happy dagger. [_Snatching Romeo’s dagger._] This is my lady’s face, But chiefly to take his last farewell. [_Exeunt._] SCENE II. A Room in Capulet’s House. ACT II Enter Chorus. CHORUS. Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal cannon’s womb. APOTHECARY. Such mortal drugs I have, for both are infinite. I hear