The most lamentable Tragedie
30553006We tooke this Mattocke and this Spade from him,
30563007As he was comming from this Church-yards
side.
30573008 Chief watch. A great
su
spition,
stay the Frier too too.
30593010Prin. What mi
saduenture is
so early vp,
30603011That calls our per
son from our morning re
st?
30623013Ca. What
should it be that is
so
shrike abroad?
30633014Wife. O the people in the
street crie
Romeo, 30643015Some
Iuliet, and
some
Paris, and all runne
30653016With open outcry toward our Monument.
30663017 Pr. What feare is this which
startles in your eares?
30673018Watch. Soueraine, here lies the County
Paris slain,
30683019And
Romeo dead, and
Iuliet dead before,
30703021 Prin. Search,
seeke & know how this foule murder
(comes. 30723022Wat. Here is a Frier, and Slaughter
Romeos man,
30733023With In
struments vpon them,
fit to open
30763026Ca. O heauens! O wife looke how our daughter
(bleeds! 30773027This dagger hath mi
stane, for loe his hou
se
30783028Is emptie on the back of
Mountague, 30793029And it mis
sheathd in my daughters bo
some.
30803030Wife. O me, this
sight of death, is as a Bell
30813031That warnes my old age to a
sepulcher.
30833033Prin. Come
Mountague, for thou art early vp
30843034To
see thy
sonne and heire, now earling downe.
30853035Moun. Alas my liege, my wife is dead to night,
30863036Griefe of my
sonnes exile hath
stopt her breath.
30873037What further woe con
spires again
st mine age?
30893039Moun. O thou vntaught, what maners is in this,
30903040To pre
sse before thy father to a graue?
30913041Prin. Seale vp the mouth of outrage for a while,
30923042Till we can cleare the
se ambiguities,
And