dBooks desire

" "In the midst of
'cruel, cursed fate,' his dagger fell out of his dress. I, embracing
him tenderly, crammed it back again, because I knew I should want it
at the end." The performance thus went on:
ROMEO. Tear not my heart-strings thus!
They break! they crack! Juliet! Juliet!
[_Dies._
JULIET (_to corpse_). Am I smothering you?
CORPSE. Not at all. But could you, do you think, be so kind as to put
my wig on again for me? It has fallen off.
JULIET (_to corpse_). I'm afraid I can't, but I'll throw my muslin
veil over it. You've broken the phial, haven't you? (_Corpse
nodded_).
JULIET (_to corpse_). Where's your dagger?
CORPSE (_to Juliet_). 'Pon my soul I don't know.
The same vivacious writer supplies a corresponding account of the
representation of "Venice Preserved," in which, of course, she
appeared as Belvidera. "When I went on, I was near tumbling down at
the sight of my Jaffier, who looked like the apothecary in 'Romeo and
Juliet,' with the addition of some devilish red slashes along his
thighs and arms.


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