ACT V

That calls our person from our morning’s rest?

Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet and others.

CAPULET.

What should it be that they so shriek abroad?

LADY CAPULET.

O the people in the street cry Romeo,

Some Juliet, and some Paris, and all run

With open outcry toward our monument.

PRINCE.

What fear is this which startles in our ears?

FIRST WATCH.

Sovereign, here lies the County Paris slain,

And Romeo dead, and Juliet, dead before,

Warm and new kill’d.

PRINCE.

Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes.

FIRST WATCH.

Here is a Friar, and slaughter’d Romeo’s man,

With instruments upon them fit to open

These dead men’s tombs.