| Romeo | News from Verona! How now, Balthasar? Dost thou not bring me letters from the friar. How doth my lady? Is my father well? |
| Balthasar | I saw her laid low in her kindred’s vault, And presenlty took post to tell you. O, pardon me for bring ill news, Since you leave it for my office, sir. |
| Apothacary | Such mortal drugs i have; but Mantua’s law Is death to any he that utters them. |
| Friar | But I will write again to Montua, And keep her at my cell till Romeo come- Poor living corse, closed in a dead man’s tomb |
| Paris | This is banished haughtly Montague. That murdered my love’s cousin- with which greif It is supposed the faircreatur died. |
| Romeo | Wilt thou provoke me? Then have at thee, boy! |
| Romeo | Here’s to my love! O true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die. |
| Friar | Romeo! O,plae. Who else? What Paris too? And steeped in blood. Ah, what an unkind hour. Is guilty of this lamentable change. |
| Lord Capulet | O brother Montague, give me thy hand. This is my daughter’s jointure, for no more Can I demand |
| Prince | For never was a story of more woe, Than this of Juliet and her Romeo |
englis – indentifying the speaker : romeo and juliet (act 5)
November 18, 2019