Romeo and Juliet

Shakespeare, William

• Publisher: pubOne.info
• Year: 2010
• eBook ISBN: 9782819911890
• Topic: Literature
• Subtopic: Classics
• Index: Literature

pubOne.info thank you for your continued support and wish to present you this new edition. [Enter Sampson and Gregory armed with swords and bucklers.

Scene III. A churchyard; in it a Monument belonging to the

Capulets.

[Enter Paris, and his Page bearing flowers and a torch.]

Paris.
Give me thy torch, boy: hence, and stand aloof; -
Yet put it out, for I would not be seen.
Under yond yew tree lay thee all along,
Holding thine ear close to the hollow ground;
So shall no foot upon the churchyard tread, -
Being loose, unfirm, with digging up of graves, -
But thou shalt hear it: whistle then to me,
As signal that thou hear'st something approach.
Give me those flowers. Do as I bid thee, go.

Page.
[Aside.] I am almost afraid to stand alone
Here in the churchyard; yet I will adventure.

[Retires.]

Paris.
Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew:
O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones!
Which with sweet water nightly I will dew;
Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans:
The obsequies that I for thee will keep,
Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep.

[The Page 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, awhile.

[Retires.]

[Enter Romeo and Balthasar with a torch, mattock, and c.]

Romeo.
Give me that mattock and the wrenching iron.
Hold, take this letter; early in the morning
See thou deliver it to my lord and father.
Give me the light; upon thy life I charge thee,
Whate'er thou hear'st or seest, stand all aloof
And do not interrupt me in my course.
Why I descend into this bed of death
Is partly to behold my lady's face,
But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger
A precious ring, - a ring that I must use
In dear employment: therefore hence, be gone: -
But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry
In what I further shall intend to do,
By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint,
And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs:
The time and my intents are savage-wild;
More fierce and more inexorable far
Than empty tigers or the roaring sea.

Balthasar.
I will be gone, sir, and not trouble you.

Romeo.
So shalt thou show me friendship. - Take thou that:
Live, and be prosperous: and farewell, good fellow.

Balthasar.
For all this same, I'll hide me hereabout:
His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt.

[Retires.]

Romeo.
Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death,
Gorg'd with the dearest morsel of the earth,
Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open,

[Breaking open the door of the monument.]

And, in despite, I'll cram thee with more food!

Paris.
This is that banish'd haughty Montague
That murder'd my love's cousin, - with which grief,
It is supposed, the fair creature died, -
And here is come to do some villanous shame
To the dead bodies: I will apprehend him. -

[Advances.]

Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague!
Can vengeance be pursu'd further than death?
Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee;
Obey, and go with me; for thou must die.

Romeo.
I must indeed; and therefore came I hither. -
Good gentle youth, tempt not a desperate 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!
By heaven, I love thee better than myself;
For I come hither arm'd against myself:
Stay not, be gone; - live, and hereafter say,
A madman's mercy bid thee run away.

Paris.
I do defy thy conjurations,
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 me with Juliet.

[Dies.]

Romeo.
In faith, I will. - Let me peruse this face: -
Mercutio's kinsman, noble County Paris! -
What said my man, when my betossed 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 I mad, hearing him talk of Juliet,
To think it was so? - 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 lanthorn, slaught'red youth,
For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes
This vault a feasting presence full of light.
Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd.

[Laying Paris in the monument.]

How oft when men are at the point of death
Have they been merry! wh...

Table of contents

• THE PROLOGUE
• ACT I.
• Scene I. A public place.
• Scene II. A Street.
• Scene III. Room in Capulet's House.
• Scene IV. A Street.
• Scene V. A Hall in Capulet's House.
• ACT II.
• Scene I. An open place adjoining Capulet's Garden.
• Scene II. Capulet's Garden.
• Scene III. Friar Lawrence's Cell.
• Scene IV. A Street.
• Scene V. Capulet's Garden.
• Scene VI. Friar Lawrence's Cell.
• ACT III.
• Scene I. A public Place.
• Scene II. A Room in Capulet's House.
• Scene III. Friar Lawrence's cell.
• Scene IV. A Room in Capulet's House.
• Scene V. An open Gallery to Juliet's Chamber, overlooking the
• ACT IV.
• Scene I. Friar Lawrence's Cell.
• Scene II. Hall in Capulet's House.
• Scene III. Juliet's Chamber.
• Scene IV. Hall in Capulet's House.
• Scene V. Juliet's Chamber; Juliet on the bed.
• Act V.
• Scene I. Mantua. A Street.
• Scene II. Friar Lawrence's Cell.
• Scene III. A churchyard; in it a Monument belonging to the
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