1 Watch. Hold him in safety till the prince come hither. Re-enter others of the Watch with FRIAR LAWRENCE. 3 Watch. Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: We took this mattock and this spade from him As he was coming from this churchyard side. 1 Watch. A great suspicion: stay the friar too. Enter the PRINCE and Attendants. Prince. What misadventure is so early up, That calls our person from our morning's rest? Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and others. Cap. What should it be, that they so shriek abroad? With open outcry, toward our monument. Prince. What fear is this which startles in our ears? 1 Watch. Sovereign, here lies the County Paris slain ; And Romeo dead, and Juliet, dead before, Warm and new kill'd. Prince. Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes. 1 Watch. Here is a friar, and slaughter'd Romeo's man, With instruments upon them fit to open These dead men's tombs. Cap. O heaven!-O wife, look how our daughter bleeds! This dagger hath mista'en,-for, lo, his house Is empty on the back of Montague, And is mis-sheathed in my daughter's bosom! Enter MONTAGUE and others. Prince. Come, Montague; for thou art early up, To see thy son and heir more early down. Mon. Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night; Grief of my son's exile hath stopp'd her breath: What further woe conspires against my age? Prince. Look, and thou shalt see. Mon. O thou untaught! what manners is in this, To press before thy father to a grave? Prince. Seal up the mouth of outrage for awhile, Till we can clear these ambiguities, And know their spring, their head, their true descent; And lead you even to death: meantime forbear, Fri. L. I am the greatest, able to do least, Prince. Then say at once what thou dost know in this. Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet; Or in my cell there would she kill herself. The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo Came I to take her from her kindred's vault; Her nurse is privy: and if aught in this Prince. We still have known thee for a holy man. Bal. I brought my master news of Juliet's death; To this same place, to this same monument. Prince. Give me the letter,-I will look on it.— Page. He came with flowers to strew his lady's grave; And bid me stand aloof, and so I did: Anon comes one with light to ope the tomb; And by and by my master drew on him; And then I ran away to call the watch. Prince. This letter doth make good the friar's words, Their course of love, the tidings of her death: And here he writes that he did buy a poison Of a poor pothecary, and therewithal Came to this vault to die, and lie with Juliet. - enemies?-Capulet,-Montague,— See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! Have lost a brace of kinsmen :-all are punish'd. Mon. Cap. As rich shall Romeo by his lady lie; Poor sacrifices of our enmity! Prince. A glooming peace this morning with it brings: The sun for sorrow will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardon'd and some punished: For never was a story of more woe [Exeunt. PERSONS REPRESENTED. CLAUDIUS, King of Denmark. HAMLET, Son to the former and Nephew to the present King. POLONIUS, Lord Chamberlain. HORATIO, Friend to HAMLET. LAERTES, Son to POLONIUS. GERTRUDE, Queen of Denmark, and Mother of HAMLET. OPHELIA, Daughter to POLONIUS. Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Sailors, Messengers, and other Attendants. SCENE, ELSINORE. |