Ju be much in years, 1ry Romeo. I will oft no pportunity, st, ou, we shall ever ricet IT .ot and all these woes -br. nene in our time to cor.e. All I have an ili divining soul. Mathis, I see thes, now thou at bed w, As one dead in the bottom of a tub. Ro. And trust me, love, in my eye so do you: Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu! adieu! [Exit Romeo. Ju. O Fortune, Fortune! all men call thee fickle: If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him L. Cap. [within.] Ho, daughter! are you up? Enter LADY CAPULET. L. Cap. Why, how now, Juliet ? Ju. Madam, I am not well. L. Cap. Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live; Therefore, have done: some grief shows much of love; But much of grief shows still some want of wit. 1 Brings. Which you weep for. Ju. Feeling so the loss, I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. L. Cap. Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death, As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him. Ju. What villain, madam? L. Cap. That same villain, Romeo. Ju. Villain and he are many miles asunder. God pardon him! I do, with all my heart; And yet no man, like he, doth grieve my heart. L. Cap. That is, because the traitor murderer lives. Ju. Ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands. Would, none but I might venge my cousin's death! L. Cap. We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not: Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,— That shall bestow on him so sure a draught, |