But he which bore my letter, Friar John,
Was stay'd by accident and yesternight
Return'd my letter back. Then all alone,
At the prefixed [hour] of her waking,
Came I to take her from her kindred's vault,
Meaning to keep her closely at my cell
Till I conveniently could send to [Romeo;]
But when I came, [some minute] ere the time
Of her awaking, here [untimely] lay
The noble Paris and true Romeo dead.