NURSE: I don't know his name.
JULIET: Go ask.
If he's married, I'll go to my grave before I go to another man's wedding bed.
NURSE: His name is Romeo. He's a Montague. He's the only son of your worst enemy.
JULIET: The only one I love born from the only one I hate! I saw him too early, and knew him too late!
...A monstrous love this is, to make me love a hated enemy!
NURSE: What was that?
JULIET: ...Just a rhyme I picked up from someone I danced with tonight.
Someone calls “Juliet!” from offstage.
NURSE: Right away! Come, let's go. The strangers are all gone.