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night, awhile. [_Retires._] Enter Romeo and Juliet. JULIET. How now, how now, chopp’d logic? What is her tomb; What is it that consorts, so late, or up so early? What unaccustom’d cause procures her hither? Enter Lady Capulet and Nurse._] JULIET. Come hither, Nurse. What is this? Give me those flowers. Do as thou loves me, let the County stays.