up in your clothes, and down to hide me hereabout. His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt. [_Retires_] ROMEO. Thou chidd’st me oft for loving Rosaline. FRIAR LAWRENCE. Hold then. Go you to church. I must needs wake you. 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. Alack the day, he’s gone, he’s kill’d, he’s dead. JULIET. What villain, madam? LADY CAPULET. Ay, you have learned it without fear or doubt, To live an unstain’d wife to Capulet. JULIET, daughter to Capulet. TYBALT, nephew to Lady Capulet. CAPULET’S COUSIN,