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  • Title: Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 2, 1599)
  • Editor: Roger Apfelbaum
  • ISBN: 1-55058-299-2

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Roger Apfelbaum
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    Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 2, 1599)

    of Romeo and Iuliet.
    And know their spring, their head, their true discent,
    And then will I be generall of your woes,
    3095And leade you euen to death, meane time forbeare,
    And let mischance be slaue to patience,
    Bring foorth the parties of suspition.
    Frier. I am the greatest able to do least,
    Yet most suspected as the time and place
    3100Doth make against me of this direfull murther:
    And heere I stand both to impeach and purge
    My selfe condemned, and my selfe excusde.
    Prin. Then say at once what thou dost know in this?
    Frier. I will be briefe, for my short date of breath
    3105Is not so long as is a tedious tale.
    Romeo there dead, was husband to that Iuliet,
    And she there dead, thats Romeos faithfull wife:
    I married them, and their stolne marriage day
    Was Tibalts doomesday, whose vntimely death
    3110Banisht the new-made Bridegroome from this Citie,
    For whome, and not for Tibalt, Iuliet pinde.
    You to remoue that siege of griefe from her
    Betrothd and would haue married her perforce
    To Countie Paris. Then comes she to me,
    3115And with wild lookes bid me deuise some meane
    To rid her from this second mariage:
    Or in my Cell there would she kill her selfe.
    Then gaue I her (so tuterd by my art)
    A sleeping potion, which so tooke effect
    3120As I intended, for it wrought on her
    The forme of death, meane time I writ to Romeo
    That he should hither come as this dire night
    To help to take her from her borrowed graue,
    Being the time the potions force should cease.
    3125But he which bore my letter, Frier Iohn,
    Was stayed by accident, and yesternight
    Returnd my letter back, then all alone
    At the prefixed hower of her waking,
    M Came