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Enter Paris and bis Page, with a light. Par. Give me thy torch, boy; hence, and ftand aloof. Yet put it out, for I would not be seen: Under yond yew-trees lay thee all along, Laying thy ear clofe to the hollow ground; So fhall no foot upon the church-yard tread, (Being loofe, unfirm, with digging up of graves) But thou fhalt hear it: while then to me, As fignal that thou hear'ft fomething approach. Give me those flow'rs. Do as I bid thee: go.. Page. I am almoft afraid to ftand alone Here in the church-yard, yet I will adventure. Par. Sweet flow'r! with flow'rs thy bridal bed I ftrew [Strewing flowers. Fair Juliet, that with angels doft remain, sda wate cake Accept this lateft favour at my hand,

That living honour'd thee, and being dead

[Exit

With fun'ral obfequies adorn thy tomb. [The Boy whiffles.
-The boy gives warning, fomething doth approach,
What curfed foot wanders this way to-night,

To cross my obfequies, and true love's rites?

What! with a torch? muffle me, night, a while.

SCENE IV.

Enter Romeo and Balthafar with a light.
Rom. Give me that mattock, and the wrenching iron.
Hold, take this letter, early in the morning
See thou deliver it to my lord and father,
Give me the light; upon thy life I charge thee,
Whate'er thou hear'ft or feeft, ftand all aloof,
And do not interrupt me in my course.
Why I defcend into this bed of death,
Is partly to behold my Lady's face;

But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger
A precious ring, a ring that I must use
In dear employment; therefore hence, be gone
But if thou, jealous, doft return to pry
In what I further fhall intend to do,
By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint,

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And frew this my intents are favage, wild,

church-yard with thy limbs

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More fierce and more inexorable far

Than empty tygers, or the roaring fea..

Bal. I will be gone, Sir, and not trouble you. Rom. So fhalt thou win my favour. Take thou that, Live and be profp'rous, and farewel, good fellow ! Bal. For all this fame, I'll hide me hereabout; His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt. [Balthafar retires. Rom. Thou maw deteftable, thou womb of death, Gorg'd with the dearest morfel of the earth,

Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open,

[Breaking open the monument. And in defpight I'll cram thee with more food. Par. This is that banifh'd haughty Mountague

That murther'd my love's

It is fuppofed the fair treat coulin (with which grief

dy'd,)

And here is come to do fome villainous fhame : I will apprehend him.

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Sthe deadow'd toil, vile Mountague:

Can vengeance be purfu'd further than death?
Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee;
Obey, and with me, for thou muft die.

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Tom. I muft indeed, and therefore came I hither.
Good gentle youth, tempt not a defp'rate man,
Fly hence and leave me think upon thofe gone,
Let them affright thee. Tbefeech thee, youth,
Pull not another fin upon my head,
By urging me to fury. Oh be gone!
By heav'n, I love thee better than my self ;
For I come hither arm'd againft my self.
Par. I do defie thy commiferation,

And apprehend thee for a felon here.

Rom. Wilt thou provoke me? then have at thee, boy.

[They fight, Paris falls. Page. [Without.] Oh Lord, they fight! I will go call Par. Oh I am flain; if thou be merciful, [the Watch.

Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet.

Bom. In faith, I will let me perufe this face

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Mercutio's kinfman Noble County Paris
What faid my man, when my betoffed foul,
Did not attend him as we rode ? I think 300
He told me: Paris fhould have married Julieted
Said he not for or did dream it for boy el dors
Or am I mad, hearing him talk of Juliet
To think it was fo? Oh give me thy hand,
One writ with me in four Misfortune's book,
I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave, aflemy
For here lyes Juliet Oh my love, my wife
Death that hath fuckt the honey of thy breath
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty of work re
Thou art not conquer'd, beauty's enfign yet
Is crimfon in thy lips, and in thy cheeks,
And death's pale flag is not advanced there

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a Tybalt, lyft thou there in thy bloody sheet and raider whe Oh what more favour can I do to thee, on bio vllment Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain is 1 → To funder his that was thy enemy?,, Forgive me, coufin. Ah dear Juliet, Why art thou yet fo fair fhall believe That unfubftantial death is amorous, And that the lean abhorred monfter keeps Thee here in dark, to be his paramour? For fear of that, I ftill will ftay with thee, And never from this palace of dim night Depart again: here, bere will I remain, With worms that are thy chamber-maids oh here Will I fet up my everlasting rest ; a And, fhake the yoke of inauspicious stars

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From this world-weary'd flefh. Eyes, look
Arms, take your laft embrace! and lips, oh you
The doors of breath, feal with a righteous kils
A datelefs bargain to engrofling death!

