Lord Capulet is extremely upset by what he feels is Juliet's disobedience and disrespect. Although Juliet thanks him for having arranged her marriage to Paris as she says, 'out of Love' she refuses to accept his proposal. Lord Capulet is enraged and says the following:
How now, how now, chop-logic! What is this?
'Proud,' and 'I thank you,' and 'I thank you not;'
And yet 'not proud,' mistress minion, you,
Thank me no thankings, nor, proud me no prouds,
But fettle your fine joints 'gainst Thursday next,
To go with Paris to Saint Peter's Church,
Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither.
Out, you green-sickness carrion! out, you baggage!
Lord Capulet shouts at Juliet and tells her to stop talking nonsense; he says her words are illogical. He commands her to prepare her limbs for a walk to the church the next Thursday or else he will drag her like a criminal is dragged to prison. He tells her that she should be ashamed of rejecting this offer. He insults her by saying that she looks sickly, like rotting flesh. She is worthless, just baggage--a burden. He further insults her by mocking her complexion by calling it tallow. This could be interpreted either as 'fat face' or 'pale face' since tallow is the fat found in sheep and other animals from which soap or candles are made.
When Juliet begs him to give her a hearing, he rejects her request outright and rants:
Hang thee, young baggage! disobedient wretch!
I tell thee what: get thee to church o' Thursday,
Or never after look me in the face:
Speak not, reply not, do not answer me;
My fingers itch. Wife, we scarce thought us blest
That God had lent us but this only child;
But now I see this one is one too much,
And that we have a curse in having her:
Out on her, hilding!
Lord Capulet is clearly deeply disappointed and overwhelmed by his daughter's response, so much so that he does not seem to be thinking clearly. In his anger he tells her to go hang herself for being such a disobedient wretch. He threatens that if she does not go to the ceremony on Thursday, she should never look directly at him thereafter. He does not want her to respond or to speak. So upset is he that he tells Lady Capulet that he believed that they were blessed when God lent her to them, but that she has now proven to be one too much. He says a truly terrible thing: that they were indeed rather cursed to have had her. He feels the desire to strike Juliet for being so disrespectful and ungrateful.
When the nurse intervenes, he rudely tells her that her opinion is not needed and that she should shut up, for she is a 'mumbling fool.'
Lord Capulet has yet appeased his intense anger satisfied and continues to rant and rave, stating:
God's bread! it makes me mad:
Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play,
Alone, in company, still my care hath been
To have her match'd: and having now provided
A gentleman of noble parentage,
Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly train'd,
Stuff'd, as they say, with honourable parts,
Proportion'd as one's thought would wish a man;
And then to have a wretched puling fool,
A whining mammet, in her fortune's tender,
To answer 'I'll not wed; I cannot love,
I am too young; I pray you, pardon me.'
But, as you will not wed, I'll pardon you:
Graze where you will you shall not house with me:
Look to't, think on't, I do not use to jest.
Thursday is near; lay hand on heart, advise:
An you be mine, I'll give you to my friend;
And you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in
For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee,
Nor what is mine shall never do thee good:
Trust to't, bethink you; I'll not be forsworn.
He once again expresses how upset he is. He has worked hard in company, alone, day and night to find Juliet a suitable partner and now that he has found her an ideal match, perfect in every sense, Juliet, whimpering fool that she is, 'begs his pardon.' He uses a pun on 'pardon' stating that he will pardon her to leave his house permanently and find sustenance in the fields and eat with the animals, for he will not take care of her and she will not live in his house. He tells Juliet that he is not joking and that she should carefully consider her decision, since Thursday is nearing.
Lord Capulet tells Juliet that if she should reconsider and do what his heart desires, he would give her to his friend (Paris) and, if not, he will throw her out into the streets and disown her. She will hang, beg and starve in the streets, but he will refuse to acknowledge her. He tells her to rethink her decision for he will not budge.