罗密欧与朱丽叶英文原版剧本第二幕

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Scene One

A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard．

［Enter ROMEO］

ROMEO

Can I go forward when my heart is here？Turn back，dull earth，and find thy centre out．

［He climbs the wall，and leaps down within it］

［Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIO］

BENVOLIO

Romeo！my cousin Romeo！

MERCUTIO

He is wise；And，on my lie，hath stol'n him home to bed．

BENVOLIO

He ran this way，and leap'd this orchard wall：Call，good Mercutio．

MERCUTIO

Nay，I'll conjure too．Romeo！humours！madman！passion！lover！Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh：Speak but one rhyme，and I am satisfied；Cry but 'Ay me！'pronounce but'love' and'dove；' Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word，One nick-name for her purblind son and heir，Young Adam Cupid，he that shot so trim，When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid！He hearethnot，he stirreth not，he moveth not；The ape is dead，and I must conjure him．I conjure theeby Rosaline's bright eyes，By her high forehead and her scarlet lip，By her fine foot，straight leg and qnivering thigh And the demesnes that there adjacent⒀ lie，That in thy likeness thou appear to us！

BENVOLIO

And if he hear thee，thou wilt anger him．

MERCUTIO

This cannot anger him：'twouldanger him To raise a spirit in his mistress' circle Of some strange nature，letting it there stand Till she had laid it and conjured it down；That were some spite：my invocation Is fair and honest，and in his mistress' name I conjure only but to raise up him．

BENVOLIO

Come，he hath hid himself among these trees，To be consorted with the humorous night：Blind is his love and best befits the dark．

MERCUTIO

If love be blind，love cannot hit the mark．Now will he sit under a medler tree，And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit As maids call medlars，when they laugh alone．Romeo，that she were，O，that she were An open et caetera，thou a poperin pear！Romeo，good night：I'll to my truckle－bed；This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep：Come，shall we go？

BENVOLIO

Go，then；for 'tis in vain To seek him here that means not to be found．

［Exeunt ］

Scene Two

Capulet's orchard．

［Enter ROMEO］

ROMEO

He jests at scars that never felt a wound．

［JULIET appears above at a window］

But，soft！what light through yonder window breaks？It is the east，and Juliet is the sun．Arise，fair sun，and kill the envious moon，Who is already sick and pale with grief，That thou her maid art far more fair than she：Be not her maid，since she is envious；Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it；castit off．It is my lady，O，it is my love！O，that she knew she were！She speaks yet she says nothing：what of that？Her eye discourses；I will answer it．I am too bold，'tis not to me she speaks：Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven，Having some business，do entreat her eyes To twinklein their spheres till they return．What if her eyes were there，they in her head？The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars，As daylight doth a lamp；her eyes in heavenWould through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night．See，how she leans her cheek upon her hand！O，that I were a glove upon that hand，That I might touch that cheek！

JULIET

Ay me！

ROMEO

She speaks：O，speak again，bright angel！for thou art As glorious to this night，being o'er my head As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gazeon himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosomof the air．

JULIET

O Romeo，Romeo！whereforeart thou Romeo？Deny thy father and refuse thy name；Or，if thou wilt not，be but sworn my love，And I'll no longer be a Capulet．

ROMEO

［Aside］Shall I hear more，or shall I speak at this？

JULIET

'Tisbut thy name that is my enemy；Thou art thyself，though not a Montague．What's Montague？it is nor hand，nor foot，Nor arm，nor face，nor any other part Belonging to a man．O，be some other name！What's in a name？that which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet；So Romeo would，were he not Romeo call'd，Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title．Romeo，doffthy name，And for that name which is no part of thee Take all myself．

ROMEO

I take thee at thy word：Call me but love，and I'll be new baptized；HenceforthI never will be Romeo．

JULIET

What man art thou that thus bescreen'din night So stumblest on my counsel？

ROMEO

By a nameI know not haw to tell thee who I am：My name，dear saint，is hateful to myself，Because it is an enemy to thee；Had I it written，I would tear the word．

