Romeo, you can stay longer. the nightingale often sings at night and the lark sings during the first light of day
Juliet, it was the lark singing I've had fun with you but I've really gotta go
nurse enters
Then, window let day in and let life out. Good bye Romeo, I will miss you
your mother is on her way in here day is broke be weary and look about
farewell one kiss and I will descend. we shall look back on this and laugh
lady Capulet enters
why are you wake? are you still weeping over your dead cousin? enough already build a bridge and get over it. crying will not bring him back
I cant help it, let me weep for such a feeling loss. ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands: would none but I might verge my cousins death.
you wont have to weep anymore we shall poison Romeo. you will get married next Thursday morning , the gallant, young and noble gentleman, the county Paris, at saint peters church, shall happily make thee there a joyful bride
ok ill go to confession at friar Laurence
the ability to live or not to live that life can represent the only means of asserting authority over the self. I will find Romeo and marry him even with Paris