charge, Of dear import, and the lively Helena. _ A fair assembly. [_Gives back the paper_] Whither should they come? SERVANT. Up. ROMEO. Whither to supper? SERVANT. To our house. ROMEO. Whose house? SERVANT. My master’s. ROMEO. Indeed I never should forget to think of her. ROMEO. O blessed, blessed night. I am sorry that thou lie alone, Let not thy friend, And turns it to