What are some quotes about Friar Lawrence when he says he's going to help Romeo and Juliet?

Mostly quotes about secret wedding. and the EXACT quote for when he told Juliet that he'll be there wen she woke up, and the secret letter



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  • 7 years ago
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    Here's the scene, you can pick your own quotes from it

    From ACT IV SCENE I---Friar Laurence's cell.

    (When Paris walks in to arrange their wedding with Friar and Juliet)

    [Paris Exits]

    JULIET O shut the door! and when thou hast done so,

    Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help!

    FRIAR LAURENCE Ah, Juliet, I already know thy grief;

    It strains me past the compass of my wits:

    I hear thou must, and nothing may prorogue it,

    On Thursday next be married to this county.

    JULIET Tell me not, friar, that thou hear'st of this,

    Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it:

    If, in thy wisdom, thou canst give no help,

    Do thou but call my resolution wise,

    And with this knife I'll help it presently.

    God join'd my heart and Romeo's, thou our hands;

    And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo seal'd,

    Shall be the label to another deed,

    Or my true heart with treacherous revolt

    Turn to another, this shall slay them both:

    Therefore, out of thy long-experienced time,

    Give me some present counsel, or, behold,

    'Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife

    Shall play the umpire, arbitrating that

    Which the commission of thy years and art

    Could to no issue of true honour bring.

    Be not so long to speak; I long to die,

    If what thou speak'st speak not of remedy.

    FRIAR LAURENCE Hold, daughter: I do spy a kind of hope,

    Which craves as desperate an execution.

    As that is desperate which we would prevent.

    If, rather than to marry County Paris,

    Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself,

    Then is it likely thou wilt undertake

    A thing like death to chide away this shame,

    That copest with death himself to scape from it:

    And, if thou darest, I'll give thee remedy.

    JULIET O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris,

    From off the battlements of yonder tower;

    Or walk in thievish ways; or bid me lurk

    Where serpents are; chain me with roaring bears;

    Or shut me nightly in a charnel-house,

    O'er-cover'd quite with dead men's rattling bones,

    With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls;

    Or bid me go into a new-made grave

    And hide me with a dead man in his shroud;

    Things that, to hear them told, have made me tremble;

    And I will do it without fear or doubt,

    To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love.

    FRIAR LAURENCE Hold, then; go home, be merry, give consent

    To marry Paris: Wednesday is to-morrow:

    To-morrow night look that thou lie alone;

    Let not thy nurse lie with thee in thy chamber:

    Take thou this vial, being then in bed,

    And this distilled liquor drink thou off;

    When presently through all thy veins shall run

    A cold and drowsy humour, for no pulse

    Shall keep his native progress, but surcease:

    No warmth, no breath, shall testify thou livest;

    The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade

    To paly ashes, thy eyes' windows fall,

    Like death, when he shuts up the day of life;

    Each part, deprived of supple government,

    Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death:

    And in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death

    Thou shalt continue two and forty hours,

    And then awake as from a pleasant sleep.

    Now, when the bridegroom in the morning comes

    To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead:

    Then, as the manner of our country is,

    In thy best robes uncover'd on the bier

    Thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault

    Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie.

    In the mean time, against thou shalt awake,

    Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift,

    And hither shall he come: and he and I

    Will watch thy waking, and that very night

    Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua.

    And this shall free thee from this present shame;

    If no inconstant toy, nor womanish fear,

    Abate thy valour in the acting it.

    JULIET Give me, give me! O, tell not me of fear!

    FRIAR LAURENCE Hold; get you gone, be strong and prosperous

    In this resolve: I'll send a friar with speed

    To Mantua, with my letters to thy lord.

    JULIET Love give me strength! and strength shall help afford.

    Farewell, dear father!


    Source(s): William Shakespeare
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