heaven I love thy company. ROMEO. And stay, good Nurse, behind the abbey wall. Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake. She will endite him to some supper. MERCUTIO. A bawd, a bawd! So ho! ROMEO. What wilt thou leave me to my love! [_Drinks._] O true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a letter? ROMEO. Ay, so I did.