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◈ The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet (로미오와 줄리엣) ◈
◇ Act IV ◇
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1. Act IV, Scene 1

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Friar Laurences cell.
 
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[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS]
 
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Friar Laurence.
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      On Thursday, sir? the time is very short.
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Paris.
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      My father Capulet will have it so;
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      And I am nothing slow to slack his haste.
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Friar Laurence.
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      You say you do not know the lady's mind:
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      Uneven is the course, I like it not.
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Paris.
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      Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death,
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      And therefore have I little talk'd of love;
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      For Venus smiles not in a house of tears.
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      Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous
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      That she doth give her sorrow so much sway,
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      And in his wisdom hastes our marriage,
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      To stop the inundation of her tears;
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      Which, too much minded by herself alone,
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      May be put from her by society:
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      Now do you know the reason of this haste.
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Friar Laurence.
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      [Aside]I would I knew not why it should be slow'd.
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      Look, sir, here comes the lady towards my cell.
 
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[Enter JULIET]
 
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Paris.
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      Happily met, my lady and my wife!
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Juliet.
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      That may be, sir, when I may be a wife.
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Paris.
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      That may be must be, love, on Thursday next.
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Juliet.
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      What must be shall be.
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Friar Laurence.
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      That's a certain text.
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Paris.
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      Come you to make confession to this father?
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Juliet.
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      To answer that, I should confess to you.
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Paris.
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      Do not deny to him that you love me.
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Juliet.
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      I will confess to you that I love him.
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Paris.
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      So will ye, I am sure, that you love me.
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Juliet.
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      If I do so, it will be of more price,
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      Being spoke behind your back, than to your face.
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Paris.
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      Poor soul, thy face is much abused with tears.
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Juliet.
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      The tears have got small victory by that;
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      For it was bad enough before their spite.
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Paris.
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      Thou wrong'st it, more than tears, with that report.
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Juliet.
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      That is no slander, sir, which is a truth;
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      And what I spake, I spake it to my face.
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Paris.
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      Thy face is mine, and thou hast slander'd it.
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Juliet.
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      It may be so, for it is not mine own.
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      Are you at leisure, holy father, now;
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      Or shall I come to you at evening mass?
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Friar Laurence.
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      My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now.
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      My lord, we must entreat the time alone.
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Paris.
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      God shield I should disturb devotion!
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      Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse ye:
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      Till then, adieu; and keep this holy kiss.
 
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[Exit]
 
