Ap. Put this in any liquid thing you will, Rom. There is thy gold, worse poison to men sous, Than these poor compounds that thou may'st not sell ; SCENE. III. The Monastery at VERONA. Enter Friar JOHN to Friar LAWRENCE. Jobn. H OLY Franciscan Friar! brother! ho! Exeunt. Law. This same should be the voice of Welcome from Mantua: what says Romeo? Here in this city visiting the sick; Law. Unhappy fortune! by my brotherhood, May do much danger. Friar John, go hence, Jobn. Brother I'll go and bring it thee. [Exit.. She She will beshrew me much that Romeo And keep her at my cell 'till Romeo come. Poor living coarse clos'd in a dead man's tomb! [Exit. SCENE. IV.. A Church-yard; In it, a Monument belonging to the CA Par. PULETS. Enter PARIS and bis Page with a light. G IVE me thy torch, boy! hence, and stand aloof. Under yon 'yew-tree lay thee all along, Placing thy ear close to the hollow ground, [Exit. Here in the church-yard, yet I will adventure. Par, Sweet flow'rs! with flow'rs thy bridal bed I strow ; [Strewing flowers. Fair Juliet that with angels doth remain, Accept this latest favour at my hand, That living honour'd thee, and, being dead, With fun'ral obsequies adorn thy tomb. [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 rite? What, with a torch? muffle me, night a while. [Paris retires. SCENE. V. Rom. Enter ROMEO and BALTHASAR with a light. G IVE me the wrenching iron. Hold, take this letter, early in the morning See thou deliver to my lord and father. Put Put out the torch, and on thy life I charge thee, But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger, In dear employment! therefore hence, be gone; In what I further shall intend to do, By heav'n, I will tear thee joint by joint, And strew this hungry church-yard with thy limbs; Than empty tigers, or the roaring sea. Bal. I will be gone, Sir, and not trouble you. Rom. So shalt thou win my favour. Take thou that, Live and be prosp'rous, and farewell, good fellow. Bal. For all this same, I'll hide me near this place: His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt, [Exit. Rom. Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, Gorg'd with the dearest morsel of the earth; Thus I inforce thy rotten jaws to open. [Breaking open the monument. And in despite I'll cram thee with more food. Par. (Shewing himself.) Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague: Can vengeance be pursu'd further than death? Condemn'd villain, I do apprehend thee; Obey and go with me, for thou must die. Rom. I must indeed, and therefore came I thither Good, gentle youth, tempt not a desp'rate män; Fly hence and leave me; By heav'n I love thee better than myself; For I came hither arm'd against myself. Par. I do defy thy pity and thy counsel, And apprehend thee for a felon here. Rom. Wilt thou provoke me? then have at thee boy.* [They fight Paris falls. Page. Oh lord, they fight! I will go call the watch. Par. Oh, I am slain; if thou be merciful, Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet. Rom. In faith, I will; let me peruse this face Mercutio's Mercutio's kinsman! noble County Paris! One writ with me in sour misfortune's book; For here lies Juliet-Oh my love, my wife! And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars Come bitter conduct, come unsav'ry guide, Arms take your last embrace; and lips do you Jul. Where am I? defend me! [Juliet wakes. Rom. She speaks, she lives! and we shall still be bless'd! My kind propitious stars o'erpay me now For all my sorrows past-rise, rise, my Juliet, And from this caye of death, this house of horror, [Takes ber band. Jul. Bless me! how cold it is! who's there 'Tis thy Romeo, Juliet; rais'd from despair And let us fly together [Brings ber from the tomb. Jul. Why do you force me so? I'll ne'er consent My strength may fail me, but my will's unmov'd, I'll not wed Paris-Romeo is my husband Rom. Her senses are unsettled-Heav'n restore 'em? Romeo is my husband; I am that Romeo, Nor all the opposing pow'rs of earth or man, Shall break our bonds or tear thee from my heart. Jul. I know! that voice-Its magic sweetness wakes My My tranced soul-I now remember well [Going to embrace him. Dost thou avoid me, Romeo? let me touch Thy hand, and taste the cordial of thy lips———— Rom. Oh I cannot, I have no strength but want thy feeble aid; Jul. Poison! what means my lord? thy trembling Pale lips! and swimming eyes! death's in thy face! Was happiness and thee; but now the poison Rom. I know not that I thought thee dead; distracted at the sight, Jul. And did I wake for this! Rom. My powers are blasted, 'Twixt death and life I'm torn-I'm distracted! Jul. Thou rav'st-lean on my breast Rom. Father's have flinty hearts, no tears can melt 'em, Nature pleads in vain-Children must be wretchedJul. Oh my breaking heart Rom. She is my wife-our hearts ars twin'd togetherCapulet forbear-Paris loose your hold Pull not our heart-strings thus-they crack-they breakOh Juliet! Juliet! Jul. Stay, stay, for me, Romeo [Dies. A moment stay: fate marries us in death, And |