An alligator stuff'd, and other skins Of ill-shaped fishes; and about his shelves Green earthen pots, bladders, and musty seeds, Apo. Enter APOTHECARY. Who calls so loud? Ro. Come hither, man.-I see that thou art poor ; Hold, there is forty ducats: let me have A dram of poison; such soon-speeding geer,1 Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb. Stuff. Apo. Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua's law Is death to any he that utters them. Ro. Art thou so bare and full of wretchedness, The world is not thy friend, nor the world's law: Doing more murders in this loathsome world, sell : I sell thee poison, thou hast sold me none. Farewell; buy food, and get thyself in flesh.- [Exeunt. SCENE II. Friar Laurence's cell. Enter FRIAR JOHN. F. John. Holy Franciscan friar! brother, ho! Enter FRIAR LAURENCE. F. Lau. This same should be the voice of friar Welcome from Mantua. What says Romeo? F. John. Going to find a barefoot brother out, Here in this city visiting the sick, And finding him, the searchers of the town, F. Lau. Who bare my letter then to Romeo? F. John. I could not send it;-here it is again ;Nor get a messenger to bring it thee; So fearful were they of infection. F. Lau. Unhappy fortune! by my brotherhood, The letter was not nice,1 but full of charge, Of dear import; and the neglecting it May do much danger. Friar John, go hence; Get me an iron crow, and bring it straight Unto my cell. F. John. Brother, I'll go and bring it thee. [Exit. F. Lau. Now must I to the monument alone; Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake: 1 On a trivial or idle subject. She will beshrew me much, that Romeo And keep her at my cell till Romeo come; SCENE III. [Exit. A churchyard; in it a monument belonging to the Capulets. Enter PARIS; and his PAGE, bearing flowers and a torch. Pa. Give me thy torch, boy: hence, and stand Yet put it out, for I would not be seen. [retires. Pa. Sweet flower, with flowers I strew thy bridal bed: Sweet tomb, that in thy circuit dost contain The perfect model of eternity; Fair Juliet, that with angels dost remain, Accept this latest favor at my hands; [the Boy whistles. The boy gives warning, something doth approach. What cursed foot wanders this way to-night, To cross my obsequies, and true love's rites? What, with a torch ?-muffle me, night, awhile. [retires. Enter ROMEO, and BALTHASAR with a torch, mattock, &c. Ro. Give me that mattock, and the wrenching iron. Hold, take this letter; early in the morning See thou deliver it to my lord and father. Give me the light. Upon thy life, I charge thee, But, chiefly, to take thence from her dead finger In dear employment: 1 therefore hence; be gone :— In what I farther shall intend to do, By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint, And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs. i. e. in an action of importance. |