FRIAR LAURENCE:... Your part in her you could not keep from death,But heaven keeps his part in eternal life.The most you sought was her promotion;For ’twas your heaven she should be advanced:And weep ye now, seeing she is advancedAbove the clouds, as high as heaven itself?O, in this love, you love your child so ill,That you run mad, seeing that she is well:She’s not well married that lives married long;But she’s best married that dies married young.