What can you infer about Friar Laurence from the line in bold? JULIET
Tell me not, friar, that thou hear'st of this,
Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it:
If, in thy wisdom, thou canst give no help,
Do thou but call my resolution wise,
And with this knife I'll help it presently.
God join'd my heart and Romeo's, thou our hands;
And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo seal'd,
Shall be the label to another deed,
Or my true heart with treacherous revolt
Turn to another, this shall slay them both:
Therefore, out of thy long-experienced time,
Give me some present counsel, or, behold,
'Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife
Shall play the umpire, arbitrating that
Which the commission of thy years and art
Could to no issue of true honour bring.
Be not so long to speak; I long to die,
If what thou speak'st speak not of remedy.

Bold : "Which the commission of thy years and art
Could to no issue of true honour bring."

Friar Laurence has been the holy man in that town for many years.
Friar Laurence is very young and inexperienced as a holy man in Verona.
Friar Laurence is not someone Juliet believes she can trust with secrets.
Friar Laurence is someone who is known to regularly make stvpid mistakes.

Write your own version on it. you can take away the fairy tale ending and replace it with a more realistic one. kinda confused on this one can you all me with this ik it only 20 points but its all i got. the three little kittens three little kittens they lost their mittens, and they began to cry, oh, mother dear, we sadly fear our mittens we have lost. what! lost your mittens, you naughty kittens! then you shall have no pie. mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow. no, you shall have no pie. the three little kittens they found their mittens, and they began to cry, oh, mother dear, see here, see here, our mittens we have found! put on your mittens, you silly kittens, and you shall have some pie. purr-r, purr-r, purr-r, oh, let us have some pie. the three little kittens put on their mittens, and soon ate up the pie; oh, mother dear, we much fear our mittens we have soiled. what! soiled your mittens, you naughty kittens! then they began to sigh, mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow. then they began to sigh. the three little kittens they washed their mittens, and hung them out to dry; oh! mother dear, do you not hear, the mittens we have washed! what! washed your mittens, then you’re good kittens, but i smell a rat close by. mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow. we smell a rat close by.