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80 BOMEO AND JULIET. Juliet. Wash they his Avounds with tears ; mine shall be spent, "When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment. Take np those cords. — Poor ropes, you are beguil'd, l)0th you and I ; for Romeo is exil'd : He made yoii for a highway to my bed ; But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed. Nurse. Hie to your chamber ; I'll find Romeo To comfort you ; I wot well Avhere he is. Hark ye, your Romeo will be here at night : I'll to him ; he is hid at Laurence' cell. Juliet. 0, find him ! give this ring to my true knight. And bid him come to take his last farewell. [_£Jxeu7it. Scene III. Friar Laurence's Cell. Enter Friar Laurence. Friar Laurence. Romeo, come forth ; come forth, thou fea.rful man : Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity. Enter Romeo. Borneo. Father, what news ? what is the prince's doom ? AVhat sorrow craves acquaintance at my hand, That I yet know not ? Friar Laurence. Too familiar