The Doubt Of Juliet

The Doubt of Juliet

JULIET: Farewell! God knows when we we shall meet again.

I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins, that almost freezes up the heat of life.

I'll call them back again to comfort me.-

Nurse!- What should she do here?

5 My dismal scene I needs must act alone.

Come, vile.

What if this mixture do not work at all?

Shall I be married then tomorrow morning?

No, no, this shall forbid it.- Lie thou there.-

10 What if it be poison, which the friar subtly hath ministered to have me dead.

Least in this marriage he should be dishonored,

Because he married me before to Romeo?

I fear it is, and yet methinks it should not,

For he hath still been tried a holy man.

15 How if, when i am laid into the tomb,

I wake before the time that Romeo

Come to redeem me? There's a fearful point!

Shall i not then be stifled in the vault,

To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breaths in,

20 And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes?

Or if I live, is it not very like,

The horrible conceit of death and night,

Together with the terror of the place -

As in the vault, an ancient receptacle,

25 Where for these many hundred years the bones

Of all my buried ancestors are packed:

Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,

Lies fest' ring in his shroud, where, as they say,

At some hours in the night spirits resort -

30 Alack, alack, is it not like that I,

So early waking what with loathsome smells,

And shrieks like mandrakes torn out of the earth,

That living mortals, hearing them, run mad-

O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught,

35 Environed with all these hideous fears?

And madly play with my forefather's joints?

And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud?

And in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone.

As with a club, dash out my desp'rate brains?

40 O, look! Methinks I see my cousin's ghost

Seeking out Romeo that did spit his body

Upon a rapier's point. Stay, Tybalt, stay!

Romeo, Romeo, Romeo! Here's drink: I drink to thee.

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