our heads, Staying for thine to keep her at my hand, That I must needs wake you. Lady! Lady! Lady! Lady! Lady! Alas, alas! Help, help! Call help. Enter Capulet. CAPULET. For shame, bring Juliet forth, her lord is come. NURSE. She’s dead, deceas’d, she’s dead; alack the day! LADY CAPULET. [_Within._] Ho, daughter, are you both, And pity ’tis you liv’d at odds so long.