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The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet

Act IV, Scene III — Juliet's chamber

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Enter Juliet and Nurse.

Juliet

Ay, those attires are best: but, gentle nurse,

I pray thee, leave me to myself to-night;

For I have need of many orisons

To move the heavens to smile upon my state,

Which, well thou know'st, is cross and full of sin.

Modern translation & notes

In plain English

Yes, those clothes are best. But please, Nurse, leave me alone tonight—I need to say many prayers to get heaven to look kindly on me, since you know I've been difficult and sinful.

What’s happening

Juliet is alone with the Nurse, preparing for her forced marriage to Paris—though she has already arranged to take the Friar's sleeping potion. She needs to get rid of the Nurse so she can drink it unobserved. Her excuse about prayer sounds pious and obedient, masking her true desperation.

Playing the moment

This is a scene of mounting dread performed under a mask of calm. The first half ('Ay, those attires are best') should feel slightly distracted—Juliet is barely present, going through motions. The pivot at 'But, gentle nurse' is where strategy kicks in. Keep the tone warm and reasonable; any hint of urgency or fear will tip off the Nurse. 'Cross and full of sin' can land as either genuine guilt or calculated self-deprecation—either choice works, but commit fully.

Enter Lady Capulet.

Lady Capulet

What, are you busy, ho? need you my help?

Modern translation & notes

In plain English

Are you busy in there? Do you need my help?

What’s happening

Lady Capulet checks on Juliet, who is supposedly preparing for her wedding to Paris. Juliet has just asked the Nurse to leave her alone so she can take the Friar's sleeping potion. Lady Capulet's offer is a surprising, genuine gesture of maternal involvement—unusual given their strained relationship throughout the play. The line creates brief dramatic tension: will Juliet's isolation plan be disrupted?

Playing the moment

Play this as either a perfunctory, dutiful check-in (Lady Capulet is distracted by wedding preparations) or as a sincere maternal offer that comes too late. Either choice heightens the dramatic irony: the audience knows Juliet needs to be alone to take the potion. A brisk, businesslike delivery works well—Lady Capulet has a thousand things to organize before tomorrow. The 'ho' should feel like a natural call into a room, not theatrical.

Juliet

No, madam; we have cull'd such necessaries

As are behoveful for our state to-morrow:

So please you, let me now be left alone,

And let the nurse this night sit up with you,

For I am sure you have your hands full all

In this so sudden business.

Modern translation & notes

In plain English

No, Mother, we've already picked out everything I need for tomorrow. Please let me be alone tonight, and let the Nurse stay with you instead. I know you have plenty to deal with in this rushed wedding preparation.

What’s happening

Juliet is dismissing her mother with a plausible excuse to be alone so she can take the Friar's sleeping potion. She needs everyone out of her chamber. Her composure is a performance—beneath this polite deference lies terror and desperation. Every word is strategic, designed to prevent suspicion.

Playing the moment

Play the subtext: Juliet is performing normalcy while her pulse races. Keep the tone light, almost casual—too eager or too dismissive will arouse suspicion. A slight, rehearsed quality can suggest she's planned this excuse. Let a small beat of tension show when she asks to be left alone, then cover it quickly with the practical suggestion about the Nurse.

Lady Capulet

Good night:

Get thee to bed and rest, for thou hast need.

Modern translation & notes

In plain English

Good night. Go to bed and get some rest, because you need it.

What’s happening

Lady Capulet is dismissing Juliet for the night before the wedding. She has no idea Juliet plans to take the sleeping potion. The line carries dramatic irony—the audience knows Juliet will get no rest, and that this may be the last time mother and daughter speak. Lady Capulet is preoccupied with wedding preparations and perhaps slightly impatient.

Playing the moment

Keep this brief and businesslike—Lady Capulet is distracted by preparations. There may be a flicker of maternal tenderness ('for thou hast need'), but she doesn't linger. Some actresses play a note of warmth here, which deepens the tragedy since she unknowingly says goodbye. Others stress the perfunctory quality: a woman with too much to do, already moving on. Either choice works, but don't play the irony—the character must not know.

Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse.

Juliet

Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.

I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins,

That almost freezes up the heat of life:

I'll call them back again to comfort me.

Nurse!-What should she do here?

My dismal scene I needs must act alone.

Come, vial.

What if this mixture do not work at all?

Shall I be married then to-morrow morning?

No, no: this shall forbid it. Lie thou there

Laying down a dagger.

What if it be a poison, which the friar

Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead,

Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd,

Because he married me before to Romeo?

I fear it is: and yet, methinks, it should not,

For he hath still been tried a holy man.

How if, when I am laid into the tomb,

I wake before the time that Romeo

Come to redeem me? there's a fearful point.

Shall I not then be stifled in the vault,

To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in,

And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes?

Or, if I live, is it not very like,

The horrible conceit of death and night,

Together with the terror of the place,

As in a vault, an ancient receptacle,

Where for this many hundred years the bones

Of all my buried ancestors are pack'd;

Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,

Lies festering in his shroud; where, as they say,

At some hours in the night spirits resort;

Alack, alack, is it not like that I

So early waking, what with loathsome smells

And shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth,

That living mortals hearing them run mad:

O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught,

Environed with all these hideous fears?

And madly play with my forefathers' joints?

And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud?

And, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone,

As with a club, dash out my desperate brains?

O, look! methinks I see my cousin's ghost

Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body

Upon a rapier's point: stay, Tybalt, stay!

Romeo, I come! this do I drink to thee.

Modern translation & notes

In plain English

Goodbye—I don't know when we'll meet again. I'm terrified. I almost call the Nurse back, but no—I must do this alone. What if the potion fails? What if it's actually poison? What if I wake in the tomb before Romeo arrives and go mad surrounded by rotting corpses, including Tybalt's? I imagine going insane, smashing my own skull with a bone. Then I see Tybalt's ghost and call out to Romeo—and I drink.

What’s happening

Juliet is alone for the first time since learning of the plan to fake her death. She must drink the potion before morning or be forced to marry Paris. This is the last moment she can turn back. Her courage wavers as her imagination runs to the worst scenarios—each one a genuine possibility given the thin evidence she has for trusting Friar Laurence. She ultimately triumphs over her own terror.

Worth knowing

Mandrakes (line 2537) were believed to shriek when pulled from the ground, killing or driving mad anyone who heard them. 'Green in earth' (line 2532) means freshly buried, still decaying. 'Conceit' (line 2527) means 'idea' or 'imagination'—Juliet is describing the horrific thoughts filling her mind.

Playing the moment

The speech builds through a series of escalating fears. The best performances trace a clear arc from numbness through creeping doubt to full nightmare vision. The turn at 'Come, vial' is crucial—a brief false confidence before the fears multiply. The final lines should accelerate as her imagination overwhelms her, with 'Here's drink—I drink to thee' arriving almost as a surprise, a desperate lunge past her own terror. Physical business with the vial, the bed, and perhaps Tybalt's imagined ghost can root the journey. The challenge is making each fear feel newly discovered, not recited—Juliet is thinking these thoughts for the first time.

She falls upon her bed, within the curtains.

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