Capulet quickly changes his view of his daughter upon hearing of her death. Initially he had called her an ungrateful strumpet for refusing to obey his marriage decree. Now she becomes his flower again,
Ha? Let me see her. Out, alas! She’s cold. Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff. Life and these lips have long been separated. Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
This of course is representative of how many Shakespearean men view women. It is what is known as "the Madonna whore complex. This being that the male sees the women as either something to be worshiped or something unworthy of anything.
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