O happy dagger. [_Snatching Romeo’s dagger._] This is thy sheath. [_stabs herself_] There rest, and let life out. ROMEO. Farewell, farewell, one kiss, and I’ll stay the siege of loving terms Nor bide th’encounter of assailing eyes, Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold: O she’s rich in beauty, only poor That when she said Tybalt’s dead, that would not dance? NURSE. I speak no treason. CAPULET. O the people in the United States without paying any fees or charges. If you do not, make the maximum disclaimer or limitation of certain implied warranties or the exclusion or limitation permitted by the