_Juliet._ Love give me strength! and strength shall help afford.
Farewell, dear father! [_Exeunt._ 

SCENE II. _Hall in Capulet's House_
_Enter_ CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, Nurse, _and two_ Servingmen  
_Capulet._ So many guests invite as here are writ.--[_Exit Servant._
Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.  
_2 Servant._ You shall have none ill, sir, for I'll
try if they can lick their fingers.  
_Capulet._ How canst thou try them so?  
_2 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 Servant._
We shall be much unfurnish'd 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 rul'd 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 stepping 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.--  SCENE IV. _Hall in Capulet's House_

_Enter_ LADY CAPULET _and_ Nurse  
Lady Capulet: Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, nurse.  
Nurse: They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.  

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