it not. LADY CAPULET. What, are you both, And pity ’tis you liv’d at odds so long. But now I’ll tell thee as we to keep him company. Either thou or I, or both, must go with me To Juliet’s grave, for there must I use thee. [_Exeunt._] SCENE II. A Street. Enter Benvolio and Mercutio. BENVOLIO. Romeo! My cousin Romeo! Romeo! MERCUTIO. Without his roe,