Go, some of you, whome'er you find, attach. 300 [Exeunt some. Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain;- Enter some of the Watch, with BALTHASAR. Watch. Here's Romeo's man, we found him in the church yard. 1 Watch. Hold him in safety, 'till the prince come hither. Enter another Watchman, with Friar LAWRENCE. 310 3 Watch. Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: We took this mattock and this spade from him, Enter the Prince, and Attendants. Prince. What misadventure is so early up, That calls our person from our morning's rest? Enter Enter CAPULET, and Lady CAPULET, &c. Cap. What should it be, that they so shriek abroad? La. Cap. The people in the street cry-Romeo, Some-Juliet, and some-Paris; and all run, With open out-cry, toward our monument. 320 Prince. What fear is this, which startles in our ears? Watch. Sovereign, here lies the county Paris slain; And Romeo dead; and Juliet, dead before, Prince. Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes. Watch. Here is a friar, and slaughter'd Romeo's man; With instruments upon them, fit to open These dead men's tombs. Cap. O, heaven!-O, wife! look how our daugh ter bleeds! This dagger hath mista'en, for, lo! his house Lies empty on the back of Montague, And it mis-sheathed in my daughter's bosom. Enter MONTAGUE, and Others. 33° Prince. Come, Montague; for thou art early up, To see thy son and heir more early down. Mon. Mon. Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night; Grief of my son's exile hath stopp'd her breath: What further woe conspires against my age? Prince. Look, and thou shalt see. Mon. O thou untaught! what manners is in this, To press before thy father to a grave ? 340 Prince. Seal up the mouth of outrage for a while, 'Till we can clear these ambiguities, And know their spring, their head, their true descent; And then will I be general of your woes, And lead you even to death: Mean time forbear, Law. I am the greatest, able to do least, 350 Prince. Then say at once what thou dost know in this. Law. I will be brief, for my short date of breath Is not so long as is a tedious tale. Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet ; 3 Betroth'd, |