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FRIAR LAWRENCE Go hence. Good night. And here stands all your state:
Either be gone before the watch be set,
Or by the break of day disguised from hence.
170Sojourn in Mantua. I’ll find out your man,
And he shall signify from time to time
Every good hap to you that chances here.
Give me thy hand. 'Tis late. Farewell, good night.
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FRIAR LAWRENCE Now get out of here. Good night. Everything depends on this:
either be out of here before the night watchmen take their
positions, or leave in disguise after daybreak. Take a little
vacation in Mantua. I’ll find your servant, and
he’ll update you now and then on your case as it stands
here. Give me your hand. It’s late. Farewell. Good
night.
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ROMEO But that a joy past joy calls out on me,
175It were a grief so brief to part with thee.
Farewell.
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ROMEO I’m off to experience the greatest joy of all, but still
it’s sad to leave you in such a rush. Farewell.
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They exit.
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