To make me die with a restorative. Thy lips are warm! [Kisses him 1 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 [Falls on ROMEO's body, and dies. me die. 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, who e'er you find, attach. [Exeunt some. Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain ;- [Exeunt other Watchmen. We see the ground whereon these woes do lie; Enter some of the Watch, with BALTHASAR. Watch. Here's Romeo's man, we found him in the churchyard. 1 Watch. Hold him in safety, till the prince come nither. Enter another Watchman, with Friar LAURENCE. 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, 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; And Romeo dead; and Juliet, dead before, Warm and new kill'd. 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 These dead men's tombs. Cap. O, heavens!-O, wife! look how our daughter bleeds! This dagger hath mista'en,-for, lo! his house And is mis-sheathed in my daughter's bosom. Enter MONTAGUE and others. Prince. Come, Montague; for thou 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. Το Mon. O thou untaught! what manners is in this, press before thy father to a grave? Prince. Seal up the mouth of outrage for a while, Till we can clear these ambiguities, And know their spring, their head, their true descent And lead you even to death: Mean time forbear, Fri. I am the greatest, able to do least, Prince. Then say at once what thou dost know in this. Fri. I will be brief, for my short date of breath Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet; Or, in my cell there would she kill herself. The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo, Came I to take her from her kindred's vault; Prince. We still have known thee for a holy man.Where's Romeo's man? what can he say in this? Bal. I brought my master news of Juliet's death; And then in post he came from Mantua, To this same place, to this same monument. This letter he early bid me give his father; 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 master in this place? Page. He came with flowers to strew his lady's grave; And bid me stand aloof, and so I did: Anon, comes one with light to ope the tomb; 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: Came to this vault to die, and lie with Juliet.- Have lost a brace of kinsmen:-all are punish'd. Mon. But I can give thee more: Cap. As rich shall Romeo by his lady lie; |