JULIET: His face will make the heavens so beautiful that the world will fall in love with the night and forget the garish sun.
Oh, I have bought love's mansion but have yet to occupy it. I have been sold but not yet enjoyed.
Today's gone so slowly. I'm like a child on the night before a festival, waiting to wear her new clothing.
Oh, here comes my nurse, and she brings news! Every voice that mentions Romeo's name is heavenly!
Now, nurse, what's the news? Is that the rope ladder Romeo had you fetch?
NURSE: Yes, yes, this is the ladder.
JULIET: Nurse? What's the news? Why do you look so upset?
NURSE: Oh, wretched day! He's dead. He's dead! We're ruined, lady, ruined! He's gone, he's been killed. He's dead!