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 discords too,

31693119Haue lost a brace of kinsmen, all are punisht.

31703120Cap. O brother Mountague, giue me thy hand,

31713121This is my daughters ioynture, for no more

31723122Can I demaund.

31733123Moun. But I can giue thee 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 sacrifices 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 these sad things,

31833133Some shall be pardoned, and some punished.

31843134For neuer was a Storie of more wo,

31853135Then this of Iuliet and her Romeo.