It would be to misunderstand the whole spirit of the play if we were to reproach Friar Laurence with the not only romantic but preposterous nature of the means he adopts to help the lovers--the sleeping-potion administered to Juliet. This Shakespeare simply accepted from his original, with his usual indifference to external detail. The poet has placed in the mouth of Friar Laurence a tranquil life-philosophy, which he first expresses in general terms, and then applies to the case of the lovers. He enters his cell with a basket full of herbs from the garden. Some of them have curative properties, others contain death-dealing juices; a plant which has a sweet and salutary smell may be poisonous to the taste; for good and evil are but two sides to the same thing (ii. 3):-- "Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometimes's by action dignified. Within the infant rind of this sweet flower Poison hath residence, and medicine power: For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed kings encamp them still In man as well as herbs,--grace, and rude will; And where the worser is predominant, Full soon the canker death eats up that plant." When Romeo, immediately before the marriage, defies sorrow and death in the speech beginning (ii. 6)-- "Amen, Amen! but come what sorrow can, It cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one short minute gives me in her sight," Laurence seizes the opportunity to apply his view of life. He fears this overflowing flood-tide of happiness, and expounds his philosophy of the golden mean--that wisdom of old age which is summed up in the cautious maxim, "Love me little, love me long." Here it is that he utters the above-quoted words as to the violent ends ensuing on violent delights, like the mutual destruction wrought by the kiss of fire and gunpowder. It is remarkable how the idea of gunpowder and of explosions seems to have haunted Shakespeare's mind while he was busied with the fate of Romeo and Juliet. In the original sketch of Juliet's soliloquy in the fifth scene of the second act we read:-- "Loue's heralds should be thoughts, And runne more swift, than hastie powder fierd, Doth hurrie from the fearfull cannons mouth." When Romeo draws his sword to kill himself, the Friar says (iii. 3): "Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love, Misshapen in the conduct of them both, Like powder in a skilless soldier's flask, Is set a-fire by thine own ignorance, And thou dismember'd with thine own defence." Romeo himself, finally, in his despair over the false news of Juliet's death, demands of the apothecary a poison so strong that "the trunk may be discharg'd of breath As violently, as the hasty powder fir'd, Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb."