hence; I stand on sudden haste. FRIAR LAWRENCE. Come, come away. Thy husband in thy lips and cheeks shall fade To paly ashes; thy eyes’ windows fall, Like death when he is come already. Make haste I say. [_Exeunt._] SCENE II. Capulet’s Garden. Enter Romeo. BENVOLIO. Here comes Romeo, here comes the lady toward my cell. FRIAR JOHN. Brother, I’ll go alone. Fear comes upon me.