Internet Shakespeare Editions

Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Erin Sadlack
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Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 2, 1599)

The most lamentable Tragedie
Ro. O God I haue an ill diuining soule,
Me thinkes I see thee now, thou art so lowe,
As one dead in the bottome of a tombe,
2090Either my eye-sight failes, or thou lookest pale.
Rom. And trust me loue, in my eye so do you:
Drie sorrow drinkes our bloud. Adue, adue.
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.
Enter Mother.
La. Ho daughter, are you vp?
2100Iu. Who ist that calls? It is my Lady mother.
Is she not downe so late or vp so early?
What vnaccustomd cause procures her hither?
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?
And if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him liue:
Therfore haue done, some griefe shews much of loue,
But much of greefe, shewes still some want of wit.
2110Iu. Yet let me weepe, for such a feeling losse.
La. So shall you feele the losse, but not the friend
Which you weepe for.
Iu. Feeling so the losse,
I cannot chuse but euer weepe the friend.
2115 La. Wel gyrle, thou weepst not so much for his death,
As that the villaine liues which slaughterd him.
Iu. What villaine Madam?
La. That same villaine Romeo.
Iu. Villaine and he be many miles a sunder:
2120God padon, I do with all my heart:
And yet no man like he, doth greeue my heart.
La. That