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Act 5, scene 3
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Romeo and Juliet
Act 5, scene 3



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The prologue of Romeo and Juliet calls the title characters “star-crossed lovers”—and the stars do seem to conspire against these young lovers….


Act 1, scene 1

A street fight breaks out between the Montagues and the Capulets, which is broken up by the ruler of Verona,…

Act 1, scene 2

In conversation with Capulet, Count Paris declares his wish to marry Juliet. Capulet invites him to a party that night….

Act 1, scene 3

Lady Capulet informs Juliet of Paris’s marriage proposal and praises him extravagantly. Juliet says that she has not even dreamed…

Act 1, scene 4

Romeo and Benvolio approach the Capulets’ party with their friend Mercutio and others, wearing the disguises customarily donned by “maskers.”…

Act 1, scene 5

Capulet welcomes the disguised Romeo and his friends. Romeo, watching the dance, is caught by the beauty of Juliet. Overhearing…

Act 2, chorus

Again the Chorus’s speech is in the form of a sonnet.

Act 2, scene 1

Romeo finds himself so in love with Juliet that he cannot leave her. He scales a wall and enters Capulet’s…

Act 2, scene 2

From Capulet’s garden Romeo overhears Juliet express her love for him. When he answers her, they acknowledge their love and…

Act 2, scene 3

Determined to marry Juliet, Romeo hurries to Friar Lawrence. The Friar agrees to marry them, expressing the hope that the…

Act 2, scene 4

Mercutio and Benvolio meet the newly enthusiastic Romeo in the street. Romeo defeats Mercutio in a battle of wits. The…

Act 2, scene 5

Juliet waits impatiently for the Nurse to return. Her impatience grows when the Nurse, having returned, is slow to deliver…

Act 2, scene 6

Juliet meets Romeo at Friar Lawrence’s cell. After expressing their mutual love, they exit with the Friar to be married.

Act 3, scene 1

Mercutio and Benvolio encounter Tybalt on the street. As soon as Romeo arrives, Tybalt tries to provoke him to fight….

Act 3, scene 2

Juliet longs for Romeo to come to her. The Nurse arrives with the news that Romeo has killed Tybalt and…

Act 3, scene 3

Friar Lawrence tells Romeo that his punishment for killing Tybalt is banishment, not death. Romeo responds that death is preferable…

Act 3, scene 4

Paris again approaches Capulet about marrying Juliet. Capulet, saying that Juliet will do as she is told, promises Paris that…

Act 3, scene 5

Romeo and Juliet separate at the first light of day. Almost immediately her mother comes to announce that Juliet must…

Act 4, scene 1

Paris is talking with Friar Lawrence about the coming wedding when Juliet arrives. After Paris leaves, she threatens suicide if…

Act 4, scene 2

Capulet energetically directs preparations for the wedding. When Juliet returns from Friar Lawrence and pretends to have learned obedience, Capulet…

Act 4, scene 3

Juliet sends the Nurse away for the night. After facing her terror at the prospect of awaking in her family’s…

Act 4, scene 4

The Capulets and the Nurse stay up all night to get ready for the wedding. Capulet, hearing Paris approach with…

Act 4, scene 5

The Nurse finds Juliet in the deathlike trance caused by the Friar’s potion and announces Juliet’s death. Juliet’s parents and…

Act 5, scene 1

Romeo’s man, Balthasar, arrives in Mantua with news of Juliet’s death. Romeo sends him to hire horses for their immediate…

Act 5, scene 2

Friar John enters, bringing with him the letter that he was to have delivered to Romeo. He tells why he…

Act 5, scene 3

Paris visits Juliet’s tomb and, when Romeo arrives, challenges him. Romeo and Paris fight and Paris is killed. Romeo, in…

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Scene 3
Enter Paris and his Page.

