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Photos (in english) The nurse tells Juliet that Romeo has killed Tybalt Juliet : Blister'd be thy tongue For such a wish ! He was not born to shame : Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit ; For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'd Sole monarch of the universal earth. O, what a beast was I to chide at him ! At dawn, Romeo leaves Juliet's bedroom : Romeo: It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale: Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east; Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops: I must be gone and live, or stay and die. The Friar gives Juliet the sleeping potion: Friar Laurence: Take thou this vial, being then in bed, And this distill'd liquor drink thou off: When presently through all thy veins shall run A cold drowsy humour; for no pulse Shall keep his native progress; but surcease; No warmth, no breath, shall testify thou liv'st The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade To paly ashes; thy eyes' windows fall, Like death, when he shuts up the day of life; Each part, deprived of subtle government Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death: And in this borrowed likeness of shrunk death Thou shalt continue two and forty hours, And then awake as from a pleasant sleep. Romeo & Juliet / Sherlock Holmes / Dorian Gray