Torches lit? Blood spilt? What has happened down in here? Oh dear, and is that Count Paris....? .... Lying dead... Unmoving on the ground.... Oh, God bless his soul.
And if this isn't Romeo? Alas, dead too! Here lies masterless swords which took the life of their own master. Oh, a piteous day!
'O comfortable friar! where is my lord?
I do remember well where I should be,
And there I am. Where is my Romeo?'
came to my ears. Juliet has awakened. I must not let her see the dead Paris and Romeo. I beckoned her to leave to escape the watches. But it is too late, she has seen the dead.
The watch are coming. I can't let her be seen and I beg her to leave with me and away from this treacherous. I am afraid. I am full of fear and I dare no longer stay!
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