NURSE. [_Within_]--Madam!
JULIET. I come anon! But, if thou mean'st not well,
I do beseech thee--
NURSE. [_Within_]--Madam!
JULIET. By and by, I come!--
To cease thy suit and leave me to my grief.
To-morrow will I send.
ROMEO. So thrive my soul--
JULIET. A thousand times good-night! [_Exit_.]
ROMEO. A thousand times the worse to want thy light.
_Re-enter Juliet_
JULIET. Hist! Romeo, hist! Oh, for a falconer's voice,
To lure this tassel-gentle back again!
Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud;
Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies,
And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,
With repetition of my Romeo's name.
ROMEO. It is my love that calls upon my name!
How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,
Like softest music to attending ears!
JULIET. Romeo!
ROMEO. My dear!
JULIET. At what o'clock to-morrow
Shall I send to thee?
ROMEO. At the hour of nine.
JULIET. I will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then.
I have forgot why I did call thee back.
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