Friar Laurence: Stay not to question, for the watch is coming;
Come, go, good Juliet.—[Noise again.] I dare no longer stay.
Juliet: Go, get thee hence, for I will not away. [Exit FRIAR LAURENCE.]
What’s here? a cup, clos’d in my true love’s hand?
Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end.
O churl! drunk all, and left no friendly drop
To help me after! I will kiss thy lips;
Haply, some poison yet doth hang on them,
To make me die with a restorative. [Kisses him.]
Thy lips are warm!
First Watch: [Within.] Lead, boy: which way?
Juliet: Yea, noise? then I’ll be brief. O happy dagger! [Snatching ROMEO’S dagger.]
Which phrases from the passage are oxymorons? Check all that apply.
true love’s hand
happy dagger
good Juliet
lips are warm
timeless end
