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ROMEO AND JULIET.

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SC. III.]

Stop thy unhallowed toil, vile Montague;
Can vengeance be pursued further than death?
Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee.
Obey, and go with me; for thou must die.

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Rom. I must, indeed; and therefore came I hither.-
Good gentle youth, tempt not a desperate man;
Fly hence and leave me-think upon these gone;
Let them affright thee.-I beseech thee, youth,
Heap not another sin upon my head,
By urging me to fury.-O, be gone!
By Heaven, I love thee better than myself;
For I come hither armed against myself.
Stay not; begone;-live, and hereafter say-
A madman's mercy bade thee run away.

Par. I do defy thy conjurations,'

And do attach thee as a felon here.

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I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave;
A grave? O, no; a lantern, slaughtered youth;

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Rom. Wilt thou provoke me? Then have at thee, [They fight. Page. O Lord! they fight. I will go call the watch. [Exit Page

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Par. O, I am slain! [ Falls.]—If thou be merciful, Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet.

[Dies.

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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 ?-O, give me thy hand,
One writ with me in sour misfortune's book!

1 I refuse to do as thou conjurest me to do, i. e. depart. So Constance, in King John, says :—

No, I defy all counsel, all redress.”

2 A lantern may here signify what in ancient records is styled lanternium, i. e. a spacious round or octagonal turret, full of windows, by means of which cathedrals and sometimes halls are illuminated.

A presence is a public room, which is, at times, the presence-chamber of a sovereign.

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For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes
This vault a feasting presence full of light.
Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interred.
[Laying PARIS 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; O, how may
Call this a lightning?-O my love! my wife!
Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath,
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
Thou art not conquered; 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?
O, what more favor can I do to thee,
Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain,
To sunder his that was thine enemy
Forgive me, cousin!—Ah, dear Juliet,
Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe
That unsubstantial death is amorous;
And that the lean, abhorred monster keeps
Thee here in dark to be his paramour?
For fear of that, I will still stay with thee;
And never from this palace of dim night
Depart again; here, here will I remain
With worms that are thy chambermaids; O, here
Will I set up my everlasting rest; 2

And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
From this world-wearied flesh.-Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace! and lips, O, you
The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to engrossing death!—
Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavory guide!
Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on
The dashing rocks thy seasick, weary bark!
Here's to my love! [Drinks.]-O true apothecary!
Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die. [Dies.

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ROMEO AND JULIET.

[ACT V

The first quarto reads, " But how," &c. This idea very frequently occurs in our old dramas.

2 See note 1, p. 225.

3 Conduct for conductor.

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Enter, at the other end of the church-yard, FRIAR
LAURENCE, with a lantern, crow, and spade.

Fri. Saint Francis be my speed! how oft to-night Have my old feet stumbled at graves ! '--Who's there? Who is it that consorts, so late, the dead?

Bal. Here's one, a friend, and one that knows you well.

Fri.

Bal.

Romeo.
Fri. How long hath he been there?
Bal.

Fri. Go with me to the vault.
Bal.

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Fri. Bliss be upon you! Tell me, good my friend,
What torch is yond' that vainly lends his light
To grubs and eyeless skulls? as I discern,
It burneth in the Capels' monument.

Bal. It doth so, holy sir; and there's my master,
One that you
love.

Who is it?

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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 me;

O, much I fear some ill, unlucky thing.

Bal. As I did sleep under this yew-tree here,

I dreamed my master and another fought,'
And that my master slew him.

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Full half an hour.

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Fri.
Romeo? [Advances.
Alack, alack, what blood is this, which stains
The stony entrance of this sepulchre ?-
What mean these masterless and gory swords
To lie discolored by this place of peace?

MENGAPA

[Enters the monument. Romeo! O, pale!-Who else? what, Paris too?

1 This accident was reckoned ominous.

2 This was one of the touches of nature that would have escaped the hand of any painter less attentive to it than Shakspeare. What happens to a person while he is under the manifest influence of fear, will seem to him, when he is recovered from it, like a dream.

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ROMEO AND JULIET.

[ACT V.

And steeped in blood! Ah, what an unkind hour
Is guilty of this lamentable chance!-
The lady stirs.

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[JULIET wakes, and stirs.
Jul. O comfortable friar! where is my lord?
I do remember well where I should be,
And there I am.-Where is my Romeo?

[Noise within.
Fri. I hear some noise.-Lady, come from that nes.
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.
[Exit.

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.
Thy lips are warm!

[Kisses him.

I Watch. [Within.] Lead, boy.-Which way?
Jul. Yea, noise ?-then I'll be brief.-O happy
dagger! [Snatching ROMEO's dagger.
This is thy sheath. [Stabs herself.] There rust, and let
me die.' [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 Thus the quarto of 1599. That of 1597 reads:

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1 Watch. The ground is bloody; search about the
church-yard:

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SC. I.]

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.

ROMEO AND JULIET.

We see the ground whereon these woes do lie;
But the true ground of all these piteous woes,
We cannot without circumstance descry.

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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 hither.

Enter the Prince and Attendants.

Prince. What misadventure is so early up, That calls our person from our morning's rest?

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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.

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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 ;

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