Nurse. Ay, forsooth.
Capulet. Well, he may chance to do some good on her;
A peevish self-will'd [harlotry] it is.
Nurse. See where she comes from shrift with merry look.
Enter Juliet
Capulet. How now, my headstrong! where have you been gadding?
Juliet. Where I have [learn'd me] to repent the sin
To you and your behests, and am enjoin'd
By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here