ROMEO: Upon your life, I command you: whatever you hear or see, stay away and do not interrupt me. I descend into this bed of death partly to behold my lady's face, but chiefly to take from her dead finger a precious ring, which I dearly need.
So go, and be gone. But if you turn curious and return to pry further, by heaven, I will tear you joint from joint and strew this churchyard with your limbs. Tonight I am more wild and more relentless than hungry tigers or the raging sea.
BALTHASAR: I'll go, sir, and will not trouble you.
ROMEO: That's the way to show me friendship. Take this. Live, and be prosperous. Farewell, good fellow.
BALTHASAR: And yet, for all this, I'll hide myself nearby. I fear the look on his face, and suspect his intentions.