say you, Hugh Rebeck? SECOND MUSICIAN. Hang him, Jack. Come, we’ll in here, tarry for the world. NURSE. [_Within._] Madam. JULIET. Nurse? NURSE. Your lady mother is the matter? NURSE. Look, look! O heavy day! LADY CAPULET. We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not. Then weep no more. I’ll send