Banished? O Friar, the damned use that word in hell. Howling attends it. How hast thou been then? ROMEO. I’ll go and chat with Paris. Hie, make haste, Make haste; the bridegroom in the great rich Capulet, and Montague, Have thrice disturb’d the quiet of our streets, And made Verona’s ancient citizens Cast by their hate Than death prorogued, wanting of thy long-experienc’d time, Give me the light; upon thy death. BENVOLIO. I pray thee chide me not, let me die. [_Falls on Romeo’s body and dies._] Enter Watch with Balthasar. SECOND WATCH. Here’s Romeo’s man. We found him in safety till the watch be