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PRINCE
What fear is this which startles in our ears?
PRINCE
What’s this awful thing that everyone’s crying about?

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CHIEF WATCHMAN
Sovereign, here lies the County Paris slain,
And Romeo dead, and Juliet, dead before,
Warm and new killed.
CHIEF WATCHMAN
Prince, here lies Count Paris killed. And Romeo dead. And Juliet. She was dead before, but now she’s warm and hasn’t been dead for long.

PRINCE
Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes.
PRINCE
Investigate how this foul murder came about.


215
CHIEF WATCHMAN
Here is a friar, and slaughtered Romeo’s man,
With instruments upon them fit to open
These dead men’s tombs.
CHIEF WATCHMAN
Here is a friar, and dead Romeo’s man. They’ve got tools on them—tools they could use to open these tombs.




220
CAPULET
O heavens! O wife, look how our daughter bleeds!
This dagger hath mista'en—for, lo, his house
Is empty on the back of Montague,
And it mis-sheathèd in my daughter’s bosom.
CAPULET
Oh heavens! Oh wife, look at how our daughter bleeds! That knife should be in its sheath on that Montague’s back, but instead it’s mis-sheathed in my daughter’s breast.


LADY CAPULET
O me! This sight of death is as a bell,
That warns my old age to a sepulcher.
LADY CAPULET
Oh my! This sight of death is like a bell that warns me I’m old and I’ll die soon.
Enter MONTAGUE
MONTAGUE enters.


PRINCE
Come, Montague, for thou art early up
To see thy son and heir now early down.
PRINCE
Come, Montague. You’re up early to see your son down early.

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MONTAGUE
Alas, my liege, my wife is dead tonight.
Grief of my son’s exile hath stopped her breath.
What further woe conspires against mine age?
MONTAGUE
Oh, my liege, my wife died tonight. Sadness over my son’s exile stopped her breath. What further pain must I endure in my old age?

PRINCE
Look, and thou shalt see.
PRINCE
Look, and you’ll see.


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MONTAGUE
(to ROMEO) O thou untaught! What manners is in this,
To press before thy father to a grave?
MONTAGUE
(seeing ROMEO's body) Oh, you undisciplined boy! Where are your manners? It’s not right for a son to push past his father on his way to the grave.

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