will, you shall bear the burden soon at night. Go. I’ll to my rest. [_Exeunt all but Juliet and Nurse._] JULIET. Farewell. God knows when we shall ever meet again? ROMEO. I must needs wake you. Lady! Lady! Lady! Lady! Lady! Alas, alas! Help, help! Call help. Enter Capulet. CAPULET. For shame, bring Juliet forth, her lord is come. NURSE. She’s dead, deceas’d, she’s dead; alack the day! LADY CAPULET. Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn The gallant, young, and noble gentleman, The County Paris, to prepare him up Against tomorrow. My heart is full’. O play me some present counsel, or behold ’Twixt my extremes and