of Romeo and Iuliet.
271120092.I thinke becau
se Mu
sitions
sound for
siluer.
27122010Ser:Prettie too: come, what
say you?
27142012Ser:I thinke
so, Ile
speake for you becau
se you are the
27152013Singer. I
saye Siluer
sound, becau
se
such Fellowes as you
27162014haue
sildome Golde for
sounding. Farewell Fidlers, fare
- 2716.220161.Farewell and be hangd: come lets goe.
Exeunt.
27232018Rom:If I may tru
st the
flattering Eye of Sleepe,
27242019My Dreame pre
sagde
some good euent to come.
27252020My bo
some Lord
sits chearfull in his throne,
27262021And I am comforted with plea
sing dreames.
27282022Me thought I was this night alreadie dead:
27292023(Strange dreames that giue a dead man leaue to thinke)
2024And that my Ladie
Iuliet came to me,
27302025And breathd
such life with ki
sses in my lips,
27312026That I reuiude and was an Emperour.
27352028Newes from
Verona. How now
Balthasar,
27372029How doth my Ladie? Is my Father well?
27382030How fares my
Iuliet? that I aske againe:
27392031If
she be well, then nothing can be ill.
27402032Balt:Then nothing can be ill, for
she is well,
27412033Her bodie
sleepes in
Capels Monument,
27422034And her immortall parts with Angels dwell.
27452035Pardon me Sir, that am the Me
ssenger of
such bad tidings.
27472036Rom:Is it euen
so? then I de
fie my Starres.
I3 Goe