I saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes,
God save the mark!here on his manly breast:
A piteous corse, a
bloody piteous corse;
Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood,
All in gore-blood; I swounded at the sight.
O, break, my heart! poor bankrupt, break at once!
To prison, eyes, ne'er look on liberty!
Vile earth, to
earth resign; end motion here;
And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier!
O Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I had!
O courteous Tybalt! honest gentleman!
That ever I should live to
see thee dead!
What storm is this that blows so contrary?
Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead?
My dear-loved cousin,
and my dearer lord?
Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general doom!
For who is living, if those two are
Tybalt is gone, and Romeo banished;
Romeo that kill'd him, he is banished.
O God! did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?
It did, it did; alas the day, it did!
O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face!
Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?
Beautiful tyrant! fiend
Dove-feather'd raven! wolvish-ravening lamb!
Despised substance of divinest show!
to what thou justly seem'st,
A damned saint, an honourable villain!
O nature, what hadst thou to do in
When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend
In moral paradise of such sweet flesh?
Was ever book
containing such vile matter
So fairly bound? O that deceit should dwell
In such a gorgeous palace!
There's no trust,
No faith, no honesty in men; all perjured,
All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers.
where's my man? give me some aqua vitae:
These griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old.
come to Romeo!
Blister'd be thy tongue
For such a wish! he was not born to shame:
Upon his brow shame is ashamed to
For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'd
Sole monarch of the universal earth.
O, what a beast
was I to chide at him!
Will you speak well of him that kill'd your cousin?
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