I dare not, sir.My master knows not but I am gone hence,And fearfully did menace me with deathIf I did stay to look on his intents.
Stay, then. I’ll go alone. Fear comes upon me.Oh, much I fear some ill unthrifty thing.
O comfortable Friar! Where is my lord?I do remember well where I should be,And there I am. Where is my Romeo?
I hear some noise. Lady, come from that nestOf death, contagion, and unnatural sleep.A greater power than we can contradictHath thwarted our intents. Come, come away.Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead,
Romeo! O, pale!—Who else? What, Paris too?And steeped in blood?—Ah, what an unkind hourIs guilty of this lamentable chance!The lady stirs.
My plan all along
\What’s here? A cup, closed in my true love’s hand? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end.—O churl, drunk all, and left no friendly drop To help me after? I will kiss thy lips.Haply some poison yet doth hang on them, To make me die with a restorative.[Kisses ROMEO]Thy lips are warm.(hears something near)Yea, noise? Then I’ll be brief. O happy dagger,This is thy sheath. There rust and let me die.[Stabs herself with ROMEO’s dagger and dies]
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