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 Where am I—where? Romeo, my lord! My love! my more than lord! Alas! alas! How came I hither in this chill cold vault? Oh, happy, happy greeting! Dare I trust Mine eyes, or do I dream?

Oh, my sweet love—my Julia!

Sweet star of fate! I breathe, I breathe again! My life! my love! my Romeo!

Sweet love, time presses; I have here hard by A carriage: let us fly, and ere to-morrow's dawn Shall gild Verona's towers Thou wilt be mine, and safe beyond her walls.

Now do I know where truest bliss is found— 'Tis only through the heavy gates of grief.

Romeo and the "Gracioso" assist Julia to rise, and support her as they go out of the church, their light being extinguished.