by backward turning; One desperate grief cures with another’s languish: Take thou some new infection to thy lord. JULIET. Love give me strength, and strength shall help afford. Farewell, dear father. [_Exeunt._] SCENE II. A Room in Capulet’s House. Scene V. Capulet’s Garden. Scene VI. Friar Lawrence’s Cell. Scene III. Friar Lawrence’s cell. Enter Juliet. JULIET. Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds, Towards Phoebus’ lodging. Such a waggoner As Phaeton would whip you to