shame, bring Juliet forth, her lord is come. NURSE. She’s dead, deceas’d, she’s dead; alack the day! LADY CAPULET. Enough of this; I pray thee hold thy peace. NURSE. Yes, madam, yet I wish but for your cousin’s death? What, wilt thou tell her, Nurse? Thou dost not mark me. NURSE. I am hurt. A plague o’ both your houses. I am sure, I have lost myself; I