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Juliet.
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      O shut the door! and when thou hast done so,
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      Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help!
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Friar Laurence.
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      Ah, Juliet, I already know thy grief;
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      It strains me past the compass of my wits:
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      I hear thou must, and nothing may prorogue it,
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      On Thursday next be married to this county.
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Juliet.
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      Tell me not, friar, that thou hear'st of this,
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      Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it:
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      If, in thy wisdom, thou canst give no help,
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      Do thou but call my resolution wise,
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      And with this knife I'll help it presently.
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      God join'd my heart and Romeo's, thou our hands;
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      And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo seal'd,
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      Shall be the label to another deed,
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      Or my true heart with treacherous revolt
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      Turn to another, this shall slay them both:
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      Therefore, out of thy long-experienced time,
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      Give me some present counsel, or, behold,
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      'Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife
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      Shall play the umpire, arbitrating that
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      Which the commission of thy years and art
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      Could to no issue of true honour bring.
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      Be not so long to speak; I long to die,
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      If what thou speak'st speak not of remedy.
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Friar Laurence.
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      Hold, daughter: I do spy a kind of hope,
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      Which craves as desperate an execution.
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      As that is desperate which we would prevent.
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      If, rather than to marry County Paris,
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      Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself,
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      Then is it likely thou wilt undertake
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      A thing like death to chide away this shame,
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      That copest with death himself to scape from it:
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      And, if thou darest, I'll give thee remedy.
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Juliet.
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      O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris,
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      From off the battlements of yonder tower;
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      Or walk in thievish ways; or bid me lurk
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      Where serpents are; chain me with roaring bears;
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      Or shut me nightly in a charnel-house,
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      O'er-cover'd quite with dead men's rattling bones,
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      With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls;
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      Or bid me go into a new-made grave
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      And hide me with a dead man in his shroud;
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      Things that, to hear them told, have made me tremble;
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      And I will do it without fear or doubt,
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      To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love.
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Friar Laurence.
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      Hold, then; go home, be merry, give consent
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      To marry Paris: Wednesday is to-morrow:
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      To-morrow night look that thou lie alone;
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      Let not thy nurse lie with thee in thy chamber:
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      Take thou this vial, being then in bed,
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      And this distilled liquor drink thou off;
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      When presently through all thy veins shall run
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      A cold and drowsy humour, for no pulse
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      Shall keep his native progress, but surcease:
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      No warmth, no breath, shall testify thou livest;
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      The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
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      To paly ashes, thy eyes' windows fall,
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      Like death, when he shuts up the day of life;
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      Each part, deprived of supple government,
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      Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death:
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      And in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death
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      Thou shalt continue two and forty hours,
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      And then awake as from a pleasant sleep.
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      Now, when the bridegroom in the morning comes
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      To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead:
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      Then, as the manner of our country is,
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      In thy best robes uncover'd on the bier
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      Thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault
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      Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie.
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      In the mean time, against thou shalt awake,
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      Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift,
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      And hither shall he come: and he and I
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      Will watch thy waking, and that very night
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      Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua.
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      And this shall free thee from this present shame;
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      If no inconstant toy, nor womanish fear,
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      Abate thy valour in the acting it.
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Juliet.
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      Give me, give me! O, tell not me of fear!
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Friar Laurence.
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      Hold; get you gone, be strong and prosperous
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      In this resolve: I'll send a friar with speed
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      To Mantua, with my letters to thy lord.
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Juliet.
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      Love give me strength! and strength shall help afford.
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      Farewell, dear father!
 
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[Exeunt]
 
 

2. Act IV, Scene 2

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Hall in Capulets house.
 
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[Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, Nurse, and two Servingmen]
 
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Capulet.
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      So many guests invite as here are writ.
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      [Exit First Servant]
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      Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.
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Second Servant.
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      You shall have none ill, sir; for I'll try if they
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      can lick their fingers.
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Capulet.
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      How canst thou try them so?
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Second Servant.
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      Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his
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      own fingers: therefore he that cannot lick his
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      fingers goes not with me.
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Capulet.
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      Go, be gone.
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      [Exit Second Servant]
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      We shall be much unfurnished for this time.
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      What, is my daughter gone to Friar Laurence?
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Nurse.
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      Ay, forsooth.
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Capulet.
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      Well, he may chance to do some good on her:
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      A peevish self-will'd harlotry it is.
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Nurse.
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      See where she comes from shrift with merry look.
 
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[Enter JULIET]
 
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Capulet.
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      How now, my headstrong! where have you been gadding?
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Juliet.
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      Where I have learn'd me to repent the sin
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      Of disobedient opposition
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      To you and your behests, and am enjoin'd
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      By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here,
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      And beg your pardon: pardon, I beseech you!
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      Henceforward I am ever ruled by you.
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Capulet.
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      Send for the county; go tell him of this:
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      I'll have this knot knit up to-morrow morning.
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Juliet.
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      I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell;
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      And gave him what becomed love I might,
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      Not step o'er the bounds of modesty.
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Capulet.
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      Why, I am glad on't; this is well: stand up:
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      This is as't should be. Let me see the county;
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      Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither.
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      Now, afore God! this reverend holy friar,
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      Our whole city is much bound to him.
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Juliet.
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      Nurse, will you go with me into my closet,
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      To help me sort such needful ornaments
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      As you think fit to furnish me to-morrow?
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Lady Capulet.
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      No, not till Thursday; there is time enough.
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Capulet.
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      Go, nurse, go with her: we'll to church to-morrow.
 
