William Shakespeare

Romeo and Juliet William Shakespeare

Enter CAPULET, PARIS and SERVANT. CAPULET. But Montague is bound as well as I, In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think, For men so old as we to keep the peace. PARIS. Of honourable reckoning are you both, And pity 'tis you liv'd at odds so long. But now my lord, what say you to my suit?CAPULET. But saying o'er what I have said before. My child is yet a stranger in the world, She hath not seen the change of fourteen years; Let two more summers wither in their prideEre we may think her ripe to be a bride. PARIS. Younger than she are happy mothers made. CAPULET. And too soon marr'd are those so early made. The earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she, She is the hopeful lady of my earth: But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart, My will to her consent is but a part; And she agree, within her scope of choiceLies my consent and fair according voice. This night I hold an old accustom'd feast, Whereto I have invited many a guest, Such as I love, and you among the store, One more, most welcome, makes my number more. At my poor house look to behold this nightEarth-treading stars that make dark heaven light: Such comfort as do lusty young men feelWhen well apparell'd April on the heelOf limping winter treads, even such delightAmong fresh female buds shall you this nightInherit at my house. Hear all, all see, And like her most whose merit most shall be: Which, on more view of many, mine, being one, May stand in number, though in r