Scene V. Capulet’s orchard.

           EnterJuliet

           JulietTheclockstruckninewhenIdidsendthenurse;

           Inhalfanhourshepromisedtoreturn.

           Perchanceshecannotmeethim:that’snotso.

           O,sheislame!love’sheraldsshouldbethoughts,

           Whichtentimesfasterglidethanthesun’sbeams,

           Drivingbackshadowsoverlouringhills:

           Thereforedonimble-pinion’ddovesdrawlove,

           Andthereforehaththewind-swiftCupidwings.

           Nowisthesunuponthehighmosthill

           Ofthisday’sjourney,andfromninetilltwelve

           Isthreelonghours,yetsheisnotcome.

           Hadsheaffectionsandwarmyouthfulblood,

           Shewouldbeasswiftinmotionasaball;

           Mywordswouldbandyhertomysweetlove,

           Andhistome:

           Butoldfolks,manyfeignastheyweredead;

           Unwieldy,slow,heavyandpaleaslead.

           OGod,shecomes!

           EnterNurseandPeter

           Ohoneynurse,whatnews?

           Hastthoumetwithhim?Sendthymanaway.

           NursePeter,stayatthegate.