Kiss Thy Lips

Juliet: O comfortable Friar, where is my lord?
I do remember well where I should be:
And there I am, where is my Romeo?

Friar Laurence: 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,
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.

Juliet: Go get thee hence, for I will not away.
What's here? A cup clos'd 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,
Haply some poison yet doth hang on them,
To make me die with a restorative.
Thy lips are warm,

Yea noise? Then I'll be brief. O happy dagger.
This is thy sheath, there rust and let me die.



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