JULIET

My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words Of that tongue's utterance，yet I know the sound：Art thou not Romeo and a Montague？

ROMEO

Neither，fair saint，if either thee dislike．

JULIET

How camest thou hither，tell me，and wherefore？The orchard walls are high and hard to climb，And the place death，considering who thou art，If any of my kinsmen find thee here．

ROMEO

With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls；For stonylimits cannot hold love out，And what love can do that dares love attempt；Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me．

JULIET

If they do see thee，they will murder thee．

ROMEO

Alack，there lies more peril in thineeye Than twenty of their swords：look thou but sweet，And I am proof against their enmity．

JULIET

I would not for the world they saw thee here．

ROMEO

I have night's cloak to hide me from their sight；And but thou love me，let them find me here：My life were better ended by their hate，Than death prorogued，wanting of thy love．

JULIET

By whose direction found'st thou out this place？

ROMEO

By love，who first did prompt me to inquire；He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes．I am no pilot；yet，wert thou as far As that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea，I would adventure for such merchandise．

JULIET

Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face，Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night Fain would I dwell on form，fain，fain deny What I have spoke：but farewellcompliment！Dost thou love me？I know thou wilt say'Ay，' And I will take thy word：yet if thou swear'st，Thou mayst prove false；at lovers'perjuriesThen say，Jove laughs．O gentle Romeo，If thou dost love，pronounce it faithfully：Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won，I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay，So thou wilt woo；but else，not for the world．In truth，fair Montague，I am too fond，And therefore thou mayst think my'havior light：But trust me，gentleman，I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange．I should have been more strange，I must confess，But that thou overheard'st，ereI was ware，My true love's passion：therefore pardon me，And not impute this yielding to light love，Which the dark night hath so discovered．

ROMEO

Lady，by yonder blessed moon I swear That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops——

JULIET

O，swear not by the moon，the inconstant moon，That monthly changes in her circled orb，Lest that thy love prove likewise variable．

ROMEO

What shall I swear by？

JULIET

Do not swear at all；Or，if thou wilt，swear by thy gracious self，Which is the god of my idolatry，And I'll believe thee．

ROMEO

If my heart's dear love——

JULIET

Well，do not swear：although I joy in thee，I have no joy of this contract to-night：It is too rash，too unadvised，too sudden；Too like the lightning，which doth cease to beEre one can say'It lightens．' Sweet，goodi night！This bud of love，by summer's ripening breath，Mat prove a beauteous flower when next we meet．Good night，good night！as sweet reposeand rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast！

ROMEO

O，wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied？

JULIET

What satisfaction canst thou have to-night？

ROMEO

The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine．

JULIET

I gave thee mine before thou didst request it：And yet I would it were to give again．

ROMEO

Wouldst thou withdraw it？for what purpose，love？

JULIET

But to be frank，and give it thee again．And yet I wish but for the thing I have：My bounty is as boundless as the sea，My love as deep；the more I give to thee，The more I have，for both are infinite．

［Nurse calls within］

I hear some noise within；dear love，adieu！Anon，good nurse！Sweet Montague，be true．Stay but a little，I will come again．

［Exit，above］

ROMEO

O blessed，blessed night！I am afeard．Being in night，all this is but a dream，Too flattering-sweet to be substantial．

［Re-enter JULIET，above］

JULIET

Three words，dear Romeo，and good night indeed．If that thy bent of love be honourable，Thy purpose marriage，send me word to-morrow，By one that I'll procure to come to thee，Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite；And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay And follow thee my lord throughout the world．

Nurse

［Within］ Madam！

JULIET

I come，anon．——But if thou mean'st not well，I do beseechthee——

Nurse

［Within］Madam！

JULIET

By and by，I come：——To ceasethy suit，and leave me to my grief：To-morrow will I send．

ROMEO

So thrive my soul——

JULIET

A thousand times good night！

［Exit，above］

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