Every [good hap] to you that chances here.
Give me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night.
Romeo. But that a joy past joy calls out on me,
It were a grief, [so brief to part] with thee.
Farewell. [Exeunt.
Scene IV.
A Room in Capulet's House
Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, and Paris
Capulet. Things have fallen out, sir, so unluckily