As rich shall Romeo’s by his lady’s lie; Poor sacrifi ces 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 pardoned, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
Exeunt omnes 315
Romeo’s by his lady’s lie Romeo’s statue will be beside Juliet’s