More Words, Deeper Hole

That's unfair to her father. This is the first exchange with Paris:

Capulet: She hath not seen the change of fourteen years,
Let two more summers wither in their pride,
Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride.

Paris: Younger than she are happy mothers made.

Capulet: And too soon marr'd are those so early made.
The earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but she,
She is the hopeful lady of my earth:
But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,
My will to her consent is but a part;
An she agree, within her scope of choice
Lies my consent and fair according voice.

Capulet isn't willing to be that much of a dick, since he initially tells Paris it will be two more years (when she turns 15) before he'd agree to any marriage, and Paris has to get Juliet's approval.