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ROMEO           Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet?                         O, what more favour can I do to thee                         Than with the hand that cut thy youth in twain                         To sunder his that was thine enemy?                         Forgive me, cousin. (5.3.97-101) This speech in the tomb (of which this is, obviously, only one […]

ROMEO                                   O my love, my wife,                         Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath,                         Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty:                         Thou art not conquered, beauty’s ensign yet                         Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks                         And Death’s pale flag is not advancèd there. (5.3.91-96). As anyone […]

ROMEO           Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interred.                                     [Laying Paris in the tomb.]                         How oft when men are at the point of death                         Have they been merry, which their keepers call                         A light’ning before death! O how may I                         Call this a light’ning? (5.3.87-91) Paris is death, because […]

ROMEO                                   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, slaughtered youth;                         For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes                         This vault a feasting presence full of light. (5.3.81-86) At some point, the […]

ROMEO                                   Let me peruse this face.                         Mercutio’s kinsman, noble County Paris!                         What said my man, when my betossèd 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 […]

PARIS              I do defy thy conjuration,                         And apprehend thee for a felon here. ROMEO           Wilt thou provoke me? then have at thee, boy!                                     [They fight.] PAGE               O Lord, they fight! I will go call the Watch.                         [Exit] PARIS              O, I am slain! [Falls.] If thou be merciful,                         Open the tomb, lay […]

ROMEO           I must indeed, and therefore came I hither.                         Good gentle youth, tempt not a desp’rate man,                         Fly hence and leave me. Think upon these gone,                         Let them affright thee. I beseech thee, youth,                         Put not another sin upon my head,                         By urging me to fury: O be gone!                         […]

PARIS              This is that banished haughty Montague,                         That murdered my love’s cousin, with which grief                         It is supposèd the fair creature died,                         And here is come to do some villainous shame                         To the dead bodies. I will apprehend him.                                                 [Steps forth.]                         Stop thy unhallowed toil, vile Montague!                         Can […]

BALTHASAR   I will be gone, sir, and not trouble ye. ROMEO           So shalt thou show me friendship. Take thou that,                                     [Gives a purse.]                         Live and be prosperous, and farewell, good fellow. BALTHASAR   [Aside] For all this same, I’ll hide me hereabout,                         His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt.     [Retires.] ROMEO           […]

ROMEO           But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry                         In what I farther shall intend to do,                         By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint,                         And strew this hungry graveyard with thy limbs.                         The time and my intents are savage-wild,                         More fierce and more inexorable far                         Than empty […]