Jul. Amen!
Nurse. What!
Jul. Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much.
Go in; and tell my lady I am gone,
Having displeas'd my father, to Laurence' cell,
To make confession and to be absolv'd. 233
Nurse. Marry, I will; and this is wisely done.
Juliet looks after Nurse.
Jul. Ancient damnation O most wicked fiend!
Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn, 236
Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue
Which she hath prais'd him with above compare
So many thousand times? Go, counsellor;
Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain.
I'll to the friar, to know his remedy: 241
If all else fail, myself have power to die. Exit.
ACT FOURTH
Scene One
[Friar Laurence's Cell]
Enter Friar and County Paris.
Fri. L. On Thursday, sir? the time is very short.
Par. My father Capulet will have it so;
And I am nothing slow to slack his haste.
Fri. L. You say you do not know the lady's mind: 4
Uneven is the course, I like it not.
3 to slack: i.e., so as to slack
5 Uneven: not straightforward
course: method of procedure