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[Exeunt JULIET and Nurse]
 
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Lady Capulet.
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      We shall be short in our provision:
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      'Tis now near night.
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Capulet.
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      Tush, I will stir about,
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      And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife:
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      Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her;
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      I'll not to bed to-night; let me alone;
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      I'll play the housewife for this once. What, ho!
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      They are all forth. Well, I will walk myself
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      To County Paris, to prepare him up
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      Against to-morrow: my heart is wondrous light,
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      Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd.
 
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[Exeunt]
 
 

3. Act IV, Scene 3

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Juliets chamber.
 
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[Enter JULIET and Nurse]
 
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Juliet.
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      Ay, those attires are best: but, gentle nurse,
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      I pray thee, leave me to myself to-night,
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      For I have need of many orisons
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      To move the heavens to smile upon my state,
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      Which, well thou know'st, is cross, and full of sin.
 
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[Enter LADY CAPULET]
 
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Lady Capulet.
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      What, are you busy, ho? need you my help?
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Juliet.
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      No, madam; we have cull'd such necessaries
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      As are behoveful for our state to-morrow:
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      So please you, let me now be left alone,
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      And let the nurse this night sit up with you;
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      For, I am sure, you have your hands full all,
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      In this so sudden business.
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Lady Capulet.
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      Good night:
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      Get thee to bed, and rest; for thou hast need.
 
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[Exeunt LADY CAPULET and Nurse]
 
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Juliet.
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      Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
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      I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins,
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      That almost freezes up the heat of life:
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      I'll call them back again to comfort me:
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      Nurse! What should she do here?
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      My dismal scene I needs must act alone.
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      Come, vial.
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      What if this mixture do not work at all?
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      Shall I be married then to-morrow morning?
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      No, no: this shall forbid it: lie thou there.
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      [Laying down her dagger]
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      What if it be a poison, which the friar
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      Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead,
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      Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd,
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      Because he married me before to Romeo?
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      I fear it is: and yet, methinks, it should not,
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      For he hath still been tried a holy man.
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      How if, when I am laid into the tomb,
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      I wake before the time that Romeo
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      Come to redeem me? there's a fearful point!
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      Shall I not, then, be stifled in the vault,
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      To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in,
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      And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes?
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      Or, if I live, is it not very like,
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      The horrible conceit of death and night,
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      Together with the terror of the place,
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      As in a vault, an ancient receptacle,
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      Where, for these many hundred years, the bones
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      Of all my buried ancestors are packed:
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      Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,
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      Lies festering in his shroud; where, as they say,
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      At some hours in the night spirits resort;
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      Alack, alack, is it not like that I,
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      So early waking, what with loathsome smells,
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      And shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth,
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      That living mortals, hearing them, run mad:
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      O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught,
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      Environed with all these hideous fears?
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      And madly play with my forefather's joints?
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      And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud?
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      And, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone,
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      As with a club, dash out my desperate brains?
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      O, look! methinks I see my cousin's ghost
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      Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body
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      Upon a rapier's point: stay, Tybalt, stay!
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      Romeo, I come! this do I drink to thee.
 
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[She falls upon her bed, within the curtains]
 
 

4. Act IV, Scene 4

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Hall in Capulets house.
 
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[Enter LADY CAPULET and Nurse]
 
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Lady Capulet.
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      Hold, take these keys, and fetch more spices, nurse.
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Nurse.
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      They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.
 
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[Enter CAPULET]
 
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Capulet.
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      Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath crow'd,
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      The curfew-bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock:
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      Look to the baked meats, good Angelica:
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      Spare not for the cost.
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Nurse.
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      Go, you cot-quean, go,
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      Get you to bed; faith, You'll be sick to-morrow
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      For this night's watching.
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Capulet.
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      No, not a whit: what! I have watch'd ere now
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      All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick.
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Lady Capulet.
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      Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time;
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      But I will watch you from such watching now.
 
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[Exeunt LADY CAPULET and Nurse]
 
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Capulet.
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      A jealous hood, a jealous hood!
 
