A grave? Oh, no. A lantern, slaughtered youth For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes this vault a feasting presence full of light. Death, lie there, by a dead interred
I will stay with thee, and never from this palace of of dim night depart again. Here I will remain with worms that are thy chambers maids. Oh, here will I set up my everlasting rest, and shake the yoke of inauspicious starts from this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last. Arms take your last embrace. And lips, O you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss. A dateless bargain to engrossing death. (He then kisses his love and takes the poison) O true apthecary, Thy drugs are quick. This with a kiss I die.
Saint Francis be my speed! How oft tonight, have my old feet stumbled at graves! Who is there?
Alack, alack! What blood is this, which stains the stony entrance of the tomb? What mean these masterless and glory swords to lie discovered by this place of peace? (Looks inside the tomb) Romeo! O, pale! Who else? And a steeped in blood Ah what an unkind of hour is guilty of this lamentable chance! (Juliet awakes)
O comfortable Friar! Where is my lord? I do remember well where I should be, and where I am. Where is my Romeo?
I hear some noise. Lady, come from the nest of death, contagion, unnatural sleep. Come, come away. Your husband lies dead with Paris too. Stay not to question for the watch is coming. Come, go, good Juliet. I dare no longer stay.
Go, get thee hence, for I will not away. 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.
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)