Cap. O heavens! O wife, look how our daughter bleeds![1551]
This dagger hath mista'en, for, lo, his house[1552]
Is empty on the back of Montague,[1552]
And it mis-sheathed in my daughter's bosom![1552][1553]
La. Cap. O me! this sight of death is as a bell 205
That warns my old age to a sepulchre.
Enter Montague and others.[1554]
Prince. Come, Montague; for thou art early up,
To see thy son and heir more early down.[1555]
Mon. Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night;
Grief of my son's exile hath stopp'd her breath:[1556] 210
What further woe conspires against mine age?[1557]
Prince. Look, and thou shalt see.[1558]
Mon. O thou untaught! what manners is in this,[1559]
To press before thy father to a grave?
Prince. Seal up the mouth of outrage for a while,[1560] 215
Till we can clear these ambiguities
And know their spring, their head, their true descent;
And then will I be general of your woes
And lead you even to death: meantime forbear,
And let mischance be slave to patience. 220
Bring forth the parties of suspicion.
Fri. L. I am the greatest, able to do least,
Yet most suspected, as the time and place
Doth make against me, of this direful murder;[1561]
And here I stand, both to impeach and purge[1562] 225
Myself condemned and myself excused.
Prince. Then say at once what thou dost know in this.