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Look, look! O heavy day! L. Cap. O me, O me!--my child, my only life, Revive, look up, or I will die with thee ! Help, help!-call help.
Cap. For shame; bring Juliet forth; her lord is
Nurse. She's dead, deceased; she's dead: alack
the day! L. Cap. Alack the day! she's dead, she's dead,
she's dead. Cap. Ha! let me see her.-Out, alas! she's
O woful time!
me wail, Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak.
Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS, with Musicians. F. Lau. Come, is the bride ready to go to
church? Cap. Ready to go, but never to return : O son, the night before thy wedding day
Hath Death lain with thy bride :-see, 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 leaving, all is death's. Pa. Have I thought long to see this morning's
face, And doth it give me such a sight as this ? L. Cap. Accursed, unhappy, wretched, hateful
Nurse. O woe! O woful, woful, woful day!
Pa. Beguiled, divorced, wronged, spited, slain !
Cap. Despised, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd!Uncomfortable time! why camest thou now To murder murder our solemnity ? O child ! O child !--my soul, and not my child ! Dead art thou ?-alack! my child is dead;
And, with my child, my joys are buried !
Cap. All things, that we ordained festival, Turn from their office to black funeral : Our instruments to melancholy bells ; Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast ; Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change; Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse, And all things change them to the contrary. F. Lau. Sir, go you in; and, madam, go with
him; And go, sir Paris; every one prepare