 Give me thy torch, boy. Hence and stand aloof.
 Yet put it out, for I would not be seen.
 Under yond yew trees lay thee all along,
 Holding thy ear close to the hollow ground.
5 So shall no foot upon the churchyard tread
 (Being loose, unfirm, with digging up of graves)

Romeo and Juliet
ACT 5. SC. 3

 But thou shalt hear it. Whistle then to me
 As signal that thou hearest something approach.
 Give me those flowers. Do as I bid thee. Go.
PAGE, aside 
10 I am almost afraid to stand alone
 Here in the churchyard. Yet I will adventure.
He moves away from Paris.
PARIS, scattering flowers 
 Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew
 (O woe, thy canopy is dust and stones!)
 Which with sweet water nightly I will dew,
15 Or, wanting that, with tears distilled by moans.
 The obsequies that I for thee will keep
 Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep.
Page whistles.
 The boy gives warning something doth approach.
 What cursèd foot wanders this way tonight,
20 To cross my obsequies and true love’s rite?
 What, with a torch? Muffle me, night, awhile.
He steps aside.

Enter Romeo and Balthasar.

 Give me that mattock and the wrenching iron.
 Hold, take this letter. Early in the morning
 See thou deliver it to my lord and father.
25 Give me the light. Upon thy life I charge thee,
 Whate’er thou hearest or seest, stand all aloof
 And do not interrupt me in my course.
 Why I descend into this bed of death
 Is partly to behold my lady’s face,
30 But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger
 A precious ring, a ring that I must use
 In dear employment. Therefore hence, begone.
 But, if thou, jealous, dost return to pry
 In what I farther shall intend to do,

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ACT 5. SC. 3

35 By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint
 And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs.
 The time and my intents are savage-wild,
 More fierce and more inexorable far
 Than empty tigers or the roaring sea.
40 I will be gone, sir, and not trouble you.
 So shalt thou show me friendship. Take thou that.
Giving money.
 Live and be prosperous, and farewell, good fellow.
 For all this same, I’ll hide me hereabout.
 His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt.
He steps aside.
ROMEO, beginning to force open the tomb 
45 Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death,
 Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth,
 Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open,
 And in despite I’ll cram thee with more food.
 This is that banished haughty Montague
50 That murdered my love’s cousin, with which grief
 It is supposèd the fair creature died,
 And here is come to do some villainous shame
 To the dead bodies. I will apprehend him.
Stepping forward.
 Stop thy unhallowed toil, vile Montague.
55 Can vengeance be pursued further than death?
 Condemnèd villain, I do apprehend thee.
 Obey and go with me, for thou must die.
 I must indeed, and therefore came I hither.
 Good gentle youth, tempt not a desp’rate man.
60 Fly hence and leave me. Think upon these gone.
 Let them affright thee. I beseech thee, youth,

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ACT 5. SC. 3

 Put not another sin upon my head
 By urging me to fury. O, begone!
 By heaven, I love thee better than myself,
65 For I come hither armed against myself.
 Stay not, begone, live, and hereafter say
 A madman’s mercy bid thee run away.
 I do defy thy commination
 And apprehend thee for a felon here.
70 Wilt thou provoke me? Then have at thee, boy!
They draw and fight.
 O Lord, they fight! I will go call the watch.
He exits.
 O, I am slain! If thou be merciful,
 Open the tomb; lay me with Juliet.He dies.
 In faith, I will.—Let me peruse this face.
75 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?
80 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.—
He opens the tomb.
 A grave? O, no. A lantern, slaughtered youth,
85 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.
Laying Paris in the tomb.
 How oft when men are at the point of death

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ACT 5. SC. 3

 Have they been merry, which their keepers call
90 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
95 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
100 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
105 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
110 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
115 A dateless bargain to engrossing death.
Kissing Juliet.
 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. Drinking. O true apothecary,
120 Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.
He dies.

Enter Friar Lawrence with lantern, crow, and spade.

