The tragic part of this character is of a piece with the rest. It is
the heroic founded on tenderness and delicacy. Of this kind are her
resolution to follow the Friar's advice, and the conflict in her
bosom between apprehension and love when she comes to take the
sleeping poison. Shakespeare is blamed for the mixture of low
characters. If this is a deformity, it is the source of a thousand
beauties. One instance is the contrast between the guileless
simplicity of Juliet's attachment to her first love, and the
convenient policy of the nurse in advising her to marry Paris, which
excites such indignation in her mistress. 'Ancient damnation! oh
most wicked fiend', &c.
Romeo is Hamlet in love. There is the same rich exuberance of
passion and sentiment in the one, that there is of thought and
sentiment in the other. Both are absent and self-involved, both live
out of themselves in a world of imagination. Hamlet is abstracted
from everything; Romeo is abstracted from everything but his love,
and lost in it. His 'frail thoughts dally with faint surmise', and
are fashioned out of the suggestions of hope, 'the flatteries of
sleep'. He is himself only in his Juliet; she is his only reality,
his heart's true home and idol. The rest of the world is to him a
passing dream. How finely is this character portrayed where he
recollects himself on seeing Paris slain at the tomb of Juliet!
What said my man, when my betossed soul
Did not attend him as we rode? I think
He told me Paris should have married Juliet.
And again, just before he hears the sudden tidings of her death:
If I may trust the flattery of sleep,
My dreams presage some joyful news at hand;
My bosom's lord sits lightly on his throne,
And all this day an unaccustom'd spirit
Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
I dreamt my lady came and found me dead,
(Strange dream! that gives a dead man leave to think)
And breath'd such life with kisses on my lips,
That I reviv'd and was an emperor.
Ah me! how sweet is love itself possessed,
When but love's shadows are so rich in joy!
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