Ah, weraday, he's dead, he's dead, he's dead! We are undone, lady, we are undone! Alack the day, he's gone, he's killed, he's dead!
Romeo can, Though heaven cannot. O Romeo, Romeo,Whoever would have thought it Romeo!
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Tybalt is gone, and Romeo banishèd;Romeo that killed him, he is banishèd.
O God, did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?
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It did, it did, alas the day, it did!
Blistered be thy tongue For such a wish! He was not born to shame. Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit; For 'tis a throne where honor may be crowned Sole monarch of the universal earth. O, what a beast was I to chide at him!
Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband?Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name,When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it?But wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? That villain cousin would have killed my husband.
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Will you speak well of him that killed your cousin?
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