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ACT 5. SC. 3

 Saint Francis be my speed! How oft tonight
 Have my old feet stumbled at graves!—Who’s there?
 Here’s one, a friend, and one that knows you well.
 Bliss be upon you. Tell me, good my friend,
125 What torch is yond that vainly lends his light
 To grubs and eyeless skulls? As I discern,
 It burneth in the Capels’ monument.
 It doth so, holy sir, and there’s my master,
 One that you love.
FRIAR LAWRENCE 130 Who is it?
 How long hath he been there?
BALTHASAR  Full half an hour.
 Go with me to the vault.
BALTHASAR 135 I dare not, sir.
 My master knows not but I am gone hence,
 And fearfully did menace me with death
 If I did stay to look on his intents.
 Stay, then. I’ll go alone. Fear comes upon me.
140 O, much I fear some ill unthrifty thing.
 As I did sleep under this yew tree here,
 I dreamt my master and another fought,
 And that my master slew him.
FRIAR LAWRENCE, moving toward the tomb 
145 Alack, alack, what blood is this which stains
 The stony entrance of this sepulcher?
 What mean these masterless and gory swords

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ACT 5. SC. 3

 To lie discolored by this place of peace?
 Romeo! O, pale! Who else? What, Paris too?
150 And steeped in blood? Ah, what an unkind hour
 Is guilty of this lamentable chance!
 The lady stirs.
 O comfortable friar, where is my lord?
 I do remember well where I should be,
155 And there I am. Where is my Romeo?
 I hear some noise.—Lady, come from that nest
 Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep.
 A greater power than we can contradict
 Hath thwarted our intents. Come, come away.
160 Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead,
 And Paris, too. Come, I’ll dispose of thee
 Among a sisterhood of holy nuns.
 Stay not to question, for the watch is coming.
 Come, go, good Juliet. I dare no longer stay.
165 Go, get thee hence, for I will not away.
He exits.
 What’s here? A cup closed in my true love’s hand?
 Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end.—
 O churl, drunk all, and left no friendly drop
 To help me after! I will kiss thy lips.
170 Haply some poison yet doth hang on them,
 To make me die with a restorative.She kisses him.
 Thy lips are warm!

Enter Paris’s Page and Watch.

FIRST WATCH Lead, boy. Which way?
 Yea, noise? Then I’ll be brief. O, happy dagger,
175 This is thy sheath. There rust, and let me die.
She takes Romeo’s dagger, stabs herself, and dies.

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ACT 5. SC. 3

 This is the place, there where the torch doth burn.
 The ground is bloody.—Search about the
 Go, some of you; whoe’er you find, attach.
Some watchmen exit.
180 Pitiful sight! Here lies the County slain,
 And Juliet bleeding, warm, and newly dead,
 Who here hath lain this two days burièd.—
 Go, tell the Prince. Run to the Capulets.
 Raise up the Montagues. Some others search.
Others exit.
185 We see the ground whereon these woes do lie,
 But the true ground of all these piteous woes
 We cannot without circumstance descry.

Enter Watchmen with Romeo’s man Balthasar.

 Here’s Romeo’s man. We found him in the
190 Hold him in safety till the Prince come hither.

Enter Friar Lawrence and another Watchman.

 Here is a friar that trembles, sighs, and weeps.
 We took this mattock and this spade from him
 As he was coming from this churchyard’s side.
 A great suspicion. Stay the Friar too.

Enter the Prince with Attendants.

195 What misadventure is so early up
 That calls our person from our morning rest?

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ACT 5. SC. 3

Enter Capulet and Lady Capulet.

 What should it be that is so shrieked abroad?
 O, the people in the street cry “Romeo,”
 Some “Juliet,” and some “Paris,” and all run
200 With open outcry toward our monument.
 What fear is this which startles in our ears?
 Sovereign, here lies the County Paris slain,
 And Romeo dead, and Juliet, dead before,
 Warm and new killed.
205 Search, seek, and know how this foul murder
 Here is a friar, and slaughtered Romeo’s man,
 With instruments upon them fit to open
 These dead men’s tombs.
210 O heavens! O wife, look how our daughter bleeds!
 This dagger hath mista’en, for, lo, his house
 Is empty on the back of Montague,
 And it mis-sheathèd in my daughter’s bosom.
 O me, this sight of death is as a bell
215 That warns my old age to a sepulcher.

Enter Montague.

 Come, Montague, for thou art early up
 To see thy son and heir now early down.
 Alas, my liege, my wife is dead tonight.

