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Betroth'd, and would have married her perforce,
letter back: Then all alone,
Be sacrific'd, some hour before his time,
Prince. We still have known thee for a holy
Where's Romeo's man? what can he say to this?
Balth. I brought my master news of Juliet's death ; And then in post he came from Mantua, 400 To this same place, to this same monument. This letter he early bid me give his father ; And threaten'd me with death, going in the vault, If I departed not, and left him there.
Prince. Give me the letter, I will look on it. Where is the county's page that rais'd the watch ? Sirrah, what made your master in this place ? Page. He came with flowers to strew his lady's
grave; And bid me stand aloof, and so I did : Anon, comes one with light to ope the tomb; 410 And, by and by, my master drew on him; And then I ran away to call the watch. Prince. This letter doth make good the friar's
words, Their course of love, the tidings of her death : And here he writes--that he did buy a poison Of a poor 'pothecary, and therewithal Came this vault die, and lie with Juliet. Where be these enemies ? Capulet! Montague! See, what a scourge is laid upon your hate, That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! M
And I, for winking at your discords too,
Cap. O brother Montague, give me thy hand :
Mon. But I can give thee more:
brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not shew his head : Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things;
Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe, Than this of Juliet and her Romeo. [ Exeunt cmnes,
Printed for, and under the Direction of,
John BELL, British Library, STRAND, Bookseller to His Royal Highness the Prince of WALES.