Come, bitter conduct! come, unfavoury guide!
Thou defp'rate pilot, now at once run on
The dafhing rocks my fea fick weary bark:

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Here's to my love! oh true apothecary! [Drinks the prifon, Thy drugs are quick, Thus with a kiss I die.

[Dies.

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Enter Friar Lawrence with lantborn, crow, and spade.
Fri. St. Francis be my fpeed, how oft to-night
Have my old feet ftumbled at graves? who's there?
Bal. Here's one, a friend, and one that knows well.
Fri. Blifs be upon you! Tell me, good my friend,
What torch is yond, that vainly lends his light
To grubs and eyelefs feulls? as I difcern,
It burneth in the Capulets monument.
Bal. It doth fo, holy Sir,

And there's my mafter, one you dearly love.
Fri. Who is it?

Bal. Romeo.

Fri. How long hath he been there?

Bal, Full half an hour.

Fri. Go with me to the vault.

Bal. I dare not, Sir.

My mafter knows not but I am gone hence,
And fearfully did menace me with death,

If I did ftay to look on his intents.

Fri. Stay then, I'll go alone; fear comes upon me;

O much I fear fome ill unlucky thing.

Bal. As I did fleep under this yew-tree here, I dreamt my mafter and another fought,

And that my mafter flew him.

Fri. Romeo!

Alack, alack, what blood is this which ftains
The ftony entrance of this fepulchre ?
What mean these masterless and goary swords
To lye difcolour'd by this place of peace?
Romeo! oh pale! who elfe? what, Paris, too?
And freep'd in blood? ah what an unkind hour
Is guilty of this lamentable chance?

The Lady ftirs.

Jul. [Awaking.] Oh comfortable Friar, where's my Lord? I do remember well where I should be ;

And there I am; but where is Romeo?

Fri. I hear fome noife! Lady, come from that neft Of death, contagion, and unnatural fleep;

A greater Power than we can contradict,

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Hath thwarted our intents; come, come away;.

And Paris too

Thy husband in thy bofom there lyes dead,
Come, I'll difpofe of thee,
Among a fiflerhood of holy Nuns:

Stay not to queftion, for the Watch is coming...

Jul. Go, get thee hence, for I will not away.
What's here? a cup clos'd in my true love's hand:
Poifon I fee hath been his timeless end.

Oh churl, drink all, and leave no friendly drop
To help me after? I will kifs thy lips,

Haply fome poifon yet doth hang on them;
Thy lips are warm.

Enter Boy and Watch.
Watch. Lead, boy; which way?
Jul. Yea, noife?

[Exit

Then I'll be brief. O happy dagger! [Finding a dagger. This is thy sheath, there ruft and let me die. [Kills berfelf. Boy. This is the place, there where the torch doth burn. Watch. The ground is bloody. Search the Church-yard,

about;

Go fome of you, whome'er you find attach.

[Exeunt fome of the Watch. Pitiful fight! here lyes the County flain, And Juliet bleeding, warm, and newly dead, Who here hath lain thefe two days buried.. Go tell the Prince, run to the Capulets, Raife up the Mountagues, fome others fearch

Enter fome of the Watch with Balthafar.

2 Watch. Here's Romeo's man, we found him in the church-yard.

I Watch. Hold him in fafety 'till the Prince comes hither.
Enter Friar and a third Watchman.

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Watch. Here is a Friar that trembles, fighs and weeps We took this mattock and this fpade from him,

As he was coming from this church-yard fide.
1 Watch. A great fufpicion : ftay the Friar too.

SCENE V.

Enter the Prince and Attendants.

Prince. What mifadventure is fo early up,

That