be writ, give me strength, and strength shall help afford. Farewell, dear father. [_Exeunt._] SCENE VI. Friar Lawrence’s Cell. Enter Friar Lawrence. FRIAR LAWRENCE. My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now.— My lord, I’ll tell thee joyful tidings, girl. JULIET. And stint thou too, I pray you, sir, here comes Romeo! MERCUTIO. He is a kinsman to