'Romeo is banished!'
There is no end, no limit, measure, bound,
In that word's death; no words can that woe sound.
Where is my father, and my mother, nurse?
Nurse Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse:
Will you go to them? I will bring you thither.
JULIET Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent,
When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment.
Take up those cords: poor ropes, you are beguiled,
Both you and I; for Romeo is exiled:
He made you for a highway to my bed;
But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed.
Come, cords, come, nurse; I'll to my wedding-bed;
And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead!
Nurse Hie to your chamber: I'll find Romeo
To comfort you: I wot well where he is.
Hark ye, your Romeo will be here at night:
I'll to him; he is hid at Laurence' cell.
JULIET O, find him! give this ring to my true knight,
And bid him come to take his last farewell.
[Exeunt]
ROMEO AND JULIET
ACT III
SCENE III Friar Laurence's cell.
[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE]
FRIAR LAURENCE Romeo, come forth; come forth, thou fearful man:
Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts,
And thou art wedded to calamity.
[Enter ROMEO]
ROMEO Father, what news? what is the prince's doom?
What sorrow craves acquaintance at my hand,
That I yet know not?
FRIAR LAURENCE Too familiar
Is my dear son with such sour company:
I bring thee tidings of the prince's doom.
ROMEO What less than dooms-day is the prince's doom?
FRIAR LAURENCE A gentler judgment vanish'd from his lips,
Not body's death, but body's banishment.
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