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Norfolk , for thee remains a heavier doom ,
Which I with some unwillingness pronounce :
The sly , slow hours shall not determinate
The dateless limit of thy dear exile .
The hopeless word of never to return
Breathe I against thee , upon pain of life .

In faith , I will . — Let me peruse this face .
Mercutio’s kinsman , noble County Paris !
What said my man when my betossèd soul
Did not attend him as we rode ? I think
He told me Paris should have married Juliet .
Said he not so ? Or did I dream it so ?
Or am I mad , hearing him talk of Juliet ,
To think it was so ? — O , give me thy hand ,
One writ with me in sour misfortune’s book !
I’ll bury thee in a triumphant grave . —

A grave ? O , no . A lantern , slaughtered youth ,
For here lies Juliet , and her beauty makes
This vault a feasting presence full of light . —
Death , lie thou there , by a dead man interred .

How oft when men are at the point of death
Have they been merry , which their keepers call
A light’ning before death ! O , how may I
Call this a light’ning ? — O my love , my wife ,
Death , that hath sucked the honey of thy breath ,
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty .
Thou art not conquered . Beauty’s ensign yet
Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks ,
And death’s pale flag is not advancèd there . —
Tybalt , liest thou there in thy bloody sheet ?
O , what more favor can I do to thee
Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain
To sunder his that was thine enemy ?
Forgive me , cousin . — Ah , dear Juliet ,
Why art thou yet so fair ? Shall I believe
That unsubstantial death is amorous ,
And that the lean abhorrèd monster keeps
Thee here in dark to be his paramour ?
For fear of that I still will stay with thee
And never from this palace of dim night
Depart again . Here , here will I remain
With worms that are thy chambermaids . O , here
Will I set up my everlasting rest
And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
From this world-wearied flesh ! Eyes , look your last .
Arms , take your last embrace . And , lips , O , you
The doors of breath , seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to engrossing death .

Come , bitter conduct , come , unsavory guide !
Thou desperate pilot , now at once run on
The dashing rocks thy seasick weary bark !
Here’s to my love . O true apothecary ,
Thy drugs are quick . Thus with a kiss I die .