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And all things change them to the contrary。 Friar。 Sir； go you in； and；
madam； go with him； And go； Sir Paris。 Every one prepare To follow this
fair corse unto her grave。 The heavens do low'r upon you for some ill；
Move them no more by crossing their high will。 Exeunt。 Manent
Musicians ＇and Nurse＇。 1。 Mus。 Faith； we may put up our pipes and be
gone。 Nurse。 Honest good fellows； ah； put up； put up！ For well you know
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this is a pitiful case。 ＇Exit。＇ 1。 Mus。 Ay； by my troth； the case may be
amended。
Enter Peter。
Pet。 Musicians； O； musicians； 'Heart's ease；' 'Heart's ease'！ O； an you
will have me live； play 'Heart's ease。' 1。 Mus。 Why 'Heart's ease''； Pet。 O；
musicians； because my heart itself plays 'My heart is full of woe。' O； play
me some merry dump to comfort me。 1。 Mus。 Not a dump we！ 'Tis no time
to play now。 Pet。 You will not then？ 1。 Mus。 No。 Pet。 I will then give it you
soundly。 1。 Mus。 What will you give us？ Pet。 No money； on my faith； but
the gleek。 I will give you the minstrel。 1。 Mus。 Then will I give you the
serving…creature。 Pet。 Then will I lay the serving…creature's dagger on your
pate。 I will carry no crotchets。 I'll re you； I'll fa you。 Do you note me？ 1。
Mus。 An you re us and fa us； you note us。 2。 Mus。 Pray you put up your
dagger； and put out your wit。 Pet。 Then have at you with my wit！ I will
dry…beat you with an iron wit； and put up my iron dagger。 Answer me like
men。 'When griping grief the heart doth wound； And doleful dumps the
mind oppress； Then music with her silver sound'…
Why 'silver sound'？ Why 'music with her silver sound'？ What say you；
Simon Catling？ 1。 Mus。 Marry； sir； because silver hath a sweet sound。 Pet。
Pretty！ What say You； Hugh Rebeck？ 2。 Mus。 I say 'silver sound' because
musicians sound for silver。 Pet。 Pretty too！ What say you； James
Soundpost？ 3。 Mus。 Faith； I know not what to say。 Pet。 O； I cry you mercy！
you are the singer。 I will say for you。 It is 'music with her silver sound'
because musicians have no gold for sounding。
'Then music with her silver sound With speedy help doth lend
redress。' ＇Exit。
1。 Mus。 What a pestilent knave is this same？ 2。 Mus。 Hang him； Jack！
Come； we'll in here； tarry for the mourners； and stay dinner。 Exeunt。
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ACT V。
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SCENE I。 Mantua。 A street。
Enter Romeo。
Rom。 If I may trust the flattering truth of sleep My dreams presage
some joyful news at hand。 My bosom's lord sits lightly in 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 in my
lips That I reviv'd and was an emperor。 Ah me！ how sweet is love itself
possess'd； When but love's shadows are so rich in joy！
Enter Romeo's Man Balthasar； booted。
News from Verona！ How now； Balthasar？ Dost thou not bring me
letters from the friar？ How doth my lady？ Is my father well？ How fares
my Juliet？ That I ask again； For nothing can be ill if she be well。 Man。
Then she is well； and nothing can be ill。 Her body sleeps in Capel's
monument； And her immortal part with angels lives。 I saw her laid low in
her kindred's vault And presently took post to tell it you。 O； pardon me for
bringing these ill news； Since you did leave it for my office； sir。 Rom。 Is it
e'en so？ Then I defy you； stars！ Thou knowest my lodging。 Get me ink and
paper And hire posthorses。 I will hence to…night。 Man。 I do beseech you；
sir； have patience。 Your looks are pale and wild and do import Some
misadventure。 Rom。 Tush； thou art deceiv'd。 Leave me and do the thing I
bid thee do。 Hast thou no letters to me from the friar？ Man。 No； my good
lord。 Rom。 No matter。 Get thee gone And hire those horses。 I'll be with
thee straight。 Exit ＇Balthasar＇。 Well； Juliet； I will lie with thee to…night。
Let's see for means。 O mischief； thou art swift To enter in the thoughts of
desperate men！ I do remember an apothecary； And hereabouts 'a dwells；
which late I noted In tatt'red weeds； with overwhelming brows； Culling of
simples。 Meagre were his looks； Sharp misery had worn him to the bones；
And in his needy shop a tortoise hung； An alligator stuff'd； and other skins
Of ill…shaped fishes； and about his shelves A beggarly account of empty
boxes； Green earthen pots； bladders； and musty seeds； Remnants of
packthread； and old cakes of roses Were thinly scattered； to make up a
show。 Noting this penury； to myself I said； 'An if a man did need a poison
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now Whose sale is present death in Mantua； Here lives a caitiff wretch
would sell it him。' O； this same thought did but forerun my need； And this
same needy man must sell it me。 As I remember； this should be the house。
Being holiday； the beggar's shop is shut。 What； ho！ apothecary！
Enter Apothecary。
Apoth。 Who calls so loud？ Rom。 Come hither； man。 I see that thou art
poor。 Hold； there is forty ducats。 Let me have A dram of poison； such
soon…speeding gear As will disperse itself through all the veins That the
life…weary taker mall fall dead； And that the trunk may