each night the nightingale sings on that pomegranate tree. Day has arrived. Oh, sweet mother, don’t throw me out! Trust me, my love, in my eyes you look pale as well. Is she not proud of the match? If you are so fickle, what will you do to Romeo, who is so renowned for being faithful? Act 3, Scene 5 . If all else fail, myself have power to die. Actually understand Romeo and Juliet Act 3, Scene 3. Think about it. And why is that, my lady of such wisdom? one kiss, and I'll descend. Oh God! You'd be welcome here! Juliet wills it so.— How is ’t, my soul? But I can be thankful for what I hate, if it was meant with love. It seems to me that, standing down there as you are, you look as if you are lying dead in the bottom of a tomb. Your father, to alleviate your grief, has arranged a joyful day for you, which neither you nor I anticipated. Nor what is mine shall never do thee good. It was the nightingale, and not the lark. Summary and Analysis Act III: Scene 5 When Capulet refused, in Act I, Scene 2, to consent to his daughter's marriage to Paris unless she also was willing, he seemed concerned for Juliet's welfare. Don’t answer me. Romeo and Juliet Romeo and Juliet wake from their slumber together The Nightingale - Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly trained. The lighter it gets, the darker is our misery. Get going, be gone, go away! How, will she none? You can buy the Arden text of this play from the Amazon.com online bookstore: Romeo and Juliet (Arden Shakespeare: Second Series) Entire play in one page. It makes me angry! In that case you will feel the loss, but the friend you weep for will not. And then after all of that to have a wretched, blubbering fool, like a whiny baby, look at her good luck and say “I won’t get married, I’m not in love, I’m too young, sorry, forgive me.”. Ancient damnation! Trust to ’t, bethink you. I doubt it not, and all these woes shall serve. All day and night, in work and play, time after time, alone and in company, my goal has always been to have her married. ACT 3 SCENE 5 CAPULET Gods bread, It makes me mad. Nor is that sound the lark with its notes echoing in the heavens above us. Go spread your wise advice to some gossip, we don’t need that here. Have you told her about my decision? The man will poison Romeo so that Romeo will soon be keeping Tybalt company in death. Help me, advise me. Have you told her about our announcement? You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so. SCENE III. I’ll take every opportunity to send my love to you. Romeo’s a dishcloth compared to him. Oh, I hate to hear his name and not be able to go after him! Not proud you have, but thankful that you have.Proud can I never be of what I hate,But thankful even for hate that is meant love. Please just listen to me for a few words. What could possibly be her reason for coming to see me? Don’t speak to me, don’t reply, don’t answer. Do you think you can wash him out of his grave with tears? Then, since the case so stands as now it doth. Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray. Romeo’s banished. I feel like I could hit you. And if you refuse to go, I’ll drag you there. Instead send him back to Verona soon. Think about it. You’re like a ship, the sea, and the winds. And then, I hope, you’ll be satisfied. Search all of SparkNotes Search. Oh, I hate to hear his name and not be able to go after him! Your lady mother is coming to your chamber. The sound you just heard was a nightingale, not a lark. It is. Cover your heart with your hand and listen to my advice. I’ll tell you what: get yourself to church on Thursday or never again look me in the face. The stars have disappeared, and the cheerful day is reaching up over the eastern mountaintops. Some say the lark and the disgusting toad traded eyes. Right now I swear by Saint Peter’s Church and Peter too that he will not make me a joyful bride. 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