Scene I.
Mantua. A Street
Enter Romeo
Romeo. If I may trust [the flattering truth] of sleep
My dreams presage some joyful news at hand.
[My bosom's lord] sits lightly in his throne,
And all this day an unaccustom'd spirit
Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
I dreamt my lady came and found me dead—
Strange dream, that gives a dead man leave to think!—