1:41:01
Methinks I see thee,
now thou art so low,
1:41:04
as one dead
in the bottom of a tomb.
1:41:07
Either my eyesight fails,
or thou look'st pale.
1:41:13
Then trust me, love,
1:41:15
in my eyes, so do you.
1:41:18
Dry sorrow
drinks our blood.
1:41:21
Adieu.
1:41:25
Adieu.
1:41:28
Take thou this vial,
being then in bed,
1:41:30
and this distilling liquor
drink thou off.
1:41:34
No warmth, no breath,
shall testify thou livest.
1:41:38
And in this borrowed likeness
of shrunk death...
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thou shalt continue
two and forty hours,
1:41:44
and then awake
as from a pleasant sleep.
1:41:48
What ho! Apothecary!
1:41:53
Come hither, man.
I see that thou art poor.
1:41:57
Hold, there is 40 ducats.
1:42:00
- Let me have a dram of poison--
- Such mortal drugs I have,
1:42:04
but Mantua's law is death
to any he that utters them.
1:42:08
- Art thou so--
- My poverty, but not my will, consents.
1:42:17
I pay thy poverty
and not thy will.
1:42:24
Eyes, look your last.
1:42:26
Arms,
take your last embrace.
1:42:29
And, lips,
1:42:32
oh, you,
the doors of breath,
1:42:35
seal with
a righteous kiss...
1:42:40
the dateless bargain...
1:42:42
to engrossing death.
1:42:46
Come, bitter conduct.
1:42:48
Come, unsavory guide.
1:42:52
Thou, desperate pilot,
now at once...
1:42:56
run on the dashing rocks
thy seasick weary bark.