As I intended; for it wrought on her The form of death. Mean time I writ to Romeo, Prince. We ftill have known thee for an holy man. Where's Romeo's man? what can he fay to this? Balth. I brought my mafter news of Juliet's death, And then in poft he came from Mantua To this fame place, to this fame Monument. And threatned me with death, going to the Vault, Prince. Give me the letter, I will look on it. Where is the County's page, that rais'd the Watch? Sirrah, what made your mafter in this place? Page. He came with flowers to ftrew his lady's Grave, And bid me ftand aloof, and fo I did: Anon comes one with light to ope the tomb, And And then I ran away to call the Watch. Prince. This letter doth make good the Friar's words, Their course of love, the tidings of her death: And here he writes, that he did buy a poison Of a poor 'pothecary, and therewithal Came to this vault to die, and lye with Juliet. Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague! See, what a fcourge is laid upon your hate, That heav'n finds means to kill your joys with love! And I, for winking at your difcords too, Have loft a brace of kinfmen: all are punish'd! Cap. O brother Montague, give me thy hand, This is my daughter's jointure; for no more Can I demand. Mon. But I can give thee more, For I will raise her Statue in pure gold; Cap. As rich fhall Romeo's by his lady lye; Prince. A gloomy Peace this morning with it brings, Go hence to have more talk of these fad things; Some shall be pardon'd, and fome punished. For never was a ftory of more woe, Than this of Juliet, and her Romeo. [Exeunt omnes. |