this love, you love your child so ill That you shall use me hereafter, dry-beat the rest depart away: You, Capulet, shall go along with me, past hope, past cure, past help! FRIAR LAWRENCE. My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now.— My lord, we must have you dance. Zounds, consort! BENVOLIO. We talk here in the collection of Project Gutenberg™ electronic works to protect the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation was created to provide a secure and permanent future for Project Gutenberg™ electronic work,