Friar Lawrence Monologue

What a day to be walking in my garden full of life and what a mess of trouble and sadness that I have caused with my actions! It is very terrible that I, Friar Lawrence, am the one responsible for all this sadness. First, the marriage is over. What seemed like a good act of love and peace. I thought that if I married Romeo and Juliet, I might end the rivalry and war between their families. "These violent delights have violent ends," Although I warned them, I went ahead anyway. Too blind to see the tragedy coming up ahead. In my rush to do something good, I set up my downfall. But how could I have known the terrible consequences of marrying them? Their love, as pure as the morning dew, now withered like a rose picked too late. What a foolish …show more content…
Second, the potions are a lot. My desperate attempt to save Juliet from her sad fate. What a bitter mix of hope and fear I created! Like a gardener taking care of his plants, I made the potion that would make her seem dead. I thought I could control nature itself, bending life and death to my will. "Take thou this vial, being then in bed, and this distilled liquor drink thou off," I told her, my voice full of urgency and reassurance. But nature is not so easily controlled, and my remedy became a curse. The delicate bloom of her life, saved for only a moment, soon turned into disaster. I should have known that playing with the natural order of things would only lead to despair. My knowledge of herbs and potions gave me a false sense of power, leading me to believe that I could outwit fate itself. But fate is a force far greater than any man, and it cannot be manipulated without severe consequences. Lastly, my cowardice is. Oh, how it hurts my integrity! In that dark tomb, surrounded by the silence of death, I …show more content…
Instead, I succumbed to fear, fleeing the tomb and leaving Juliet to face the horror of waking beside her dead love alone. Yet, in this dark moment, I find a small bit of acceptance. "A greater power than we can contradict hath thwarted our intents," I must remind myself. This tragedy, this heartbreaking story, is not just because of me. It is the will of fate, the plan of a higher power. The stars and fate worked against Romeo and Juliet, and I could not change their path, chosen for them by destiny. Even with all my knowledge and good intentions, I am but a human, subject to the notion of destiny. The forces that shaped this tragedy are beyond my control, and I have to accept my role as a small part of a larger plan. As I walk through my garden, each plant and herb showing the delicate balance of life, I see now that my role is just part of a bigger plan. The good and bad of my garden are like reflections of the world's own balance. I am both a healer and a harmer, and my choices are tied to the threads of fate. My garden, with its fragrant blossoms and poisonous plants, mirrors the double nature of my actions, capable of bringing both life and death to those around

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