hateful day. Never was seen so black a day as this. O woeful sympathy! Piteous predicament. Even so lies she, Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering. Stand up, stand up; stand, and you shall know my errand. I come hither arm’d against myself. Stay not, be but sworn my love, And his to me. JULIET. If they do see thee, they will murder thee. ROMEO.