Read the excerpt from Act III, scene iii of Romeo and Juliet. Friar Laurence: The law that threaten’d death becomes thy friend, And turns it to exile; there art thou happy: A pack of blessings light upon thy back; Happiness courts thee in her best array;150But, like a misbehav’d and sullen wench, Thou pout’st upon thy fortune and thy love. Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. Go, get thee to thy love, as was decreed, Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her;155But look thou stay not till the watch be set, For then thou canst not pass to Mantua; Where thou shalt live, till we can find a time To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends, Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee back160With twenty hundred thousand times more joy Than thou went’st forth in lamentation.