Romeo I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave. A grave — O no, a lantern, slaughtered youth, For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes This vault a feasting presence full of light. [Laying Paris in the vault] Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interred. Read more about Act 5, Scene 3: Popup Note Index Item: “a lantern … full of light”
Juliet Madam, if you could find out but a man To bear a poison, I would temper it; That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof, Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhors Read more about Act 3, Scene 5: Popup Note Index Item: "temper", "sleep in quiet"
Juliet Indeed, I never shall be satisfied With Romeo till I behold him — dead — Is my poor heart for a kinsman vexed. Read more about Act 3, Scene 5: Popup Note Index Item: “behold him – dead – is my heart”
