Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice:
I am not I, if there be such an 'I;' 48
Or those eyes shut that make thee answer 'I.'
If he be slain, say 'I'; or if not 'no:'
Brief sounds determine of my weal or woe.
Nurse. I saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes, 52
God save the mark! here on his manly breast:
A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse;
Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood,
All in gore blood; I swounded at the sight. 56
Jul. O break, my heart!—poor bankrupt, break at once
To prison, eyes, ne'er look on liberty!
Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here;
And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier! 60
Nurse. O Tybalt, Tybalt! the best friend I had:
O courteous Tybalt! honest gentleman!
That ever I should live to see thee dead!
Jul. What storm is this that blows so contrary? 64
Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead?
My dearest cousin, and my dearer lord?
Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general doom!
For who is living if those two are gone? 68
Nurse. Tybalt is gone, and Romeo banished;
Romeo, that kill'd him, he is banished.
Jul. O God! did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?
Nurse. It did, it did; alas the day! it did. 72
Jul. O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face!
Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?
47 cockatrice: basilisk, fabulous reptile said to kill by its glance
53 mark; cf. n.
54 corse: corpse
56 gore: clotted
59 Vile earth: wretched body
resign: yield
67 general doom: the Day of Judgment
73 flowering: like a flower
