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I do remember well where I should be,
[Noise within. Fri. I hear some noise.—Lady, come from that
nest Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep; A greater Power than we can contradict Hath thwarted our intents; come, come away: Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead; And Paris 100; come, I'll dispose of thee Among a sisterhood of holy nuns : Stay not to question, for the watch is coming ; Come, go, good Juliet,-[Noise again.] I dare stay no longer.
[Erit. Jul. Go, get thee hence, for I will not away.What's here ? a cup, clos'd in my true love's hand ? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end :O churl! drink all; and leave no friendly drop, To help me after ?-I will kiss thy lips; Haply, some poison yet doth hang on them, To make me die with a restorative.
[Kisses him. Thy lips are warm !
i Watch. [1Vithin.] Lead, boy:- Which way? Jul. Yea, noise ?—then I'll be brief.-0 happy
dagger! [Snatching Romeo's Dugger. This is thy sheath; [Stabs herself.] there rust, and let
[Falls on Romeo's Body, and dies.
Enter Watch, with the Page of Paris. Page. This is the place; there, where the torch
1 Watch. The ground is bloody; Search about the
churchyard: Go, some of you, who e'er you find, attach.
[Ereunt some. Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain ;And Juliet bleeding; warm, and newly dead, Who here hath lain these two days buried. Go, tell the prince,-run to the Capulets,Raise up the Montagues,-some others search ;
[Exeunt other Watchmen. We see the ground whereon these woes do lie; But the true ground of all these piteous woes, We cannot without circumstance descry.
Enter some of the Watch, with BALTHASAR. 2 Watch. Here's Romeo's man, we found him in
the churchyard. I Watch. Hold him in safety, till the prince come
Enter another Watchman, with Friar LAURENCE. 3 Watch. Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and
weeps : We took this nattock and this spade from him, As he was coming from this churchyard side.
1 IVatch. A great suspicion; Stay the friar too.
Enter the Prince and Attendants.
Prince. What misadventure is so early up, That calls our person from our morning's rest?
Enter CAPULET, Lady CAPULET, and Others. Cap. What should it be, that they so shriek abroad?
La. Cap. The people in the street cry-Romeo, Some-Juliet, and some -Paris ; and all run, With open outcry toward our monument.
Prince. What fear is this, which startles in our ears? 1 Watch, Sovereign, here lies the county Paris
slain; And Romeo dead; and Juliet, dead before, Warm and new kill'd. Prince. Search, seek, and know how this foul mur
der comes. 1 Watch. Here is a friar, and slaughter'd Romeo's
La. Cap.. O me! this sight of death is as a bell, That warns my
age to a sepulchre.
Enter MONTAGUE and Others. Prince. Come, Montague; for thou art early up, To see thy son and heir more early down.
Mon. Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night; Grief of my son's exíle hath stopp'd her breath : What further woe conspires against mine age?
Prince. Look, and thou shalt see.
Mon. O thou untaught! what manners is in this, To press before thy father to a grave?
77.e. The scabbarde
8 The dagger.
Prince. Seal up the mouth of outrage for a while, 'Till we can clear these ambiguities, And know their spring, their head, their true descent; And then will I be general of your woes, And lead you even to death: Mean time forbear, And let mischance be slave to patience.Bring forth the parties of suspicion.
Fri. I am the greatest, able to do least, Yet most suspected, as the time and place Doth make against me, of this direful murder; And here I stand, both to impeach and purge Myself condemned and myself excus'd. Prince. Then say at once what thou dost know in
this. Fri. I will be brief, for my short date of breath Is not so long as is a tedious tale. Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet; And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife: I married them; and their stolen-marriage-day Was Tybalt's dooms-day, whose untimely death Banish’d the new-made bridegroom from this city; For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pin'd. You-to remove that siege 9 of grief from her, Betroth'd, and would have married her perforce, To county Paris :-Then comes she to me; And, with wild looks, bid me devise some means To rid her from this second marriage, Or, in my cell there would she kill herself. Then gave I her, so tutor’d by my art, A sleeping potion; which so took effect As I intended, for it wrought on her
The form of death : meantime I writ to Romeo,
letter back: Then all alone,
Prince. We still have known thee for a holy man.Where's Romeo's man? what can he say in this?
Bal. I brought my master news of Juliet's death; And then in post he came from Mantua, To this same place, to this same monument. This letter he early bid me give his father; And threaten’d me with death, going in the vaults If I departed not, and left him there.