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ROMEO AND JULIET,
P'll bury thee in a triumphant grave,
[Laying Paris in the Monument.
RENCE, with a lantern, crow, and spade.
[!] A presence ineans a publick room, which is at times the presence-chan, der of the sovereign.
Have my old feet stumbled at graves 2-Who's there? Who is it that consorts, so late, the dead?
Bal. Here's one, a friend, and one that knows you well.
Fri. Bliss be upon you ! Tell me, good my friend,
Bal. It doth so, holy sir; and there's my master,
Fri. Who is it?
Bal. I dare not, sir :
Fri. Stay then, I'll go alone :-Fear comes upon me ; 0, much I fear some ill unlucky thing.
Bal. As I did sleep under this yew-tree here,
[Enters the Monument. Romeo ! O, pale !-Who else what, Paris too? And steep'd in blood ?-Ah, what an unkind hour Is guilty of this lamentable chance! The lady stirs.
[JULIET wakes and stirs. Jul. O, comfortable friar ! where is my lord ! I do remember well where I should be, And there I am :- Where is my Romeo ? [Noise within.
(2) This accident was reckoned ominous. So in King Henry VI. part 3:
“ For many men that stumble at the threshold,
Are well foretold that danger lurks within." Again, in Richard III. Hastings, going to execution, says;
“ Three times to-day my footcloth horse did stumble." STEEVENS. (3} This is one of the touches of nature that would have escaped the hand of any painter less attentive to it than Shakspeare. What happens to a person while he is under the manifest influence of fear, will seem to him, when he is recovered from it, like a dream. Homer, Book 8th, represents Rhesus dying fast asleep. and as it were beholding his enemy in a dream plunging a sword into his bosom. Eustathius and Dacier both applaud this image as very natural ; for a man in such a condition, says Mr. Pope, awakes no further than to see confusedly what environs him, and to think it not a reality but a vision.
So shall no foot upon the churchyard tread,
Page. I am almost afraid to stand alone
Par. Sweet flower, with flowers I strew thy bridal bed: Sweet tomb, that in thy circuit dost contain The perfect model of eternity ; Fair Juliet, that with angels dost remain, 8 Accept this latest favour at my hands ; That living honour'd thee, and, being dead, With funeral praises do adorn thy tomb !
[The Boy whistles. The boy gives warning, something doth approach. What cursed foot wanders this way to-night, To cross my obsequies, and true love's ritest What, with a torch !--muffle me, night, awhile.
[Retires. Enter Romeo and BALTHASAR, with a torch, mattock, &c.
Rom. Give me that mattock, and the wrenching irom
 These four lines from the old edition. POPE.
“ Sweet Auw'r, with Row'rs thy bridal bed I strew ;
“ O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones,
“Or, wanting that, with tears distill’d by moans.
Nightly shall be, to strew thy grave and weep." JOHNSON. (9] That is, action of importance. Gems were supposed to have great powers and virtues. JOHNSON.
16* VOL. VIII.
Than empty tigers, or the roaring sea.
Bal. I will be gone, sir, and not trouble you. Rom.Soshalt thou show me friendship:- Takethou that: Live, and be prosperous ; and farewell, good fellow.
Bal. For all this same, I'll hide me hereabout ;
Rom. Thou détestable maw, thou womb of death,
[Breaking open the door of the Monument. And, in despite, I'll cram thee with more food !
Par. This is that banish'd haughty Montague, That murder'd my love's cousin ;-with which grief, It is supposed, the fair creature dy'd, And here is come to do some villainous 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 prehend thee : Obey, and go with me, for thou must die.
Rom. 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 thèm affright thee.-I beseech thee, youth, Heap not another sin upon my head, By urging me to fury :-0, 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 bade thee run away.
Par. I do defy thy conjurations, And do attach thee as a felon here. Rom. Wilt thou provoke me ? then have at thee, boy.
[They fight. Page.O lord, they fight: I will go call the watch. (Exit.
Par. O, I am slain ! [Falls.]-If thou .be merciful, Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet.
[Dies. Rom. In faith, I will :-Let me peruse this face ; Mercutio's kinsman, noble county Paris : What said my man, when my belossed soul Did not attend him as we rode ? I think, He told me, Paris should have marry'd 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 !
Fri. I hear some noise. -Lady, come from that nest Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep ; A greater Power than we can contradict Hath thwarted our intents; come, come away : Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead; And Paris too ; come, I'll dispose of thee Among a sisterhood of holy nuns : Stay not to question, for the watch is coming ; Come, go, good Juliet,-[Noise again.] I dare stay no
[Exit. Jul. Go, get thee hence, for I will not away:What's here? a cup, clos’d in my true love's hand ? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end :O churi ! drink all; and leave no friendly drop, To help me after ?-I will kiss thy lips; Haply, some poison yet doth hang on them, To make me die with a restorative. [Kisses him. Thy lips are warm ! 1 Watch. [Within.) Lead, boy : Which way
? Jul. Yea, noise ?—then I'll be brief.-O happy dagger!
[Snatching Romeo's dagger. This is thy sheath ; [Stabs herself.) there rust, and let
(Falls on ROMEO's body, and dies. Enter Watch, with the Page of Paris, Page. This is the place ; there, where the torch
doth burn. 1 Watch. The ground is bloody ; Search about the
churchyard: Go, some of you, whoe'er you find, attach. [Exe. some. Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain ;And Juliet bleeding ; warm, and newly dead, Who bere hath lain these two days buried. Go, tell the prince,-run to the Capulets, Raise up the Montagues-some others search ;
[Exe, other Watchmen. We see the ground whereon these woes do lie ; But the true ground of all these piteous woes, We cannot without circumstance descry.
Enter some of the Watch, with BALTHASAR. 2 Watch. Here's Romeo's man, we found him in the
churchyard. 1 Watch Hold him in safety, till the prince come