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ACT 5. SC. 3

 Grief of my son’s exile hath stopped her breath.
220 What further woe conspires against mine age?
PRINCE Look, and thou shalt see.
MONTAGUE, seeing Romeo dead 
 O thou untaught! What manners is in this,
 To press before thy father to a grave?
 Seal up the mouth of outrage for awhile,
225 Till we can clear these ambiguities
 And know their spring, their head, their true
 And then will I be general of your woes
 And lead you even to death. Meantime forbear,
230 And let mischance be slave to patience.—
 Bring forth the parties of suspicion.
 I am the greatest, able to do least,
 Yet most suspected, as the time and place
 Doth make against me, of this direful murder.
235 And here I stand, both to impeach and purge
 Myself condemnèd and myself excused.
 Then say at once what thou dost know in this.
 I will be brief, for my short date of breath
 Is not so long as is a tedious tale.
240 Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet,
 And she, there dead, that Romeo’s faithful wife.
 I married them, and their stol’n marriage day
 Was Tybalt’s doomsday, whose untimely death
 Banished the new-made bridegroom from this city,
245 For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pined.
 You, to remove that siege of grief from her,
 Betrothed and would have married her perforce
 To County Paris. Then comes she to me,
 And with wild looks bid me devise some mean

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ACT 5. SC. 3

250 To rid her from this second marriage,
 Or in my cell there would she kill herself.
 Then gave I her (so tutored by my art)
 A sleeping potion, which so took effect
 As I intended, for it wrought on her
255 The form of death. Meantime I writ to Romeo
 That he should hither come as this dire night
 To help to take her from her borrowed grave,
 Being the time the potion’s force should cease.
 But he which bore my letter, Friar John,
260 Was stayed by accident, and yesternight
 Returned my letter back. Then all alone
 At the prefixèd hour of her waking
 Came I to take her from her kindred’s vault,
 Meaning to keep her closely at my cell
265 Till I conveniently could send to Romeo.
 But when I came, some minute ere the time
 Of her awakening, here untimely lay
 The noble Paris and true Romeo dead.
 She wakes, and I entreated her come forth
270 And bear this work of heaven with patience.
 But then a noise did scare me from the tomb,
 And she, too desperate, would not go with me
 But, as it seems, did violence on herself.
 All this I know, and to the marriage
275 Her nurse is privy. And if aught in this
 Miscarried by my fault, let my old life
 Be sacrificed some hour before his time
 Unto the rigor of severest law.
 We still have known thee for a holy man.—
280 Where’s Romeo’s man? What can he say to this?
 I brought my master news of Juliet’s death,
 And then in post he came from Mantua
 To this same place, to this same monument.

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ACT 5. SC. 3

 This letter he early bid me give his father
285 And threatened me with death, going in the vault,
 If I departed not and left him there.
 Give me the letter. I will look on it.—
He takes Romeo’s letter.
 Where is the County’s page, that raised the
290 Sirrah, what made your master in this place?
 He came with flowers to strew his lady’s grave
 And bid me stand aloof, and so I did.
 Anon comes one with light to ope the tomb,
 And by and by my master drew on him,
295 And then I ran away to call the watch.
 This letter doth make good the Friar’s words,
 Their course of love, the tidings of her death;
 And here he writes that he did buy a poison
 Of a poor ’pothecary, and therewithal
300 Came to this vault to die and lie with Juliet.
 Where be these enemies?—Capulet, Montague,
 See what a scourge is laid upon your hate,
 That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love,
 And I, for winking at your discords too,
305 Have lost a brace of kinsmen. All are punished.
 O brother Montague, give me thy hand.
 This is my daughter’s jointure, for no more
 Can I demand.
MONTAGUE  But I can give thee more,
310 For I will ray her statue in pure gold,
 That whiles Verona by that name is known,
 There shall no figure at such rate be set
 As that of true and faithful Juliet.

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ACT 5. SC. 3

 As rich shall Romeo’s by his lady’s lie,
315 Poor sacrifices of our enmity.
 A glooming peace this morning with it brings.
 The sun for sorrow will not show his head.
 Go hence to have more talk of these sad things.
 Some shall be pardoned, and some punishèd.
320 For never was a story of more woe
 Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
All exit.