The excellent Tragedie
1704.31284Ah why
shou'd Heauen
so much con
spire with Woe,
1704.51286So
soone to
sunder vs by timele
sse Death?
17111287Nur: O Tybalt, Tybalt, the be
st frend I had,
17121288O hone
st Tybalt, curteous Gentleman.
17141289Iul: What
storme is this that blowes
so contrarie,
17151290Is
Tybalt dead, and
Romeo murdered:
17161291My deare loude cou
sen, and my deare
st Lord.
17171292Then let the trumpet
sound a generall doome,
17181293The
se two being dead, then liuing is there none.
17191294Nur: Tybalt is dead, and
Romeo bani
shed,
17201295Romeo that murdred him is bani
shed.
17211296Iul: Ah heauens, did
Romeos hand
shed
Tybalts blood?
17231297Nur: It did, it did, alacke the day it did.
17241298Iul: O
serpents hate, hid with a
flowring face :
17351300Was neuer booke containing
so foule matter,
17361301So fairly bound. Ah, what meant
Romeo? 17381302Nur: There is no truth, no faith, no hone
stie in men:
17391303All fal
se, all faithles, periurde, all for
sworne.
17431305Iul: A bli
ster on that tung, he was not borne to
shame:
17451306Vpon his face Shame is a
shamde to
sit.
17541307But wherefore villaine did
st thou kill my Cou
sen?
17551308That villaine Cou
sen would have kild my husband.
17611309All this is comfort. But there yet remaines
17621310Wor
se than his death, which faine I would forget:
17641311But ah, it pre
sseth to my memorie,
17661312Romeo is bani
shed. Ah that word Bani
shed
17671313Is wor
se than death. R
omeo is bani
shed,
17771314Is Father, Mother,
Tybalt, I
uliet, 17781315All killd, all
slaine, all dead, all bani
shed.
17811316Where are my Father and my Mother Nur
se?
17821317Nur: Weeping and wayling ouer
Tybalts coar
se.
Will