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Tyball is dead, and Romeo—hanished; 320
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
When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment.
Nurse. Hie to your chamber : I’ll find Romeo
I'll to him; he is hid at Lawrence” cell. 349 Jul. O find him 1 give this ring to my true knight,
And bid him come to take his last farewel.
Friar LAw REN ce's Cell. Enter Friar LAwRENce, and Romeo.
Fri. Romeo, come forth; come forth, thou fearful man; Afflićtion 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. 369 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. Røm. Rom. There is no world without Verona walls, But purgatory, torture, hell itself. 379 Hence-banished is banish’d from the world, And world's exile is death; then banishment Is death mis-term'd : calling death—banishment, Thou cut'st my head off with a golden axe, And smil'st upon the stroke that murders me.
Fri. O deadly sin O rude unthankfulness Thy fault our law calls death; but the kind prince, Taking thy part, hath rush'd aside the law, And turn'd that black word death to banishment:
This is dear mercy, and thou seest it not. 380 Rom. 'Tis torture, and not mercy: heaven is here,
where Juliet lives; and every cat, and dog,
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 t—God's will What wilfulness is this —I come, I come.
[Knock. Who knocks so hard whence come you? what's your will 430
Nurse. [within..] Let me come in, and you shall know my errand; I come from lady Juliet. Frt. Welcome then.
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 1–– Fri. O woeful sympathyl
Piteous predicament 440
Nurse. Even so lies she, Blubbering