Or, - if sour woe delights in fellowship, 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. Nurse. Hie to your chamber: I'll find Romeo Jul. O find him! give this ring to my true knight, And bid him come to take his last farewell. SCENE III. Friar Laurence's Cell. Enter Friar LAURENCE and ROMEO. [Exeunt. Fri. Romeo, come forth; come forth, thou fearful man; 9 Which modern lamentation, &c.] i. e. trite, common. 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, Is my dear son with such sour company : I bring thee tidings of the prince's doom. 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: Rom. There is no world without Verona walls, Fri. O deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness! Rom. 'Tis torture, and not mercy: heaven is here, + " then banished" - MALONE. 1 This is dear mercy,] The old copies read mere mercy, which, in ancient language, signifies absolute mercy. In carrion flies, than Romeo 2: they may seize Fri. Thou fond mad man, hear me but speak a word. Rom. Yet banished? -Hang up philosophy ! Fri. O, then I see that madmen have no ears. eyes? Fri. Let me dispute with thee of thy estate. 3 2- More validity, More honourable state, more courtship lives In carrion flies, than Romeo:] Validity seems here to mean worth or dignity. By courtship, the author seems to mean, the state of a lover; that dalliance, in which he who courts or wooes a lady is sometimes indulged. • Let me dispute with thee of thy estate.] i. e. talk over thy affairs. Rom. Thou canst not speak of what thou dost not feel: Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love, An hour but married, Tybalt murdered, Doting like me, and like me banished, Then might'st thou speak, then might'st thou tear thy hair, And fall upon the ground, as I do now, Taking the measure of an unmade grave. Fri. Arise; one knocks; good Romeo, hide thyself. [Knocking within. Rom. Not I; unless the breath of heart-sick groans, Mist-like, infold me from the search of eyes. [Knocking. Fri. Hark, how they knock! - Who's there? Romeo, arise; Thou wilt be taken: - Stay a while: - stand up; [Knocking. Run to my study: -By and by: - God's will! will? Nurse [within.] Let me come in, and you shall know my errand; I come from lady Juliet. Fri. Welcome then. Enter Nurse. 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! O woeful sympathy ! Nurse. Even so lies she, Piteous predicament! Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering: Stand up, stand up; stand, an you be a man: For Juliet's sake, for her sake, rise and stand; Rom. Nurse! Nurse. Ah sir! ah sir! - Well, death's the end of all. Doth she not think me an old murderer, Now I have stain'd the childhood of our joy Where is she? and how doth she? and what says Nurse. O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps; And then down falls again. Rom. As if that name, Shot from the deadly level of a gun, Doth my name lodge ? tell me, that I may sack The hateful mansion. Fri. [Drawing his Sword. Hold thy desperate hand : Art thou a man? thy form cries out, thou art; |