Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 2, 1599)
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The most lamentable Tragedie
¶As one dead in the bottome of a tombe,
¶Drie sorrow drinkes our bloud. Adue, adue.
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Exit.
¶Iu. O Fortune, Fortune, all men call thee fickle,
¶If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him
2095That is renowmd for faith? be fickle Fortune:
¶For then I hope thou wilt not keepe him long,
¶But send him backe.
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Enter Mother.
¶La. Ho daughter, are you vp?
¶La. Why how now Iuliet?
¶Iu. Madam I am not well.
2105La. Euermore weeping for your Cozens death?
¶What wilt thou wash him from his graue with teares?
¶Which you weepe for.
¶I cannot chuse but euer weepe the friend.
¶As that the villaine liues which slaughterd him.
¶Iu. What villaine Madam?
2120God pardon, I do with all my heart:
¶And yet no man like he, doth greeue my heart.
La. That
