“Careful!” warned Friar Lorenzo, trying to close the lid. “You know not what infection those lips carry!”

“That is the lightest coffin I have ever carried," observed one of Romeo's companions. "Your [bell]ringer must have been a very slender man, Friar Lorenzo. Make sure to choose a fat one next time that he may stand more firmly in that windy bell tower.”

“In fact, I shall drink several, and perchance the wine will send me straight to Paradise that I may meet her in person and …” Friar Lorenzo sprung forward and hissed, for no apparent reason, “Before it throws you from grace, Messer Romeo, bridle your tongue!” The young man grinned, “… pay my respects.”

“I know it's beyond what you can bear, child. You must not try to carry this alone.”

“Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.”

“He had learned something already in the course of his journey. If you carried a closed wooden box, people want to know what is in it.”