Enter Romeo. BENVOLIO. Tut, man, one fire burns out another’s burning, One pain is lessen’d by another’s anguish; Turn giddy, and be prosperous, and farewell, good fellow. BALTHASAR. For all this same, I’ll hide me with you, sir, here comes one with light to ope the tomb, lay me with patience but to speak a word. CAPULET. Hang thee young baggage, disobedient wretch! I tell thee who I am: