How Does Shakespeare Show Juliet's Increasing Sense of Isolation in Act 3 Scene 5?

'Romeo and Juliet' is a tragic play about love and it's effects. The main characters are Romeo and Juliet, a pair of teenagers, that fall in love, but they are from Rival families; the Monatgues and Capulets. They seek help from various adults such as Friar Lawrence and the Nurse, who all let her down in some way. In Act 3 Scene 5, Shakespeare shows Juliet's increasing sense of isolation in various different ways.
      Romeo meets with Juliet for the last time before he has to leave Verona. The first words in the scene are, “Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day: It was the nightingale, and not the lark..” This shows that the morning has arrived, but they do not realise and Romeo must leave soon, if not it will be dangerous for Romeo and may lead to him being killed. They speak about him leaving from Verona, and Romeo shows how much he loves Juliet by saying that he will stay and die for her if that is the way she wants it, “Let me be ta'en. Let me be put to death. I am content, so thou wilt have it so.” Romeo still wants to talk to Juliet as he says it is not yet day, Juliet knows it is and tells him to leave, “It is, it is. Hie hence! Be gone, away! ... O, now be gone. More light and light it grows.” Juliet wants Romeo to be safe, so she is telling Romeo to leave, otherwise it will be dangerous for him. Baz Lurhmann, in his edition of Romeo and Juliet, helps show their passion for one another by having them wrapped up in the bed sheets. This almost metaphorically represents a cacoon and a butterfly, a butterfly comes out of the cacoon and is beautiful, this represents their love for one another. The language that they use is very passionate, and they speak very softly to one another, this makes the audience feel for them because they know that they are so in love and this may be the last time that they see each other. Shakespeare's use of words and images make us picture a universal story. They talk about light and dark, “Look, love, what envious streaks do...