Fri. Arife; one knocks; good Romeo, hide thyfelf, [Knocking within. Rom. Not I; unlefs the breath of heart-fick groans, Mift-like, infold me from the fearch of eyes.

[Knocking

Fri. Hark, how they knock !-Who's there?-Romeo,

arife;

Thou wilt be taken :-Stay a while :-ftand up;

[Knocking

Run to my ftudy:-By and by :-God's will!
What wilfulness is this ?-I come, I come.

[Knocking.

Who knocks fo hard? whence come you? what's your will? Nurfe. [within.] Let me come in, and you fhall know

my errand;

I come from lady Juliet.

Fri.

Welcome then.

Enter Nurfe.

Nurfe. O holy friar, O, tell me, holy friar, Where is my lady's lord, where's Romeo?

Fri. There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. Nurfe. O, he is even in my mistress' cafe,

Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering:-
Stand up, ftand up; ftand, an you be a man:
For Juliet's fake, for her fake, rife and ftand;
Why fhould you fall into fo deep an O?

Rom. Nurfe!

Nurfe. Ah fir! ah fir!-Well, death's the end of all. Rom. Spak'ft thou of Juliet? how is it with her?

Doth

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Doth the not think me an old murderer,

Now I have ftain'd the childhood of our joy
With blood remov'd but little from her own?

Where is the? and how doth fhe? and what fays
My conceal'd lady to our cancell❜d love?

Nurfe. O, fhe fays nothing, fir, but weeps and weeps ; And now falls on her bed; and then starts up,

And Tybalt calls; and then on Romeo cries,
And then down falls again.

Rom.

As if that name,

Shot from the deadly level of a gun,

Did murder her; as that name's cursed hand
Murder'd her kinfman.-O tell me, friar, tell me,
In what vile part of this anatomy

Doth my name lodge? tell me, that I may fack

The hateful manfion.

Fri.

[drawing bis fword.

Hold thy defperate hand :
Art thou a man? thy form cries out, thou art;
Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote
The unreasonable fury of a beast :

Unfeemly woman, in a feeming man!
Or ill-befeeming beaft, in feeming both!
Thou haft amaz'd me: by my holy order,

I thought thy disposition better temper'd.
Haft thou flain Tybalt? wilt thou flay thyself?
And flay thy lady too that lives in thee,

By doing damned hate upon thyself?

Why rail'ft thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth?
Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet
In thee at once; which thou at once would'st lofe.
Fie, fie! thou fham'ft thy fhape, thy love, thy wit;
Which, like an ufurer, abound'st in all,

And useft none in that true ufe indeed

Which should bedeck thy fhape, thy love, thy wit.

Thy

Thy noble shape is but a form of wax,
Digreffing from the valour of a man:

Thy dear love, fworn, but hollow perjury,
Killing that love which thou haft vow'd to cherish:
Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love,
Mif-fhapen in the conduct of them both,
Like powder in a skill-less soldier's flask,
Is set on fire by thine own ignorance,

And thou difmember'd with thine own defence.
What, rouse thee, man! thy Juliet is alive,
For whofe dear fake thou waft but lately dead;
There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee,
But thou flew'ft Tybalt; there art thou happy too :
The law, that threaten'd death, becomes thy friend,
And turns it to exile; there art thou happy :
A pack of bleffings lights upon thy back;
Happiness courts thee in her beft array;
But, like a mis-behav'd and fullen wench,
Thou pout'ft upon thy fortune and thy love :
Take heed, take heed, for such die miferable.
Go, get thee to thy love, as was decreed,
Afcend her chamber, hence and comfort her;
But, look, thou ftay not till the watch be fet,
For then thou canst not pass to Mantua;
Where thou shalt live, till we can find a time
To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends,
Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee back
With twenty hundred thousand times more joy
Than thou went'st forth in lamentation.-
Go before, nurse: commend me to thy lady;
And bid her haften all the house to bed,
Which heavy forrow makes them apt unto :
Romeo is coming.

Nurfe. O Lord, I could have ftaid here all the night,

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