in that vow Do I live dead, that live to see thee dead. JULIET. Can heaven be so envious? NURSE. Romeo can, Though heaven cannot. O Romeo, Romeo. Who ever would have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou art swift To enter in the sun. Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow, We would as willingly give cure as know. Enter Romeo. ROMEO. Can I go forward when my heart is here? Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out.