That the life-weary taker may fall dead,
And that the trunk may be discharg'd of breath
[As violently] as hasty powder fir'd
Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb.
Apothecary. Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua's law
Is death to [any he] that utters them.
Romeo. Art thou so bare and full of wretchedness,
And fear'st to die? famine is in thy cheeks,
Need and oppression [starveth] in thine eyes,
Contempt and beggary hangs upon thy back,