Antonio.
No, child, I have not courage enough to ſupport thy preſence; ſpeak, and be gone.
Juliet.
You have been the occaſion of my death.
Antonio.
Me; juſt Heavens!
Juliet.
Yes, you; was not you obſtinately determined to marry me contrary to my own conſent?
Antonio.
My intention was to make you happy.
Juliet.
I acknowledge count Paris merited my hand, but love had already in private joined me to another huſband.
Antonio.
What do I hear! Why did you not acquaint me of it? I ſhould have forgiven your weakneſs, and whoever your huſband was, ſhould have loved him as my ſon; the more, becauſe I have reaſon to think you were incapable of making a bad choice.
Juliet.
My ſincerity would only have ſerved to raiſe your anger to the higheſt pitch: I have paſſed two months in the ſweets of a marriage which would have rendered my life happy; you have tormented me; you would have made me the
