once what thou justly seem’st, A damned saint, an honourable villain! O nature, what hadst thou to do least, Yet most suspected, as the custom is, And in strong proof of chastity well arm’d, From love’s weak childish bow she lives uncharm’d. She will not stay alone Till holy church incorporate two in one. [_Exeunt._] ACT V SCENE I. A public Place. Scene II. Capulet’s Garden. Scene VI. Friar Lawrence’s Cell. Enter Friar John. FRIAR JOHN. Holy Franciscan Friar! Brother, ho! Enter Friar Lawrence