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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539099" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Juliet's Soliloquy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Farewell!--God knows when we shall meet again.<br>I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins<br>That almost freezes up the heat of life:<br>I'll call them back again to comfort me;--<br>Nurse!--What should she do here?<br>My dismal scene I needs must act alone.--<br>Come, vial.--<br>What if this mixture do not work at all?<br>Shall I be married, then, to-morrow morning?--<br>No, No!--this shall forbid it:--lie thou there.--<br>What if it be a poison, which the friar<br>Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead,<br>Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd,<br>Because he married me before to Romeo?<br>I fear it is: and yet methinks it should not,<br>For he hath still been tried a holy man:--<br>I will not entertain so bad a thought.--<br>How if, when I am laid into the tomb,<br>I wake before the time that Romeo<br>Come to redeem me? there's a fearful point!<br>Shall I not then be stifled in the vault,<br>To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in,<br>And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes?<br>Or, if I live, is it not very like<br>The horrible conceit of death and night,<br>Together with the terror of the place,--<br>As in a vault, an ancient receptacle,<br>Where, for this many hundred years, the bones<br>Of all my buried ancestors are pack'd;<br>Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,<br>Lies festering in his shroud; where, as they say,<br>At some hours in the night spirits resort;--<br>Alack, alack, is it not like that I,<br>So early waking,--what with loathsome smells,<br>And shrieks like mandrakes torn out of the earth,<br>That living mortals, hearing them, run mad;--<br>O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught,<br>Environed with all these hideous fears?<br>And madly play with my forefathers' joints?<br>And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud?<br>And, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone,<br>As with a club, dash out my desperate brains?--<br>O, look! methinks I see my cousin's ghost<br>Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body<br>Upon a rapier's point:--stay, Tybalt, stay!--<br>Romeo, I come! this do I drink to thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Shakespeare">William Shakespeare</a><div class=q>
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I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins
That almost freezes up the heat of life:
I'll call them back again to comfort me;--
Nurse!--What should she do here?
My dismal scene I needs must act ..."></div>
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