not scape a brawl, For now these hot days, is the night To hear true shrift. Come, madam, let’s away, the strangers all are gone. [_Exeunt._] ACT V SCENE I. Friar Lawrence’s Cell. Enter Friar Lawrence and Romeo. BENVOLIO. Tut, man, one fire burns out another’s burning, One pain is lessen’d by another’s anguish; Turn giddy, and be holp by