And drink it off; and, if you had the strength Doing more murders in this loathsome world, I sell thee poison, thou hast sold me none. [Exeunt. SCENE II. FRIAR LAURENCE'S CELL. Enter Friar John. John. Holy Franciscan friar! brother, ho! Enter Friar Laurence. Lau. This same should be the voice of friar Welcome from Mantua: What says Romeo? And finding him, the searchers of the town, So that my speed to Mantua there was stay'd. Lau. Who bare my letter then to Romeo? John. I could not send it,-here it is again,→→→ Nor get a messenger to bring it thee, So fearful were they of infection. Lau. Unhappy fortune! by my brotherhood, John. Brother, I'll go and bring 't thee. [Exit. But I will write again to Mantua, And keep her at my cell till Romeo come; [Exit. SCENE III. A CHURCH-YARD; IN IT, A MONUMENT BELONGING TO THE CAPULETS. Enter Paris, and his Page, bearing flowers and a torch. Par. Give me thy torch, boy: Hence, and stand aloof; Yet put it out, for I would not be seen. Under yon yew-trees lay thee all along, Holding thine ear close to the hollow ground; Par. Sweet flower, with flowers I strew thy bri dal bed: Sweet tomb, that in thy circuit dost contain The perfect model of eternity; Fair Juliet, that with angels dost remain, [The boy whistles. The boy gives warning, something doth approach. What cursed foot wanders this way to-night, To cross my obsequies, and true love's rites? What, with a torch!-muffle me, night, a-while. [Retires. Enter Romeo and Balthasar with a torch, mattock, &c. Rom. Give me that mattock, and the wrench ing iron. Hold, take this letter; early in the morning Why I descend into this bed of death, But, chiefly, to take thence from her dead finger In dear employment: therefore hence, be gone:- Bal. I will be gone, sir, and not trouble you. Rom. So shalt thou show me friendship.-Take thou that: Live, and be prosperous; and farewel, good fellow. [breaking open the door of the monument. And, in despite, I'll cram thee with more food! Par. 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 villainous shame [Advances. Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague; Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee: Obey, and go with me; for thou must die. Rom. I must, indeed; and therefore came I hither. Good gentle youth, tempt not a desperate man, By urging me to fury:-O, be gone! Par. I do defy thy conjurations, And do attach thee as a felon here. Rom. Wilt thou provoke me? then have at thee, boy. [They fight. Page. O lord! they fight: I will go call the watch. [Exit Page. Par. O, I am slain! [falls.]-If thou be merciful, Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet. [Dies. 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! I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave,— A grave? O, no; a lantern, slaughter'd youth, I |