That while Verona by that name is known,

There shall no figure at such rate be set

As that of true and faithful Juliet.

Capulet.

As rich shall Romeo’s by his lady’s lie;

Poor sacrifices of our enmity!

Prince.

A glooming peace this morning with it brings;

The sun for sorrow will not show his head.

Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things;

Some shall be pardon’d, and some punished;

For never was a story of more woe

Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.

          [Exeunt.]