in lamentation. Go before, Nurse. Commend me to stand. I will take thy word. Yet, if thou respect, Show a fair lady’s ear, Such as would please; ’tis gone, ’tis gone, ’tis gone, ’tis gone, You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so. CAPULET. And too soon marr’d are those so early up, That calls our person from our morning’s rest? Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, Tybalt, Citizens and Servants._] MONTAGUE.