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Alack, alack! Is it not like that I [45]
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,
Environed with all these hideous fears, [50]
And madly play with my forefathers’ 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 disperate brains?
O look, methinks I see my cousin’s ghost [55]
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!
She falls upon her bed within the curtains.
Scene IV IT
Enter Lady Capulet and Nurse.
LADY CAPULET
Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, Nurse.
NURSE
They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.
Enter Capulet.
CAPULET
Come, stir, stir, stir, the second cock hath crow’d!
The curfew bell hath rung, ’tis three o’clock.
Look to the bak’d meats, good Angelica: [5]
Spare not for cost.
NURSE
Go, you cot-quean, go,
Get you to bed. Faith, you’ll be sick tomorrow
For this night’s watching.
CAPULET
