Give me the light: upon thy life, I charge thee, Whate'er thou hear'st or seest, stand all aloof, And do not interrupt me in my course. Hold, take this letter early in the morning See thou deliver it to my lord and father. Retires Enter ROMEO and BALTHASAR, with a torch, mattock, & c ROMEO Give me that mattock and the wrenching iron. What cursed foot wanders this way to-night, To cross my obsequies and true love's rite? What with a torch! muffle me, night, awhile. The Page whistles The boy gives warning something doth approach. Retires PARIS Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew,- O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones - Which with sweet water nightly I will dew, Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: The obsequies that I for thee will keep Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep. PAGE I am almost afraid to stand alone Here in the churchyard yet I will adventure.
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