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[Enter three or four Servingmen, with spits, logs, and baskets]
 
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Capulet.
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      Now, fellow,
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      What's there?
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First Servant.
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      Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what.
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Capulet.
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      Make haste, make haste.
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      [Exit First Servant]
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      Sirrah, fetch drier logs:
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      Call Peter, he will show thee where they are.
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Second Servant.
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      I have a head, sir, that will find out logs,
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      And never trouble Peter for the matter.
 
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[Exit]
 
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Capulet.
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      Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha!
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      Thou shalt be logger-head. Good faith, 'tis day:
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      The county will be here with music straight,
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      For so he said he would: I hear him near.
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      [Music within]
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      Nurse! Wife! What, ho! What, nurse, I say!
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      [Re-enter Nurse]
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      Go waken Juliet, go and trim her up;
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      I'll go and chat with Paris: hie, make haste,
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      Make haste; the bridegroom he is come already:
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      Make haste, I say.
 
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[Exeunt]
 
 

5. Act IV, Scene 5

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Juliets chamber.
 
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[Enter Nurse]
 
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Nurse.
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      Mistress! what, mistress! Juliet! fast, I warrant her, she:
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      Why, lamb! why, lady! fie, you slug-a-bed!
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      Why, love, I say! madam! sweet-heart! why, bride!
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      What, not a word? you take your pennyworths now;
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      Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant,
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      The County Paris hath set up his rest,
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      That you shall rest but little. God forgive me,
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      Marry, and amen, how sound is she asleep!
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      I must needs wake her. Madam, madam, madam!
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      Ay, let the county take you in your bed;
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      He'll fright you up, i' faith. Will it not be?
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      [Undraws the curtains]
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      What, dress'd! and in your clothes! and down again!
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      I must needs wake you; Lady! lady! lady!
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      Alas, alas! Help, help! my lady's dead!
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      O, well-a-day, that ever I was born!
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      Some aqua vitae, ho! My lord! my lady!
 
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[Enter LADY CAPULET]
 
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Lady Capulet.
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      What noise is here?
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Nurse.
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      O lamentable day!
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Lady Capulet.
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      What is the matter?
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Nurse.
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      Look, look! O heavy day!
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Lady Capulet.
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      O me, O me! My child, my only life,
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      Revive, look up, or I will die with thee!
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      Help, help! Call help.
 
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[Enter CAPULET]
 
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Capulet.
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      For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is come.
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Nurse.
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      She's dead, deceased, she's dead; alack the day!
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Lady Capulet.
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      Alack the day, she's dead, she's dead, she's dead!
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Capulet.
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      Ha! let me see her: out, alas! she's cold:
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      Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff;
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      Life and these lips have long been separated:
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      Death lies on her like an untimely frost
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      Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
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Nurse.
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      O lamentable day!
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Lady Capulet.
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      O woful time!
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Capulet.
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      Death, that hath ta'en her hence to make me wail,
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      Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak.
 
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[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS, with Musicians]
 
