Act V, Scene 2

Friar Laurence’s cell.

[Enter FRIAR JOHN]

• Friar John. Holy Franciscan friar! brother, ho! 2900

[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE]

• Friar Laurence. This same should be the voice of Friar John.
  Welcome from Mantua: what says Romeo?
  Or, if his mind be writ, give me his letter.

• Friar John. Going to find a bare-foot brother out 2905
  One of our order, to associate me,
  Here in this city visiting the sick,
  And finding him, the searchers of the town,
  Suspecting that we both were in a house
  Where the infectious pestilence did reign, 2910
  Seal'd up the doors, and would not let us forth;
  So that my speed to Mantua there was stay'd.

• Friar Laurence. Who bare my letter, then, to Romeo?

• Friar John. I could not send it,—here it is again,—
  Nor get a messenger to bring it thee, 2915
  So fearful were they of infection.

• Friar Laurence. Unhappy fortune! by my brotherhood,
  The letter was not nice but full of charge
  Of dear import, and the neglecting it
  May do much danger. Friar John, go hence; 2920
  Get me an iron crow, and bring it straight
  Unto my cell.

• Friar John. Brother, I'll go and bring it thee.

[Exit]

• Friar Laurence. Now must I to the monument alone; 2925
  Within three hours will fair Juliet wake:
  She will beshrew me much that Romeo
  Hath had no notice of these accidents;
  But I will write again to Mantua,
  And keep her at my cell till Romeo come; 2930
  Poor living corse, closed in a dead man's tomb!

[Exit]