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130 ROMEO AND JULIET. And never from this palace of dim night Depart again : here, here will I remain With wonms that are thy chamber-maids ; 0, here AVill I set np my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. — Eyes, look your last ! Arms, take your last embrace ! and, lips, you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death ! Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavory guide ! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark ! Here's to my love ! [Drinks'] — true apothecary ! Thy drugs are quick. — Thus with a kiss I die. [Dies. Enter, at the other end of the churchyard, Friar Lau- rence, ivith a lantern, crow, and spade. Friar Laurence. Saint Francis be my speed ! how oft to-night Have my old feet stumbled at graves ! — Who's there ? Balthasar. Here's one, a friend, and one that knows you well. Friar Laurence. Bliss be upon you ! Tell me, good my friend. What torch is yond, that vainly lends his light To grubs and eyeless skulls ? as I discern. It burneth in the Capels' monument.
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