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Rom. Wilt thou provoke me? then have at thee; boy.
[They fight. Page. O lord! they fight: I will go call the watch.
[Exit Page. Par. O, I am slain! (falls.]-If thou be merciful, Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet.
[Dies. Rom. In faith, I will:-Let me peruse this face; Mercutio's kinsman, noble county Paris :What said my man, when my betossed soul Did not attend him as we rode? I think, He told me, Paris should have married Juliet: Said he not so? or did I dream it so? Or am I mad, hearing him talk of Juliet, To think it was so?-0, give me thy hand, One writ with me in sour misfortune's book! I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave, A grave ? O, no; a lantern, slaughter'd youth, For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes This vault a feasting presence 65 full of light. Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd.
[Laying Puris in the monument. How oft when men are at the point of death, Have they been merry? which their keepers call A lightning before death; 0, how may I Call this a lightning 2-0, my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet?
LAURENCE, with a lantern, crow, and spade.
Bal. Here's one, a friend, and one that knows you
Bal. It doth so, holy sir; and there's my master,
Who is it?
Full half an hour.
I dare not, .sir: My master knows not, but I am gone hence; And fearfully did menace me with death, If I did stay to look on his intents. Fri. Stay then, I'll go alone:- Fear comes upon
Bal. As I did sleep under this yew-tree here,
[Enters the monument. Romeo! O, pale!-Who else? what, Paris too?
And steep'd in blood ?--Ah, what an unkind hour
[Juliet wakes und stirs. Jul. O, comfortable friar! where is
1 Watch. [within.] Lead, boy :-Which way?
dagger! [Snatching Romeo's dagger. 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
doth burn. 1 Watch. The ground is bloody; Search about the
churchyard : Go, some of you, who e'er you find, attach.
[Exeunt 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. 1 Watch,'Hold him in safety, till the prince come
Enter another Watchman, with Friar LAURENCE.
1 Watch, A great suspicion; Stay the friar too.