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Romeo and Juliet

Act II, Scene 1

[ACT II PROLOGUE]
[Enter Chorus]
 
CHORUS
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      Now old | desire | doth 6in | his death|bed lie,
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      And young | affec|tion gapes | to be | his heir;
             ,          ,             ,           ,           ,
      That fair | for which | love groaned | for and | would die,
            ,       ,   2     ,          ,          ,
      With ten|der Jul|iet matched,| is now | not fair.
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5     Now Ro|meo is | beloved | and loves | again,
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      Alike | bewitch|ed by | the charm | of looks,
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      But to | his foe | supposed | he must | complain,
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      And she | steal^love's | sweet* bait | from fear|ful hooks:
        2     ,       ,        ,          ,        ,
      Being held | a foe,| he may | not have | access
            ,             ,        ,       ,         ,
10    To breathe | such vows | as lo|vers use | to swear;
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      And she | as much | in love,| her means | much less
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      To meet | her new-|belo|ved a|nywhere:
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      But pas|sion lends | them power,| time, means to meet
       ,    2        ,      ,              ,     ,
      Tempering | extre|mities | with ex/treme sweet.
 
[Exit]
 
[ACT II SCENE I. A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard.]
 
[Enter ROMEO]
 
ROMEO
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15    Can I | go for|ward when | my heart | is here?
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      Turn^back | dull^earth,| and find | thy cen|ter out.
 
[He climbs the wall, and leaps down within it.  Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIO]
 
BENVOLIO
       , 2         ,      ,  2
      Romeo,| my cou|sin Ro|meo.
 
MERCUTIO
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                                 He | is wise;
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      And on | my life | hath sto|len him home | to bed.
 
BENVOLIO
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20    He ran | this way | and leapt | this or|chard wall:
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      Call good | Mercu|tio.
 
MERCUTIO
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                            Nay,| I'll con|jure too.
       , 2     ,         ,        ,         ,
      Romeo,| humours,| madman,| passion,| lover,
          ,      ,             ,        ,       ,
      Appear | thou in | the like|ness of | a sigh:
        ,          ,    ,                 ,      ,
25    Speak but | one rhyme,/ and I | am sat|isfied;
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      Cry me | but aye | me provant,| but love | and day,
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      Speak to my | gossip | Venus | one fair word,
       T    T   T       2     ,     T   T   .    T
      One nickname | for her pur|blind son and heir,
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      Young^A|dam Cu|pid he | that shot | so trim,
             ,     ,     ,      ,          ,        __
30    When King | Cophe|tua | loved the | beggar | maid,
           ,       ,         ,        ,        ,       ,
      He hear|eth not,| he stir|reth not,| he mo|veth not; (hex with prev?)
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      The ape | is dead,| and I | must con|jure him.
         ,         ,        ,     ,               ,
      I con|jure thee | by Ro|saline's | bright^eyes,
                 ,    ,    ,              ,       ,
      By her / high fore|head and | her scar|let lip,
                 ,    ,              ,         ,    2      ,
35    By her / fine foot,| straight^leg | and qui|vering thigh
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      And the de|mesnes | that there | adja|cent lie,
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      That in | thy like|ness thou | appear | to us.
 
BENVOLIO
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      And if | he hear | thee thou | wilt an|ger him.
 
MERCUTIO
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      This can|not an|ger him,| 'twould an|ger him
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40    To raise | a spirit | in his | mistress'| circle
       .   T     T     T        ,              ,     ,
      Of some strange na|ture, let|ting it / there stand
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      Till she | had laid | it and | conjured | it down;
        T    T    T      ,          ,    ,
      That were some | spite: my | invo|cation
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      Is fair | and hon|est, and | in his mis|tress' name
         ,        ,     ,         ,         ,
45    I con|jure on|ly but | to raise | up him.
 
BENVOLIO
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      Come, he | hath hid | himself | among | these trees,
          ,       ,        ,         ,    2     ,
      To be | consor|ted with | the hum|orous night:
        ,              ,          ,        ,          ,
      Blind is | his love | and best | befits | the dark.
 
MERCUTIO
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      If love | be blind,| love can|not hit | the mark.
       ,             ,     ,         ,        ,
50    Now will | he sit | under | a med|lar tree,
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      And wish | his mis|tress were | that kind | of fruit
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      As maids | call med|lars, when | they laugh | alone.
         ,  2     ,          ,        ,          ,
      O Ro|meo, that | she were,| O that | she were
         ,       ,         ,       ,    2    ,
      An o|pen arse,| or thou | a pop|erin pear,
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55    Romeo | good night:| I'll to | my truck|le-bed;
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      This field-| bed is / too cold | for me | to sleep:
        ,              ,
      Come shall | we go?
 
BENVOLIO
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                          Go then;| for 'tis | in vain
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      To seek | him here | that means | not to | be found.
 
[Exeunt]

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