Part Five : My Lady's Dead!
Early next morning, Lady Capulet visited Juliet in her bedroom. 'Daughter,
are you awake?'
'It is very early. I am not well,' answered Juliet.
'Are you still crying for your cousin Tybalt? It is good to cry. But now it is
time to stop.'
'Let me cry more for my poor cousin.'
'Well, really you should cry because Romeo, his killer, is still alive.'
'Yes, mother. I wish I could see Romeo now and ... kill him.'
'I will send a servant to Mantua to poison him,' promised Lady Capulet. 'He
will not live long. But Juliet, I have good news for you. You will get married
to Paris early next Thursday morning. Then you will be happy.'
'No, mother. It is impossible. I don't want to get married so soon. Tell my
father this. As you know, I hate Romeo. He has killed my cousin. But I'd
rather marry Romeo than Paris.'
'Here comes your father. Tell him yourself.'
'What?' said Lord Capulet. 'Are you still crying? Wife, have you told her the
'Yes. The little fool thanks you but she won't marry Paris.'
Lord Capulet was very angry. 'Lord Paris is a very fine gentleman. This is a
'Thank you, father, but I will not marry him.'
'Are you too proud to marry him? Put on a wedding dress next Thursday
and go with Paris to the church. If you don't, I'll pull you there by the hair.'
'Good father, listen to me.'
'Don't argue with me. Go to the church next Thursday. I'm glad we have
no more children like this.'
'Please don't be angry with my little Juliet, sir,' said the Nurse.
'Shut up, you fat old fool!'
'Be calm,' Lady Capulet told him.
'I have decided. If you don't obey me, I will throw you out in the street.'
When her parents had gone, Juliet asked the Nurse for advice.
'I already have a husband that I love.What should I do?'
'Well, Romeo is not here. Paris is a fine gentleman, it's true. He is more
handsome than Romeo. Forget Romeo and marry Paris.'
'Do you speak from your heart?'
'Of course,' said the Nurse.
Juliet realised that she could not trust the Nurse.
She went to Friar Laurence to ask his advice.
The Friar was very worried. Paris was talking to him and had told him that
he would marry Juliet.
'Does she love you?' asked the Friar.
'I don't know. We haven't talked about love because she is weeping for
her cousin's death. But our marriage will make her happy again.'
'But look, here comes Juliet.'
'Welcome, my lady and my wife,' said Paris. 'Have you come to tell the
Friar that you love me?'
'I cannot answer that,' said Juliet. 'But please, let me talk to the Friar
When they were alone, the Friar told Juliet to be happy. 'If you are brave
enough, I have a plan that will help you and Romeo. You will be together
'What must I do? I will do anything for Romeo, my husband.'
'Go home and agree to marry Paris.'
'No! I cannot.'
'Listen carefully. OnWednesday night, go to your bedroom alone. Take this
bottle and drink the liquid. It is a special potion. You will sleep for fortytwo
hours. Your family will think that you are dead. They will carry you to
the tomb of the Capulets. Meanwhile, I will send a message to Romeo. He
will come secretly to the tomb. When you wake up, you can escape together.
Are you brave enough to do this, Juliet?'
'Give me the bottle, Friar. Love will give me strength.'
Juliet went home. Lord and Lady Capulet were very happy when she told
them that she had met Paris at Friar Laurence's cell and that she would marry
'Now I am going to my room to pray. Do not come with me, Nurse, I want
to be alone.'
In her room, Juliet looked at the bottle of mysterious liquid which Friar
Laurence had given her.
'I am afraid. Perhaps it is poison. Or perhaps I will wake in the tomb and
Romeo will not be there. I will be alone in the middle of all the dead bodies
with my dead cousin, Tybalt. It will be terrible.'
Bravely, Juliet picked up the bottle and raised it to her lips.
'Romeo, Romeo, I drink to you!'
She drank. She fell on the bed and slept.
The next morning, it was Thursday. The Nurse came to wake her up for her
marriage. 'You lazy girl,' she said. 'You mustn't lie in bed on your wedding
day... Help! Help! My lady's dead!'
Lord and Lady Capulet ran to their daughter's room.
'She's dead, she's dead, she's dead,' cried Lady Capulet.
'Her body is cold. I cannot speak,' said Lord Capulet.
At that moment, Paris and Friar Laurence entered the house.
'Is Juliet ready to go to the church?' asked the Friar.
'Oh Paris,' said Lord Capulet, 'death has taken your wife.'
The Nurse began to cry.
'O terrible day! O sad day! O horrible day! There has never been such a
black day. O sad day! O unhappy day!'
'Do not be sad,' said the Friar. 'Juliet is in Heaven. She is happier there than
when she was alive.'
'The wedding must become a funeral,' I said Lord Capulet.
'Tell the musicians to play sad tunes. Put the wedding flowers on my
Lord and Lady Capulet took Juliet to the tomb of the Capulets.
The Nurse, Lord Paris and Friar Laurence followed her body.
The Friar was the only one who knew the secret— Juliet was alive. He was
thinking: 'I have sent Friar John to Mantua to tell Romeo to come back to
Verona. He will be here when Juliet wakes up.'