. . . witness the heartbreak and turmoil as the play moves towards its tragic conclusion.
. . . see how both fate and the characters’ poor choices have resulted in such sadness.
. . . understand the ‘glooming peace’ that has resulted as love conquers hate, but at such a high cost.
All are punished!
Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth! Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open, And in despite I'll cram thee with more food!
Thus with a kiss I die. O my love! My wife!
Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty
O happy dagger!
Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy seasick weary bark!
See what a scourge is laid upon your hate That heaven find means to kill your joys with love!
For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
