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ROMEO AND JULIET Page: 57
Nurse.
O lamentable day!
Lady Capulet.
What is the matter?
Nurse.
Look, look! O heavy day!
Lady Capulet.
O me, O me!--my child, my only life!
Revive, look up, or I will die with thee!--
Help, help!--call help.
[Enter Capulet.]
Capulet.
For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is come.
Nurse.
She's dead, deceas'd, she's dead; alack the day!
Lady Capulet
Alack the day, she's dead, she's dead, she's dead!
Capulet.
Ha! let me see her:--out alas! she's cold;
Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff;
Life and these lips have long been separated:
Death lies on her like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
Accursed time! unfortunate old man!
Nurse.
O lamentable day!
Lady Capulet.
O woful time!
Capulet.
Death, that hath ta'en her hence to make me wail,
Ties up my tongue and will not let me speak.
[Enter Friar Lawrence and Paris, with Musicians.]
Friar.
Come, is the bride ready to go to church?
Capulet.
Ready to go, but never to return:--
O son, the night before thy wedding day
Hath death lain with thy bride:--there she lies,
Flower as she was, deflowered by him.
Death is my son-in-law, death is my heir;
My daughter he hath wedded: I will die.
And leave him all; life, living, all is death's.
Paris.
Have I thought long to see this morning's face,
And doth it give me such a sight as this?
Lady Capulet.
Accurs'd, unhappy, wretched, hateful day!
Most miserable hour that e'er time saw
In lasting labour of his pilgrimage!
But one, poor one, one poor and loving child,
But one thing to rejoice and solace in,
And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight!
Nurse.
O woe! O woeful, woeful, woeful day!
Most lamentable day, most woeful day
That ever, ever, I did yet behold!
O day! O day! O day! O hateful day!
Never was seen so black a day as this:
O woeful day! O woeful day!
Paris.
Beguil'd, divorced, wronged, spited, slain!
Most detestable death, by thee beguil'd,
By cruel cruel thee quite overthrown!--
O love! O life!--not life, but love in death!
Capulet.
Despis'd, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd!--
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