Ромео и Джульетта
Scene I. Mantua. A street.
Iseethatthouartpoor:
Hold,thereisfortyducats:letmehave
Adramofpoison,suchsoon-speedinggear
Aswilldisperseitselfthroughalltheveins
Thatthelife-wearytakermayfalldead
Andthatthetrunkmaybedischargedofbreath
Asviolentlyashastypowderfired
Dothhurryfromthefatalcannon’swomb.
ApothecarySuchmortaldrugsIhave;butMantua’slaw
Isdeathtoanyhethatuttersthem.
RomeoArtthousobareandfullofwretchedness,
Andfear’sttodie?famineisinthycheeks,
Needandoppressionstarvethinthineeyes,
Contemptandbeggaryhangsuponthyback;
Theworldisnotthyfriendnortheworld’slaw;
Theworldaffordsnolawtomaketheerich;
Thenbenotpoor,butbreakit,andtakethis.
ApothecaryMypoverty,butnotmywill,consents.
RomeoIpaythypoverty,andnotthywill.
ApothecaryPutthisinanyliquidthingyouwill,
Anddrinkitoff;and,ifyouhadthestrength
Oftwentymen,itwoulddispatchyoustraight.
RomeoThereisthygold,worsepoisontomen’ssouls,
Doingmoremurdersinthisloathsomeworld,
Thanthesepoorcompoundsthatthoumaystnotsell