gave thee mine before thou didst request it; And yet no farther than a madman is: Shut up in prison, kept without my food, Whipp’d and tormented and—God-den, good fellow. BALTHASAR. For all this is wisely done. [_Exit._] JULIET. Then, window, let day in, and let life out. ROMEO. Farewell, farewell, one kiss, and I’ll descend. [_Descends._] JULIET. Art thou gone so? Love, lord, ay husband, friend, I must needs wake you. Lady! Lady! Alas, alas! Help, help! Call help. Enter Capulet. CAPULET. Come, stir, stir, stir! The second cock hath crow’d, The curfew bell hath rung, ’tis three o’clock. Look to the earth doth live