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Friar Laurence.
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      Come, is the bride ready to go to church?
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Capulet.
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      Ready to go, but never to return.
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      O son! the night before thy wedding-day
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      Hath Death lain with thy wife. There she lies,
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      Flower as she was, deflowered by him.
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      Death is my son-in-law, Death is my heir;
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      My daughter he hath wedded: I will die,
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      And leave him all; life, living, all is Death's.
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Paris.
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      Have I thought long to see this morning's face,
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      And doth it give me such a sight as this?
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Lady Capulet.
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      Accursed, unhappy, wretched, hateful day!
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      Most miserable hour that e'er time saw
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      In lasting labour of his pilgrimage!
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      But one, poor one, one poor and loving child,
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      But one thing to rejoice and solace in,
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      And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight!
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Nurse.
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      O woe! O woful, woful, woful day!
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      Most lamentable day, most woful day,
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      That ever, ever, I did yet behold!
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      O day! O day! O day! O hateful day!
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      Never was seen so black a day as this:
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      O woful day, O woful day!
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Paris.
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      Beguiled, divorced, wronged, spited, slain!
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      Most detestable death, by thee beguil'd,
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      By cruel cruel thee quite overthrown!
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      O love! O life! not life, but love in death!
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Capulet.
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      Despised, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd!
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      Uncomfortable time, why camest thou now
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      To murder, murder our solemnity?
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      O child! O child! my soul, and not my child!
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      Dead art thou! Alack! my child is dead;
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      And with my child my joys are buried.
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Friar Laurence.
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      Peace, ho, for shame! confusion's cure lives not
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      In these confusions. Heaven and yourself
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      Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all,
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      And all the better is it for the maid:
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      Your part in her you could not keep from death,
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      But heaven keeps his part in eternal life.
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      The most you sought was her promotion;
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      For 'twas your heaven she should be advanced:
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      And weep ye now, seeing she is advanced
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      Above the clouds, as high as heaven itself?
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      O, in this love, you love your child so ill,
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      That you run mad, seeing that she is well:
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      She's not well married that lives married long;
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      But she's best married that dies married young.
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      Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary
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      On this fair corse; and, as the custom is,
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      In all her best array bear her to church:
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      For though fond nature bids us an lament,
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      Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment.
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Capulet.
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      All things that we ordained festival,
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      Turn from their office to black funeral;
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      Our instruments to melancholy bells,
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      Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast,
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      Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change,
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      Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse,
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      And all things change them to the contrary.
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Friar Laurence.
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      Sir, go you in; and, madam, go with him;
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      And go, Sir Paris; every one prepare
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      To follow this fair corse unto her grave:
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      The heavens do lour upon you for some ill;
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      Move them no more by crossing their high will.
 
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[Exeunt CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, PARIS, and FRIAR LAURENCE]
 
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First Musician.
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      Faith, we may put up our pipes, and be gone.
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Nurse.
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      Honest goodfellows, ah, put up, put up;
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      For, well you know, this is a pitiful case.
 
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[Exit]
 
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First Musician.
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      Ay, by my troth, the case may be amended.
 
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[Enter PETER]
 
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Peter.
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      Musicians, O, musicians, 'Heart's ease, Heart's
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      ease:' O, an you will have me live, play 'Heart's ease.'
 
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First Musician.
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      Why 'Heart's ease?'
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Peter.
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      O, musicians, because my heart itself plays 'My
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      heart is full of woe:' O, play me some merry dump,
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      to comfort me.
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First Musician.
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      Not a dump we; 'tis no time to play now.
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Peter.
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      You will not, then?
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First Musician.
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      No.
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Peter.
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      I will then give it you soundly.
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First Musician.
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      What will you give us?
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Peter.
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      No money, on my faith, but the gleek;
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      I will give you the minstrel.
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First Musician.
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      Then I will give you the serving-creature.
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Peter.
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      Then will I lay the serving-creature's dagger on
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      your pate. I will carry no crotchets: I'll re you,
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      I'll fa you; do you note me?
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First Musician.
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      An you re us and fa us, you note us.
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Second Musician.
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      Pray you, put up your dagger, and put out your wit.
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Peter.
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      Then have at you with my wit! I will dry-beat you
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      with an iron wit, and put up my iron dagger. Answer
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      me like men:
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      'When griping grief the heart doth wound,
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      And doleful dumps the mind oppress,
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      Then music with her silver sound'
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      why 'silver sound'? why 'music with her silver
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      sound'? What say you, Simon Catling?
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First Musician.
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      Marry, sir, because silver hath a sweet sound.
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Peter.
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      Pretty! What say you, Hugh Rebeck?
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Second Musician.
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      I say 'silver sound,' because musicians sound for silver.
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Peter.
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      Pretty too! What say you, James Soundpost?
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Third Musician.
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      Faith, I know not what to say.
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Peter.
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      O, I cry you mercy; you are the singer: I will say
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      for you. It is 'music with her silver sound,'
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      because musicians have no gold for sounding:
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      'Then music with her silver sound
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      With speedy help doth lend redress.'
 
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[Exit]
 
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First Musician.
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      What a pestilent knave is this same!
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Second Musician.
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      Hang him, Jack! Come, we'll in here; tarry for the
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      mourners, and stay dinner.
 
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[Exeunt]
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