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- Take thou this vial, being then in bed ,And this distillèd liquor drink thou off,When presently through all thy veins shall runA cold and drowsy humor, for no pulse Shall keep his native progress
- *Friar Laurence and Juliet start talking*
- *Lord Capulet enters the room*
- Give me, give me! O, tell not me of fear!
- Hold. Get you gone. Be strong and prosperousIn this resolve.
- Love give me strength, and strength shall help afford. Farewell, dear Father.
- *In walks Paris, and Friar Laurence*
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- *Nurse enters to wake Juliet*
- *Friar Laurence walks in
- What, dressed and in your clothes, and down again?I must needs wake you. Lady, lady, lady Alas, alas! Help, help! My lady's dead!—Oh, welladay, that ever I was born!—Some aqua vitae, ho!—My lord! My lady!
- She's dead, deceased, she's dead. Alack the day!
- Ha? Let me see her. Out, alas! She's cold.Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff.Life and these lips have long been separated.Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
- Have I thought long to see this morning's face,And doth it give me such a sight as this?
- Despised, distressèd, hated, martyred, killed!Uncomfortable time, why camest thou nowTo murder, murder our solemnity?
- Peace, ho, for shame! Confusion's cure lives notIn these confusions. Heaven and yourself.Had part in this fair maid. Now heaven hath all,And all the better is it for the maid.
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