I saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes,— 53
God save the mark!—here on his manly breast: 54
A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse; 55
Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood, 56
All in gore-blood; I swounded at the sight.
JULIET 57
O, break, my heart! Poor bankrupt, break at once! 58
To prison, eyes, ne'er look on liberty! 59
Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here; 60
And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier!
Nurse 61
O Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I had! 62
O courteous Tybalt! honest gentleman! 63
That ever I should live to see thee dead!
JULIET 64
What storm is this that blows so contrary? 65
Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead? 66
My dearest cousin, and my dearer lord? 67
Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general doom! 68
For who is living, if those two are gone?
JULIET 71
O God! did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?
Nurse 72
It did, it did; alas the day, it did!
Another peice of dialouge i thought we could use is queen margrets monologue form Henry VI iii
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