Turn to another, this shall slay them both.
Therefore, out of thy long-experienc'd time,
Give me some present counsel, or, behold,
'Twixt my [extremes] and me this bloody knife
Shall play the umpire, arbitrating that
Which the [commission] of thy years and art
Could to no issue of true honour bring.
[Be not so long to speak]; I long to die,
If what thou speak'st speak not of remedy.
Friar Laurence. Hold, daughter! I do spy a kind of hope,