JULIET And trust me, love, in my eye so do you: Nurse? Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu! Your lady mother is coming to your chamber: Exit The day is broke; be wary, look about. JULIET O fortune, fortune! all men call thee Exit fickle: JULIET If thou art fickle, what dost thou with Then, window, let day in, and let life him. out. That is renown'd for faith? Be fickle, fortune; Farewell, farewell! one kiss, and I'll For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep him descend. long, But send him back. LADY CAPULET He down [Within] Ho, daughter! are you up? JULIET JULIET Who is't that is it my lady mother? Art thou gone so? love, lord, ay, husband, friend! Is she not down so late, or up so early? I must hear from thee every day in the What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither? hour, For in a minute there are many days: O, by this count I shall be much in years Enter LADY CAPULET Ere I again behold my Romeo! ROMEO LADY CAPULET Farewell! Why, how now, Juliet! I will omit no opportunity JULIET That may convey my greetings, love, to Madam, I am not well. thee. LADY CAPULET JULIET Evermore weeping for your cousin's O think'st thou we shall ever meet again? ROMEO What, wilt thou wash him from his grave I it not; and all these woes shall with tears? serve An if thou couldst, thou couldst not For sweet discourses in our time to make him live; come. Therefore, have done: some grief shows JULIET much of love; O God, I have an ill-divining soul! But much of grief shows still some want Methinks I see thee, now thou art below, of wit. As one dead in the bottom of a tomb: JULIET Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss. pale. LADY CAPULET ROMEO
JULIET Nurse? Your lady mother is coming to your chamber: The day is broke; be wary, look about. Exit JULIET Then, window, let day in, and let life out. Farewell, farewell! one kiss, and I'll descend. He down JULIET Art thou gone so? love, lord, ay, husband, friend! I must hear from thee every day in the hour, For in a minute there are many days: O, by this count I shall be much in years Ere I again behold my Romeo! ROMEO Farewell! I will omit no opportunity That may convey my greetings, love, to thee. JULIET O think'st thou we shall ever meet again? ROMEO I it not; and all these woes shall serve For sweet discourses in our time to come. JULIET O God, I have an ill-divining soul! Methinks I see thee, now thou art below, As one dead in the bottom of a tomb: Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale. ROMEO And trust me, love, in my eye so do you: Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu! Exit JULIET O fortune, fortune! all men call thee fickle: If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him. That is renown'd for faith? Be fickle, fortune; For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep him long, But send him back. LADY CAPULET [Within] Ho, daughter! are you up? JULIET Who is't that is it my lady mother? Is she not down so late, or up so early? What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither? Enter LADY CAPULET LADY CAPULET Why, how now, Juliet! JULIET Madam, I am not well. LADY CAPULET Evermore weeping for your cousin's What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live; Therefore, have done: some grief shows much of love; But much of grief shows still some want of wit. JULIET Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss. LADY CAPULET
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