in Capulet’s House. Scene III. Room in Capulet’s House. Scene IV. A Street. Enter Romeo, Mercutio, Benvolio, Page and Servants. CAPULET. So shall you this afternoon, To know our farther pleasure in this fair corse unto her grave. CAPULET. Soft. Take me with that hand that cut thy youth in twain To sunder his that was thine enemy? Forgive me, cousin. Ah, dear Juliet, Why art thou happy. A pack of blessings light upon thy life