Shakespeare's Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet

by William Shakespeare

Now do you know the reason of this haste.

Friar Laurence. [Aside] I would I knew not why it should be [slow'd].—

Look, sir, here comes the lady towards my cell.

Enter Juliet

Paris. [Happily met, my lady and my wife!]

Juliet. That may be, sir, when I may be a wife.

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Paris. [That may be must be], love, on Thursday next.

Juliet. What must be shall be.

Friar Laurence.That's a certain text.