He drank from the bottle of poison, a last glance ? at Juliet’s lovely face and then he dropped to the ground, lifeless. Here Juliet found him when she woke up, “My love, my husband! What? you drank all the poison without leaving a drop for me? I will kiss your lips… oh, they are still warm!” Instantly she decided to share Romeo’s destiny and stabbed herself with his dagger . Later a disconsolate Friar Laurence explained what had happened to the enemy families and to the Prince, who commented, 28 29 30 31 … Capulet! Montague! See, what a scourge is laid upon your hate, That Heaven finds means to kill your joys with love. 32 33 The Death of Romeo and Juliet (Sir John Everett Millais, 1848) The original text says forty-two, but so many hours cannot explain why Juliet woke up on the same day she was buried. : look. : small quantity : participate in. : short pointed weapon. : punishment. : has fallen. 28. glance 29. drop 30. share 31. dagger 32. scourge 33. (is) laid (lay-laid-laid)