of Romeo and Iuliet.
31663116See what a
scourge is laide vpon your hate?
31673117That heauen
finds means to kil your ioyes with loue,
31683118And I for winking at your di
scords too,
31693119Haue lo
st a brace of kin
smen, all are puni
sht.
31703120Cap. O brother
Mountague, giue me thy hand,
31713121This is my daughters ioynture, for no more
31743124For I will raie her
statue in pure gold,
31753125That whiles
Verona by that name is knowne,
31763126There
shall no
figure at
such rate be
set,
31773127As that of true and faithfull
Iuliet. 31783128Capel. As rich
shall
Romeos by his Ladies lie,
31793129Poore
sacri
fices of our enmitie.
31803130Prin. A glooming peace this morning with it brings,
31813131The Sun for
sorrow will not
shew his head:
31823132Go hence to haue more talke of the
se
sad things,
31833133Some
shall be pardoned, and
some puni
shed.
31843134For neuer was a Storie of more wo,
31853135Then this of
Iuliet and her
Romeo.