Which of the following lines by juliet foreshadows the end of the play? juliet i have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins, that almost freezes up the heat of life: i'll call them back again to comfort me: nurse! what should she do here? my dismal scene i needs must act alone. come, vial. what if this mixture do not work at all? shall i be married then to-morrow morning? no, no: this shall forbid it: lie thou there. what if it be a poison, which the friar subtly hath minister'd to have me dead, lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd, because he married me before to romeo? i fear it is: and yet, methinks, it should not, for he hath still been tried a holy man. how if, when i am laid into the tomb, i wake before the time that romeo come to redeem me? there's a fearful point! shall i not, then, be stifled in the vault, to whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in, and there die strangled ere my romeo comes? or, if i live, is it not very like, the horrible conceit of death and night, together with the terror of the place,— as in a vault, an ancient receptacle, where, for these many hundred years, the bones of all my buried ancestors are packed: where bloody tybalt, yet but green in earth, lies festering in his shroud; where, as they say, at some hours in the night spirits resort; — alack, alack, is it not like that i, so early waking, what with loathsome smells, and shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth, that living mortals, hearing them, run mad: — o, if i wake, shall i not be distraught, environed with all these hideous fears? and madly play with my forefather's joints? and pluck the mangled tybalt from his shroud? and, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone, as with a club, dash out my desperate brains? o, look! methinks i see my cousin's ghost seeking out romeo, that did spit his body upon a rapier's point: stay, tybalt, stay! romeo, i come! this do i drink to thee. a. and shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth, b. for he hath still been tried a holy man. c. and there die strangled ere my romeo comes? d. environed with all these hideous fears?

The line by Juliet in Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare that foreshadow the end of the play is "And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? (C).

If you don't know what happens at the end, let me just give you a quick summary. Juliet pretends to be dead and sends a letter to Romeo so that he knows the truth. The problem is that Romeo never receives the letter and kills himself because he can't take the saddness. Moments later, Juliet wakes up and finds Romeo dead and kills herself out of grief. This line foreshadows waht will happen because Romeo comes to Juliet's tomb and kills himself, in other words he dies.

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the recruiter called me, it was a middle age man, demanding looking one. as soon as he saw me entering the room he looked at me and said: “i am sorry, you are not the type of person we are looking for. it is for the reception and we need someone with different physical appearance”  

i felt like if a train had run over me. i felt miserable. he didn´t even asked me a question nor check on my skills! a pretty face and a perfect body was just as perfect for the position.

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