Page 3213 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1

NURSE (Exit.)
He goes down.
Madam.

JULIET

Nurse?

NURSE

Your lady mother is coming to your chamber.
The day is broke, be wary, look about. [40]

JULIET

Then, window, let day in and let life out.

ROMEO

Farewell, farewell, one kiss and I’ll descend.

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. [45]
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. [50]

JULIET

O think’st thou we shall ever meet again?

ROMEO

I doubt it not, and all these woes shall serve
For sweet discourses in our times to come.

JULIET

O God, I have an ill-divining soul!
Methinks I see thee, now thou art so low, [55]