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[Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and Servant]
CAPULET
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Monta|gue is | bound as | well as | I,
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In || penalty | alike,| and 'tis | not hard | I
think,
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For men | so old | as we,| to keep | the peace.
PARIS
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Of hon|ora|ble reck|oning are | you both,
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And pi|ty 'tis | you lived | at odds | so
long:
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But now | my lord,| what say | you to | my suit?
CAPULET
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But say|ing ore | what I | have said | before,
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My child | is yet | a strang|er in | the world,
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She hath / not seen | the change | of
four|teen^years,
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Let^two | more* sum|mers with|er in | their pride,
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Ere we | may think | her ripe | to be | a bride.
PARIS
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Younger | than she,| are hap|py moth|ers made.
CAPULET
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And too soon marred | are those | so ear|ly
made:
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The earth | hath swal|lowed all | my hopes | but
she,
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She is | the hope|ful la|dy of | my earth:
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But woo | her gent|le Par|is, get | her heart,
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My will | to her | consent,| is but | a part.
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And she | agree,| within | her scope | of choice,
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Lies^my | consent,| and fair | accord|ing voice:
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This night | I hold | an old | accust|omed feast,
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Whereto | I have | invit|ed ma|ny a guest,
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Such^as | I love,| and you | among | the store,
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One^more,| most^wel|come makes | my num|ber more:
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At my poor house,| look to | behold | this
night,
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Earth-treading stars,| that make | dark heaven
light,
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Such com|fort as | do lus|ty young | men* feel,
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When well-|appar|elled Ap|ril on | the heel
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Of limp|ing wint|er treads,| even such | delight
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Among fresh fem|ale* buds | shall you | this night
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Inher|it at | my house:| hear all,| all see:
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And like | her most,| whose mer|it most | shall
be:
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Which one | more view, of ma|ny, mine | being
one,
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May stand | in num|ber, though | in reck|oning
none,
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Come, go / with me:| go* sir|rah trudge | about,
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Through fair | Vero|na, find | those* pers|ons out,
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Whose names | are writ|ten there,| and to | them
say,
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My house | and wel|come on | their pleas|ure
stay.
[Exeunt CAPULET and PARIS]
SERVANT
Find them out whose names are written. Here it is written, that the
shoemaker should meddle with his yard, and the tailor with his last, the
fisher with his pencil, and the painter with his nets. But I am sent to find
those persons whose names are here writ, and can never find what names the
writing person hath here writ (I must to the learned) In good time.
[Enter BENVOLIO and ROMEO]
BENVOLIO
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Tut man, one | fire burns^|out a|nother's |
burning,
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One pain is les|sened by | anoth|er's an||guish:
(hex with prev)
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Turn gid/dy, and be | holp by | backward |
turning:
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One^des|perate grief | cures with a|nother's |
languish:
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Take thou | some new | infec|tion to | thy eye,
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And the / rank pois|on of | the old | will die.
ROMEO
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Your plain|tain-leaf | is ex|cellent | for that.
BENVOLIO
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For what | I pray | thee?
ROMEO
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For | your brok|en shin.
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Why Rom/eo | art thou | mad?|
ROMEO
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Not^mad,| but bound | more than | a mad|man is:
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Shut^up | in pris|on, kept | without | my food,
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Whipped and tor|mented:| and God|den good |
fellow.
SERVANT
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Godgi|godden,| I pray | sir can | you read?
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Aye mine^|own for/tune in | my mis|ery.
SERVANT
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Perhaps | you have | learned it | without | book:
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But I pray | can you | read an/ything | you see?
ROMEO
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Aye, if I | know the | letters | and the |
language.
SERVANT
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Ye say hon|estly,| rest you | merry.
ROMEO
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Stay | fellow,| I can | read.|
[Reads]
Signior Martino, and his wife and daughter: County Anselme and his beauteous
sisters: the lady widow of Vitravio, Signior Placentio, and his lovely
nieces: Mercutio and his brother Valentine: mine uncle Capulet his wife and
daughters: my fair niece Rosaline, Livia, Signior Valentio, and his cousin
Tybalt: Lucio and the lively Helena.
A fair assembly, whither should they
come?
SERVANT
Up.
ROMEO
Whither? To supper?
SERVANT
To our house.
ROMEO
Whose house?
SERVANT
My master's.
ROMEO
Indeed I should have asked you that before.
SERVANT
Now I'll tell you without asking. My master is the great rich Capulet, and
if you be not of the house of Montagues I pray come and crush a cup of wine.
Rest you merry.
[Exit]
BENVOLIO
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At this / same an|cient feast | of Cap|ulet's
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Sups the fair Ros|aline,| whom thou | so loves:
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With all | the admired | beauties | of Ve|rona,
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Go thith|er and | with un|attaint|ed eye,
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Compare | her face | with some | that I | shall
show,
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And I | will make | thee think | thy swan | a
crow.
ROMEO
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When the | devout | reli|gion of | mine^eye
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Maintains | such^false|hood, then | turn tears |
to fire:
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And these | who of|ten drowned | could nev|er
die,
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Transpar|ent her|etics | be burnt | for liars.
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One fair/er than my | love: the^all-see|ing sun
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Nere* saw | her match,| since first the world | begun.
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Tut, you | saw her | fair, none^|else being by,
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Herself | poised with | herself | in eith|er eye:
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But in | that crys|tal scales,| let^there | be
weighed,
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Your la|dy's love | against | some^oth|er maid
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That I | will show | you, shin|ing at | this feast,
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And she show | scant shell, well,| that^now shows best.
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ROMEO
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I'll go | along,| no such sight | to be shown,
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But to | rejoice | in splen|dor of | mine own.
[Exeunt]