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- Ay,those attires are best.But,gentle nurse.I pray thee,leave me to my self tonight.For i have need of many orisons.To move the heavens to smile upon my state.Which,well thou knowest,is cross a full of sin.
- No madam,we have culled such necessaries.As are behoveful for our state tomorrow.So please you,let me now be left alone,And let the nurse this night sit up with you,For I am sure you have your hands full all.In this so sudden business
- What,are you busy,ho? Need you my help?
- Farwell
- Good nightGet thee bed and rest,for thou.
- God knows when we shall meet again.I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins.That almost freezes up the heat of life.I´ll call them back again to comfort me.-- Nurse!-What should she do here?My dismal scene I needs must act alone.Come,vial.What if this mixture do.Shall i be married then tomorrow morning?No,no.This shall forbid it.Lie thou there.What if it be a poison which the friar.Subtly hath ministered to have me dead,.Lest in this marriage he should be dishonored.Because he married me before to Romeo?I fear it is,yet methinks it should not.
- For he hath still been tried a holy man.How if,when i am laid into the tomb.I wake before the time that Romeo.Come to redeem me?Theres a fearful point. Shall I not then be stifled in the vault.To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in,and there die strangled ere my Romeo comes?Or if live,is it not very like.The horrisble conceit of death and night.Together with the terror of the place.As in a vault, an ancient receptacle.Where,for these many hundred years,the bones.Of all my buried ancestors are packed.Where bloody Tybalt,yet but green in earth.
- Lies festering in his shroud;where,as they say.At some hours in the night spirits resort.Alack,alack,is it not like that I.So early waking,what with loathsome smells,and shrieks like mandrakes´ torn out of the earth.
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