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And steeped in blood! Ah, what an unkind hour
[Juliet wakes, and stirs. Jul. 0 comfortable friar! where is
lord ? I do remember well where I should be, And there I am.—Where is
[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 too; 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. Jul. Go, get thee hence, for I will not away.What's here? a cup, closed 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. [Within.] Lead, boy.-Which way? Jul. Yea, noise ?-then I'll be brief.-0 happy
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
i Thus the quarto of 1599. That of 1597 reads :
« Ay, noise ? then must I be resolute,
Oh, happy dagger! thou shalt end my fear;
Go, some of you, whoe'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 BALTHAZAR. 2 Watch. Here's Romeo's man; we found him in
the church-yard. 1 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 mattock and this spade from him, As he was coming from this church-yard side.
1 Watch. 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.
La. Cap. The people in the street cry—Romeo,
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,
der comes. 1 Watch. Here is a friar, and slaughtered Romeo's
La. Cap. O me! this sight of death is as a bell,
Enter MONTAGUE and others.
Mon. Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night;' Grief of my son's exile hath stopped 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 ?
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
i The words, “ for lo! his house is empty on the back of Montague," are to be considered parenthetical. It appears that the dagger was anciently worn behind the back. 2 After this line, the quarto of 1597 adds :
Benvolio is deceased too."
Doth make against me, of this direful murder;
But (as it seems) did violence on herself.
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 bade me give his father; And threatened me with death, going in the vault, If I departed not, and left him there.
Prince. Give me the letter; I will look on it.-
Prince. This letter doth make good the friar's words,
poor 'pothecary, and therewithal Came to this vault to die, and lie with Juliet.Where be these enemies ? Capulet! Montague ! See, what a scourge is laid upon your hate, That Heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! And I, for winking at your discords too, Have lost a brace of kinsmen';-all are punished.
1 Mercutio and Paris. Mercutio is expressly called the prince's kinsman in Act iii. Sc. 4; and that Paris was also the prince's kinsman, may be inferred from the following passages :—Capulet, speaking of the count, in the fourth act, describes him as “a gentleman of princely parentage;" and after he is killed, Romeo saya :
Let me peruse this face;