JULIET: Where are my mother and father, nurse?
NURSE: Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corpse. Will you join them? I'll bring you there.
JULIET: They can wash Tybalt's wounds with their tears. I'll cry my tears for Romeo when theirs are dry.
Pick up that rope ladder. Poor ropes—you are useless now, just like me.
He made you to be a highway to my bed. But now I will die both a virgin and a widow. Nurse, I'm off to my wedding bed, and death, not Romeo, can possess me!
NURSE: Go to your chamber. I'll find Romeo to comfort you. I know where he is, and he will be with you tonight.
I'll go to him; he's hiding in Friar Lawrence's cell.
JULIET: Oh, find him! Give this ring to my true knight!
Tell him to come here to take his last farewell.