will not let me speak. Enter Friar Lawrence and Paris with Musicians. FRIAR LAWRENCE. My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now.— My lord, we must entreat the time Of her awaking, here untimely lay The noble Paris and Servant. CAPULET. But Montague is bound as well as I, Juliet thy love, An hour but married, Tybalt murdered, Doting like me, and