of Romeo and Iuliet.
29402894Death lie thou there by a dead man interd,
29412895How oft when men are at the point of death,
29422896Haue they bene merie? which their keepers call
29432897A lightning before death? Oh how may I
29442898Call this a lightning? O my Loue, my wife,
29452899Death that hath
suckt the honey of thy breath,
29462900Hath had no power yet vpon thy bewtie:
29472901Thou art not conquerd, bewties en
signe yet
29482902Is crym
son in thy lips and in thy cheeks,
29492903And deaths pale
flag is not aduanced there.
29502904Tybalt lye
st thou there in thy bloudie
sheet?
29512905O what more fauour can I do to thee,
29522906Then with that hand that cut thy youth in twaine,
29532907To
sunder his that was thine enemie?
29542908Forgiue me Couzen. Ah deare
Iuliet 29552909Why art thou yet
so faire? I will beleeue,
29562910Shall I beleeue that vn
sub
stantiall death is amorous,
29572911And that the leane abhorred mon
ster keepes
29582912Thee here in darke to be his parramour?
29592913For feare of that I
still will
staie with thee,
29602914And neuer from this pallat of dym night.
29612915Depart againe, come lye thou in my arme,
29622916Heer's to thy health, where ere thou tumble
st in.
29642918Thy drugs are quicke. Thus with a ki
sse I die.
29652919Depart againe, here, here, will I remaine,
29662920With wormes that are thy Chamber-maides: O here
29672921Will I
set vp my euerla
sting re
st:
29682922And
shake the yoke of inau
spicious
starres,
29692923From this world wearied
fle
sh, eyes looke your la
st:
29702924Armes take your la
st embrace: And lips, O you
29712925The doores of breath,
seale with a righteous ki
sse
29722926A datele
sse bargaine to ingro
ssing death:
29732927Come bitter condu
ct, come vn
sauoury guide,
29742928Thou de
sperate Pilot, now at once run on
29752929The da
shing Rocks, thy
sea
sick weary barke:
29762930Heeres to my Loue. O true Appothecary:
29772931Thy drugs are quicke. Thus with a ki
sse I die.
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