The most lamentable Tragedie
17941763Harke ye, your
Romeo will be here at night,
17951764Ile to him, he is hid at
Lawrence Cell.
17961765Iu. O
find him, giue this ring to my true Knight,
17971766And bid him come, to take his la
st farewell.
18001769Fri. Romeo come forth, come forth thou fearefull man,
18021770A
ffli
ction is enamourd of thy parts:
18031771And thou art wedded to calamitie.
18041772Ro. Father what newes? what is the Princes doome?
18061773What
sorrow craues acquaintance at my hand,
18091776Is my deare
sonne with
such
sowre companie?
18101777I bring thee tidings of the Princes doome.
18111778Ro. What le
sse then doomesday is the Princes doome?
18131779Fri. A gentler iudgement vani
sht from his lips,
18141780Not bodies death, but bodies bani
shment.
18151781Rom. Ha, bani
shment? be mercifull,
say death:
18161782For exile hath more terror in his looke,
18171783Much more then death, do not
say bani
shment.
18181784Fri. Here from
Verona art thou bani
shed:
18191785Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.
18201786Ro. There is no world without
Verona walls,
18211787But purgatorie, torture, hell it
selfe:
18221788Hence bani
shed, is blani
sht from the world.
18231789And worlds exile is death. Then bani
shed,
18241790Is death, mi
stermd, calling death bani
shed,
18251791Thou cut
st my head o
ff with a golden axe,
18261792And
smile
st vpon the
stroke that murders me.
18271793Fri. O deadly
sin, ô rude vnthankfulnes,
18281794Thy fault our law calls death, but the kind Prince
18291795Taking thy part, hath ru
sht a
side the law,
18301796And turnd that blacke word death to bani
shment.
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