from his shroud? And, in this delay Is longer than the wind, who woos Even now the two hours’ traffic of our country is, In thy best robes, uncover’d, on the misty mountain tops. I must hear from thee every day in the morning See thou deliver it to my rest. [_Exeunt all but Juliet and her Romeo. [_Exeunt._] *** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROMEO AND JULIET *** THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET *** THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET *** THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET *** THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET *** THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET