Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars Arms, take your last embrace! and lips, O you Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die. Enter at the other end of the Churchyard, FRIAR LAURENCE, with a Lantern, Crow, and Spade. Fri. Saint Francis be my speed! how oft tonight [there? Have my old feet stumbled at graves?-Who's Who is it that consorts, so late, the dead? Bal. Here's one, a friend, and one that knows you well. Fri. Bliss be upon you! Tell me, good my friend, What torch is yond' that vainly lends his light Bal. It doth so, holy sir; and there's my One that you love. Fri. Bal. [master, Romeo. Full half an hour. Who is it? Fri. How long hath he been there? Fri. Go with me to the vault. .Bal. 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 dreamt my master and another fought, And that my master slew him. 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 discolour'd by this place of peace? [Enters the Monument. Romeo! O, pale !-Who else? what, Paris too? And steep'd in blood?-Ah, what an unkind hour Is guilty of this lamentable chance! The lady stirs. [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 nest Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep; [Exit. Jul. Go, get thee hence, for I will not away.What's here? a cup, clos'd in my true love's hand? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end :- Thy lips are warm! [Kisses him. 1 Watch. [Within.] Lead, boy:-Which way? Jul. Yea, noise?-then I'll be brief.-O happy [Snatching ROMEO'S Dagger. This is thy sheath [Stabs herself]; there rust, and let me die. dagger! [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 Watch. The ground is bloody; Search about the churchyard: Go, some of you, whoe'er you find, attach. Enter some of the Watch, with BALTHASAR. 2 Watch. Here's Romeo's man, we found him in the churchyard. 1 Watch. Hold him in safety, till the prince come hither. 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, Prince. What misadventure is so early up, That calls our person from our morning's rest? 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 [slain; 1 Watch. Sovereign, here lies the county Paris And Romeo dead; and Juliet, dead before, Warm and new kill'd. ears? Prince. Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes. 1 Watch. Here is a friar, and slaughter'd Romeo's man, With instruments upon them, fit to open Cap. O heavens!-O, wife! look how our This dagger hath mista'en,-for lo! this house Enter MONTAGUE and Others. Prince. Come, Montague, forthou art early up, To see thy son and heir more early down. Mon. Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night; Grief of my son's exile hath stopp'd her breath; What further woe conspires against mine age? Prince. Look, and thou shalt see. Mon. O thou untaught! what manners is in this, To press before thy father to a grave? [while, Prince. Seal up the mouth of outrage for a 'Till we can clear these ambiguities, [descent; And know their spring, their head, their true And then will I be general of your woes, And lead you even to death: Mean time forbear, And let mischance be slave to patience.Bring forth the parties of suspicion. Fri. I am the greatest, able to do least, Yet most suspected, as the time and place Doth make against me, of this direful murder; And here I stand, both to impeach and purge Myself condemned and myself excus'd. Prince. Then say at once what thou dost know in this. Fri. I will be brief, for my short date of breath Is not so long as is a tedious tale. Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet ; For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pin'd. The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo, Came I to take her from her kindred's vault; [man.Prince. We still have known thee for a holy Where's Romeo's man? what can he say in this? |