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And for the proofe of this his tale, he doth desyer
The judge to send forthwith to Mantua for the fryer,
And, more beside, to thend that they might judge his cause the
He prayeth them depose the nurce of Juliet,
And Romeus man, whom at unawares besyde the tombe he met. Then Peter, not so much, as erst he was, dismayd:
My lordes, quoth he, too true is all that fryer Laurence sayd.
That erst the skilfull fryer said; and eke the wretches name
The price of it, and why he bought, his letters plaine have tolde.
That they could wish no better proofe, save seeing it with theyr
So orderly all thinges were tolde, and tryed out,
That in the prease there was not one that stoode at all in doute.
The wyser sort, to counsell called by Escalus,
Here geven advice, and Escalus sagely decreeth thus:
Where now by her concealing it a mischeefe great is growne;
In woonted freedome had good leave to lead his lyfe in rest:
And, for the paynes he tooke with him, the hangman had his cote.
Of fryer Lawrence thus araynde, that good barefooted fryre?
The common welth, and in his lyfe was never found to swerve,
Did seem to blot or touch at all the honour of his name.
But of himselfe he went into an hermitage,
Two miles from Veron towne, where he in prayers past forth his
Till that from earth to heaven his heavenly sprite dyd flye:
Nor threatning of the prince, ne mynde of murthers donne, At length, (so mighty Jove it would) by pitye they are wonne,
And lest that length of time might from our myndes remove The memory of so perfect, sound, and so approved love, The bodies dead, removed from vaulte where they did dye, In stately tombe, on pillars great of marble, rayse they hye. On every side above were set, and eke beneath, Great store of cunning epitaphes, in honor of theyr death. And even at this day the tombe is to be seene;* So that among the monuments that in Verona been, There is no monument more worthy of the sight, Then is the tombe of Juliet and Romeus her knight.
Imprinted at London in Fleete Strete within Temble bar, at the signe of the hand and starre, by Richard Tottill the xix day of November, An. do 1562.
* Breval says in his Travels, 1726, that when he was at Verona, his guide shewed him an old building, then converted into a house for orphans, in which the tomb of these unhappy lovers had been; but it was then destroyed. Malone.
END OF VOL. XII.
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