Lady Capulet: Love has got a fatal turning, Someone cease to love. Where is that fire, That was burning  us to ashes? And in place of the fire, There is only ashes. You have grown up -  it’s time to marry, And God let you not to know all that I had passed through. It’s your time to become a wife – Fiancé was here in the morning. Lady Capulet and Nurse: It is sad, but, however, It is impossible for us to live without marriage, Our female lot - It needs to marry! Nurse: And if you will be lucky… Lady Capulet: Love will come later. Remember one - man is a real demon, It doesn't matter for them, With love or without. It is meant for us to be a toy for men, But still – man is a lord. Nurse: Juliet, listen to your mother, she is almost right, But only you will be married - forget her words! Lady Capulet: We always have instruments to hold man: Guile and coquetry and nuptial bed! Lady Capulet and Nurse: Husbands are our aim, husbands are our pain, Without them bed is empty, and this is our role. Man is our king, Kindly to be obedient to him! It is sad, but, however, It is impossible for us to live without marriage, Our female lot - It needs to marry! Nurse: And even single day... Lady Capulet: We can not live without men! Lady Capulet and Nurse: Husbands are our aim, husbands are our pain, You have grown up now kindly to become a wife! Lady Capulet: Believe my words, Lady Capulet and Nurse: Later on you will say thank you to us!