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The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet

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Act V, Scene 2

Friar Laurence’s cell.



  • Friar John. Holy Franciscan friar! brother, ho! 2900


  • Friar Laurence. This same should be the voice of Friar John.
    Welcome from Mantua: what says Romeo?
    Or, if his mind be writ, give me his letter.
  • Friar John. Going to find a bare-foot brother out 2905
    One of our order, to associate me,
    Here in this city visiting the sick,
    And finding him, the searchers of the town,
    Suspecting that we both were in a house
    Where the infectious pestilence did reign, 2910
    Seal'd up the doors, and would not let us forth;
    So that my speed to Mantua there was stay'd.
  • Friar John. I could not send it,—here it is again,—
    Nor get a messenger to bring it thee, 2915
    So fearful were they of infection.
  • Friar Laurence. Unhappy fortune! by my brotherhood,
    The letter was not nice but full of charge
    Of dear import, and the neglecting it
    May do much danger. Friar John, go hence; 2920
    Get me an iron crow, and bring it straight
    Unto my cell.


  • Friar Laurence. Now must I to the monument alone; 2925
    Within three hours will fair Juliet wake:
    She will beshrew me much that Romeo
    Hath had no notice of these accidents;
    But I will write again to Mantua,
    And keep her at my cell till Romeo come; 2930
    Poor living corse, closed in a dead man's tomb!