This same should be the voice of Friar John.Welcome from Mantua. What says Romeo?Or, if his mind be writ, give me his letter.
Holy Franciscan Friar! Brother, ho!
I could not send it—here it is againNor get a messenger to bring it thee,So fearful were they of infection.
Unhappy fortune! By my brotherhood,The letter was not nice but full of charge,Of dear import, and the neglecting itMay do much danger. Friar John, go hence.Get me an iron crow and bring it straightUnto my cell.
Brother, I’ll go and bring it thee.
Now must I to the monument alone.Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake.She will beshrew me much that RomeoHath had no notice of these accidents.But I will write again to Mantua,And keep her at my cell till Romeo come.Poor living corse, closed in a dead man’s tomb!