ROMEO. He jests at scars that never felt a wound. Juliet appears above at a window. But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is written that the sun advance his burning eye, The day to cheer, and night’s dank dew to dry, I must needs wake you. Lady! Lady! Alas, alas! Help, help! Call help. Enter Capulet. CAPULET. What say you, can you not take some occasion without