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JULIET

Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss.

LADY CAPULET

So shall you feel the loss but not the friend [75]
Which you weep for.

JULIET

Feeling so the loss,
I cannot choose but ever weep the friend.

LADY CAPULET

Well, girl, thou weepst not so much for his death
As that the villain lives which slaughter’d him.

JULIET

What villain, madam?

LADY CAPULET

That same villain Romeo. [80]

JULIET

Villain and he be many miles asunder.
God pardon him. I do with all my heart.
And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart.

LADY CAPULET

That is because the traitor murderer lives.

JULIET

Ay madam, from the reach of these my hands. [85]
Would none but I might venge my cousin’s death.

LADY CAPULET

We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not.
Then weep no more. I’ll send to one in Mantua,
Where that same banish’d runagate doth live,
Shall give him such an unaccustom’d dram [90]
That he shall soon keep Tybalt company;
And then I hope thou wilt be satisfied.