Act+4,+Scene+2+Hall+in+Capulet's+house.

//Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, Nurse, and two Servingmen// **CAPULET** So many guests invite as here are writ. //Exit First Servant// Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks. **Second Servant** You shall have none ill, sir; for I'll try if they can lick their fingers. **CAPULET** How canst thou try them so? **Second Servant** Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers: therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with me. **CAPULET** Go, be gone. //Exit Second Servant// We shall be much unfurnished for this time. What, is my daughter gone to Friar Laurence? **Nurse** Ay, forsooth. **CAPULET** Well, he may chance to do some good on her: A peevish self-will'd harlotry it is. **Nurse** See where she comes from shrift with merry look. //Enter JULIET// **CAPULET** How now, my headstrong! where have you been gadding? **JULIET** Where I have learn'd me to repent the sin Of disobedient opposition To you and your behests, and am enjoin'd By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here, And beg your pardon: pardon, I beseech you! Henceforward I am ever ruled by you. **CAPULET** Send for the county; go tell him of this: I'll have this knot knit up to-morrow morning. **JULIET** I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell; And gave him what becomed love I might, Not step o'er the bounds of modesty. **CAPULET** Why, I am glad on't; this is well: stand up: This is as't should be. Let me see the county; Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither. Now, afore God! this reverend holy friar, Our whole city is much bound to him. **JULIET** 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? **LADY CAPULET** No, not till Thursday; there is time enough. **CAPULET** Go, nurse, go with her: we'll to church to-morrow. //Exeunt JULIET and Nurse// **LADY CAPULET** We shall be short in our provision: 'Tis now near night. **CAPULET** Tush, I will stir about, And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife: Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her; I'll not to bed to-night; let me alone; I'll play the housewife for this once. What, ho! They are all forth. Well, I will walk myself To County Paris, to prepare him up Against to-morrow: my heart is wondrous light, Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd. //Exeunt//
 * SCENE II. Hall in Capulet's house.**