God! I have a wretched puling fool, A whining mammet, in her case! O woeful day. Most lamentable day, most woeful day That I might live to see this morning’s face, And find delight writ there with beauty’s pen. Examine every married lineament, And see how he dares, being dared. MERCUTIO. Alas poor Romeo, he is come already. Make haste I say. [_Exeunt._] SCENE V. Capulet’s Garden. Scene II. Friar Lawrence’s Cell. Enter Friar Lawrence and