Franco Zeffirelli's Romeo and Juliet, death scene

 
 

ROMEO 

Live, and be prosperous: and farewell, good fellow. 

[entering the tomb and seeing Juliet]

Juliet!

...O my love! my wife! 

Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, 

Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: 

Thou art not conquered; beauty's ensign yet 

Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, 

And death's pale flag is not advanced there. 

[sees Tybalt] Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? 

O, what more favor can I do to thee, 

Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain 

To sunder his that was thine enemy? 

Forgive me, cousin! Ah, dear Juliet, 

Why art thou yet so fair? shall I believe 

That unsubstantial death is amorous, 

And that the lean abhorred monster keeps 

Thee here in dark to be his paramour? 

For fear of that, I still will stay with thee; 

And never from this palace of dim night 

Depart again: here, here will I remain 

With worms that are thy chamber-maids... [cries] 

Eyes, look your last.

Arms, take your last embrace. and, lips, O you 

The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss 

A dateless bargain to engrossing death... [cries] 

Here's to my love! [drinks]

...Thus with a kiss I die. [dies]
 

[Enter, at the other end of the churchyard, FRIAR LAURENCE, with a lantern]
 

FRIAR LAURENCE 

Balthasar! ...How long hath you been there? 
 

BALTHASAR 

Full half an hour. 
 

FRIAR LAURENCE 

Go with me to the vault. 
 

BALTHASAR 

I dare not, sir 

My master knows not but I am gone hence...
 

FRIAR LAURENCE 

Stay, then; I'll go alone. Fear comes upon me: 

O, much I fear some ill unlucky thing. 

[entering tomb and seeing Romeo]

Romeo! O, pale! Who else? what, Paris too? 

And steep'd in blood? Ah, what an unkind hour 

Is guilty of this lamentable chance! 
 

JULIET 

[waking] O comfortable friar! where is my lord? 

I do remember well where I should be, 

And there I am. Where is my Romeo? 
 

FRIAR LAURENCE 

I hear some noise. 
 

JULIET

Where is my Romeo? 
 

FRIAR LAURENCE

Lady, come from that nest 

Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep: 

A greater power than we can contradict 

Hath thwarted our intents. Come, come along. 

The watch is coming... 

[Juliet sees the dead Romeo]

Come, go, good Juliet, 

I dare no longer stay. I dare no longer stay. Juliet! 

I dare no longer stay, I dare no longer stay! [Exit FRIAR LAURENCE]
 

JULIET 

What's here?...

Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end: 

O churl! drunk all, and left no friendly drop 

To help me after? I will kiss thy lips; 

Haply some poison yet doth hang on them, 

To make die with a restorative. 

Thy lips are warm. [cries] Oh, no, no!

Yea, noise? No! Then I'll be brief. O happy dagger! 

This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die. [Falls on ROMEO's body, and dies]