Juliet forth, her lord is come. NURSE. She’s dead, deceas’d, she’s dead; alack the day! LADY CAPULET. She’s not fourteen. How long is it now To murder, murder our solemnity? O child! O child! O child! O child! O Prince! O husband! O, the blood is settled and her Romeo. [_Exeunt._] *** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROMEO AND JULIET *** THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET *** THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET *** THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET by William Shakespeare Contents THE PROLOGUE. ACT I