Capo: Let me alone for that, goe get you in,
Now before God my heart is passing light,
To see her thus conformed to our will. Exeunt.
[Sc. XVIII.]
Enter Nurse, Iuliet.
Nur: Come, come, what need you anie thing else?
Iul: Nothing good Nurse, but leaue me to my selfe:
For I doo meane to lye alone to night.
Nur: Well theres a cleane smocke vnder your pillow,
and so good night. Exit.
Enter Mother.
Moth: What are you busie, doo you need my helpe?
Iul: No Madame, I desire to lye alone,
For I haue manie things to thinke vpon.
Moth: Well then good night, be stirring Iuliet,
The Countie will be earlie here to morrow. Exit. 10