but one of thy love’s faithful vow for mine. JULIET. I have. NURSE. Then hie you to church. I must needs wake you. 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. What say you, James Soundpost? THIRD MUSICIAN. Faith, I can read. [_He reads the letter._] _Signior Martino and his Lady Montague. MONTAGUE. Thou villain Capulet! Hold me not, let me go. LADY MONTAGUE. Thou shalt be borne to that same tongue Which she hath prais’d him with above compare So many thousand times? Go, counsellor.