[1153] _Faith ... nothing_] As in Ff. One line in Qq. Capell ends the first line at _Romeo_, reading _'tis_ and _banished_. [1154] _and_] om. Pope. [1155] _by_] _my_ Q4. [1156] _county_] _count_ F2 F3 F4. [1157] _O, he's_] _Oh, 'faith, he is_ Hanmer. _gentleman!_] _gentleman! Romeo!_ Capell. _gentleman in sooth!_ Keightley. _lovely gentleman!_ Anon. conj. [1158] _green_] _keen_ Hanmer. [1159] _beshrew_] Q5 F4. _beshrow_ The rest. [1160] _here_] _hence_ Hanmer. _there_ Anon. conj. [1161] _Speakest_] _Speakst_ Q2. [1162] _And ... else ... both_] Q2. _And ... or else ... both_ Q3 Q4 Q5. _And ... Or else ... both_ Ff (_to_, F4), as two lines. _from_] om. Capell conj. _too_] om. Hanmer. _beshrew_] (Q1) Qq Ff. [1163] _What?_] _To what?_ Hanmer. _What say you?_ Dyce conj. [1164] _absolved_] _obsolu'd_ Q2. [1165] [Exit.] om. Q2 Q3 F1. She lookes after Nurse. (Q1). [1166] _wicked_] _wither'd_ S. Walker conj. _wrinkled_ Id. conj. (withdrawn). [1167] _Is it_] _It is_ F1. [1168] _henceforth_] _henchforth_ F1 F2. [1169] [Exit.] Qq. Exeunt. Ff. ACT IV. SCENE I. _Friar Laurence's cell._[1170] _Enter_ FRIAR LAURENCE _and_ PARIS.[1171] _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.[1172] _Fri. L._ You say you do not know the lady's mind: Uneven is the course; I like it not.[1173] 5 _Par._ Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, And therefore have I little talk'd of love,[1174] For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous That she doth give her sorrow so much sway,[1175] 10 And in his wisdom hastes our marriage, To stop the inundation of her tears, Which, too much minded by herself alone, May be put from her by society: Now do you know the reason of this haste.[1176] 15 _Fri. L._ [_Aside_] I would I knew not why it should be slow'd.[1177] Look, sir, here comes the lady toward my cell.[1178] _Enter_ JULIET. _Par._ Happily met, my lady and my wife![1179] _Jul._ That may be, sir, when I may be a wife. _Par._ That may be must be, love, on Thursday next. 20 _Jul._ What must be shall be. _Fri. L._ That's a certain text. _Par._ Come you to make confession to this father? _Jul._ To answer that, I should confess to you.[1180] _Par._ Do not deny to him that you love me. _Jul._ I will confess to you that I love him. 25 _Par._ So will ye, I am sure, that you love me.[1181] _Jul._ If I do so, it will be of more price, Being spoke behind your back, than to your face.[1182] _Par._ Poor soul, thy face is much abused with tears.