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wyth lyke perfection. And as they were making theyr complaints,
Iulietta rising out of hir traunce, and beholding light within
the Toumbe, vncertayne wheather it were a dreame or fantasie
that appeared before his eyes, comming agayne to hir selfe, knew
Frier Laurence, vnto whom she said: “Father, I pray thee in the
name of God to perfourme thy promise, for I am almost deade.”
And then frier Laurence concealing nothing from hir, (bycause he
feared to be taken through his too long abode in that place)
faithfully rehearsed vnto hir, how he had sent frier Anselme to
Rhomeo at Mantua, from whom as yet hee had receiued no aunswere.
Notwithstanding he found Rhomeo dead in the graue, whose body he
poyncted vnto, lyinge hard by hir, praying hir sith it was so,
paciently to beare that sodayne misfortune, and that if it
pleased hir, he would conuey hir into some monastery of women
where she might in time moderate hir sorrow, and giue rest vnto
hir minde. Iulietta had no sooner cast eye vppon the deade corps
of Rhomeo, but began to breake the fountayne pipes of gushing
teares, which ran forth in sutch aboundance, as not able to
support the furor of hir griefe, she breathed without ceasing
vpon his mouth, and then throwen hir selfe vppon his body, and
embracing it very hard, seemed that by force of sighes and sobs,
she would haue reuiued, and brought him againe to life, and
after she had kissed and rekissed hym a million of times, she
cried out: “Ah the sweete reste of my cares, and the onely port
of all my pleasures and pastimes, hadst thou so sure a hearte to
choose thy Churchyarde in this place betwene the armes of thy
perfect Louer, and to ende the course of thy life for my sake in
the floure of thy Youth when lyfe to thee should have bene most
deare and delectable? how had this tender body power to resist
the furious Coumbat of death, very death it selfe here present?
how coulde thy tender and delicate youth willingly permit that
thou shouldest approch into this filthy and infected place,
where from henceforth thou shalt be the pasture of Worms
vnworthy of thee? Alas, alas, by what meanes shall I now renue
my playnts, which time and long pacience ought to haue buried
and clearely quenched? Ah I, miserable and Caitife wretch,
thinking to finde remedy for my griefs, haue sharpned the Knife
that hath gieuen me this cruell blow, whereof I receiue the
cause of mortall wound. Ah, happy and fortunate graue which
shalt serue in world to come for witnesse of the most perfect
aliaunce that euer was betwene two most infortunate louers,
receyue now the last sobbing sighes, and intertayment of the
most cruell of all the cruell subiects of ire and death.” And as
she thought to continue hir complaynts, Pietro aduertised Frier
Laurence that he heard a noyse besides the citadell, wherewyth
being afrayd, they speadily departed, fearing to be taken: and
then Iulietta seeing hir selfe alone, and in full Liberty, tooke
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