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She will beshrew me much, that Romeo
A churchyard ; in it a monument belonging to the
Capulets. Enter Paris; and his page, bearing flowers and a
torch. Pa. Give me thy torch, boy: hence, and stand
Page. I am almost afraid to stand alone
[retires. Pa. Sweet flower, with flowers I strew thy bridal
Accept this latest favor at my hands ;
[the Boy whistles.
Enter ROMEO, and BALTHASAR with a torch,
mattock, &c. Ro. 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'st or seest, stand all aloof, And do not interrupt me in my course. Why I descend 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:1 therefore hence; be gone :But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry In what I farther shall intend to do, By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint, And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs.
Ti. e. in an action of importance.
The time and my intents are savage-wild;
Bal. I will be gone, sir, and not trouble you.
thou that; Live, and be prosperous; and farewell, good fellow.
Bal. For all this same, I 'll hide me hereabout : His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt. [retires.
Ro. Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth, Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open,
[breaking open the door of the monument. And, in despite, I 'll cram thee with more food !
Pa. This is that banish'd haughty Montague, That murder'd my love's cousin ; with which grief, It is supposed, the fair creature died; And here is come to do some villanous shame To the dead bodies.-I will apprehend him.
[advances. Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague; Can vengeance be pursued farther than death? Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee : Obey, and go with me; for thou must die. Ro. I must, indeed; and therefore came I
hither.Good gentle youth, tempt not a desperate man; Fly hence and leave me :
By heaven, I love thee better than myself;
Pa. I do defy thy conjurations,
[they fight. Page. O lord! they fight: I will go call the watch.
[Exit Page. Pa. O, I am slain ! (falls.]-If thou be merciful, Open the tomb; lay me with Juliet.
[dies. Ro. In faith, I will. Let me peruse this face :Mercutio’s kinsman, noble county Paris. What said my man,
[laying Paris in the monument. How oft, when men are at the point of death,
1 I refuse to do as thou conjurest me to do; i.e. to depart. 2 Presence-chamber.
Have they been merry! which their keepers call
i For conductor.