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Tybalt is dead, and Romeo-banished ;
320 That-banished, that one word-banished, Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's death Was woe enough, if it had ended there: Or,-if sour woe delights in fellowship, And needly will be rank'd with other griefs, – Why follow'd not, when she said Tybalt's dead, Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both, Which modern lamentation might have mov'd ? But, with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death, Romeo is banished,--to speak that word,
330 Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet, All slain, all dead : Romeo is banished, There is no end, no limit, measure, bound, In that word's death: no words can that woe sound.Where is my father, and my mother, nurse ?
Nurse. Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse : Will you go to them? I will bring you thither. Jul. Wash they his wounds with tears ? mine shall
be spent, When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment. Take up those cords :-Poor ropes, you are beguild, Both you and I; for Romeo is exil'd :
Nurse. Hie to your chamber : I'll find Romeo
I'll to him ; he is hid at Lawrence' cell. 349 Jul. O find him! give this ring to my true knight, And bid hiin come to take his last farewel.
Friar Lawrence's Cell. Enter Friar LAWRENCE,
and ROMEO. Fri. Romeo, come forth ; come forth, thou fearful
man ; Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity. Rom. Father, what news ? what is the prince's
doom? What sorrow craves acquaintance at my hand, That I yet know not?
Fri. Too familiar Is my dear son with such sour company: I bring thee tidings of the prince's doom. 360 Rom. What less than dooms-day is the prince's
doom? Fri. A gentler judgment vanish'd from his lips, Not body's death, but body's banishment.
Rom. Ha! banishment? be merciful, say_death ; For exile hath more terror in his look, Much more than death : do not say-banishment.
Fri. Here from Verona art thou banished: Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.
Rom. There is no world without Verona walls,
Fri. O deadly sin ! O rude unthankfulness !
380 Rom. 'Tis torture, and not mercy: heaven is
But-banished to kill me ? banished ?
Fri, I'll give thee armour to keep off that word;
Rom. Yet banished ?-Hang up philosophy!
410 Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom ; It helps not, it prevails not, talk no more.
Fri. O, then I see that madmen have no ears.
no eyes ? Fri. Let me dispute with thee of thy estate. Rom. Thou canst not speak of what thou dost not
Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love,
420 And fall upon the ground, as I do now, Taking the measure of an unmade grave.
Fri. Arise; one knocks; good Romeo hide thyself.
[Knock within. Rom. Not I; unless the breath of heart-sick
groans, Mist-like, infold me from the search of eyes.
[Knock. Fri. Hark, how they knock!
-Who's there? Romeo, arise; Thou wilt be taken :-Stay a while :-stand up;
[Knock. Run to my study :--By and by :-God's will! What wilfulness is this ?-I come, I come.
[Knock. Who knocks so hard ? whence come you? what's
430 Nurse. [within.] Let me come in, and you shall
know my I come from lady Juliet.
Fri. Welcome then.
your will ?
Nurse. 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. Nurse. O, he is even in my mistress' case, Just in her case !-
Fri. O woeful sympathy! Piteous predicament !
440 Nurse. Even so lies she,