Parting
Thomas Pasatieri
JULIET
[Sweet, so would I:
Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing.]
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Exit above
ROMEO
Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!
Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest!
[Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell,
His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell.]