Oh look here, "...that banished haughty Montague, That murdered my love’s cousin, with which grief, It is supposed the fair creature died. And here is come to do some villainous shame To the dead bodies. I will apprehend him."
I am not letting that happen. I am going to fight you.
"Thou must die."
ACT 5, SCENE 3
Do not worry, I have come here to die. Goodman, please just let me be.
"Oh, I am slain! If thou be merciful, Open the tomb. Lay me with Juliet."
Well then, I have had enough, let us fight!
"O, give me thy hand, One writ with me in sour misfortune’s book. I’ll bury thee in a triumphant grave."
"Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? O, what more favor can I do to thee, Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain To sunder his that was thine enemy? Forgive me, cousin."
Oh Juliet, I am so sad that you died. Soon I will be there with you. "Here’s to my love! O true apothecary,Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die."
"Romeo! O, pale!—Who else? What, Paris too? And steeped in blood?—Ah, what an unkind hour Is guilty of this lamentable chance!"