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Capulet's orchard.
ROMEO
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He jests | at scars | that nev|er felt | a wound,
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But soft,| what light | through yond|er wind|ow
breaks?
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It is | the east,| and Jul|iet is | the sun.
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Arise | fair sun and kill | the en|vious moon,
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Who is | alrea|dy sick | and pale | with grief,
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That thou | her maid | art far | more fair | than
she:
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Be not | her maid | since she | is en|vious,
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Her vest|al liv|ery is | but sick | and green,
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And none | but fools | do wear | it, cast | it
off:
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It is my lady, O it is my love, O that she
knew she were, ????
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She speaks,| yet she / says noth|ing, what | of
that?
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Her eye | discours|es, I | will ans|wer it:
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I am / too bold | 'tis not | to me | she speaks:
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Two of | the fair|est stars | in all | the
heaven,
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Having | some bus|iness do | entreat | her eyes,
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To twink|le in | their spheres | till they |
return.
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What if | her eyes | were there,| they in | her
head,
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The bright|ness of | her cheek | would shame |
those stars,
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As day|light doth a lamp,| her eye | in heaven,
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Would through | the air|y reg|ion stream | so bright,
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That birds | would sing,| and think | it were |
not^night:
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See how | she leans | her cheek | upon | her
hand.
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O that | I were | a glove | upon | that hand,
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That I | might touch | that cheek.
JULIET
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Aye* me.
ROMEO
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She speaks.
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Oh speak | again bright ang|el, for | thou art
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As glor|ious to | this night | being ore | my
head,
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As is | a wing|ed mes|senger | of heaven
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Unto the | white upturned | wonder|ing eyes
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Of mort|als that | fall back to gaze | on him,
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When he | bestrides | the la|zy puf|fing clouds,
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And sails | upon | the bos|om of | the air.
JULIET
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O Rom|eo, Rom|eo, where|fore art | thou Ro||meo?
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Deny | thy fath|er and refuse | thy name;
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Or if | thou wilt / not, be | but sworn | my
love,
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And I'll | no long|er be | a Cap|ulet.
ROMEO
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Shall I | hear more, or shall | I speak | at
this?
JULIET
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'Tis but | thy name | that is | my en|emy:
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Thou art | thyself,| though not | a Mont|ague,
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What's^Mont|ague?| It is | nor hand | nor foot,
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Nor arm,| nor face,| nor an|y oth|er part
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Belong|ing to | a man.| O be | some^oth|er name.
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What? In | a name | that which | we call | a
rose,
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By an|y oth|er word | would smell | as sweet,
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So Rom|eo would,| were he | not Rom|eo called,
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Retain | that dear | perfec|tion which | he owes,
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Without | that tit|le Rom|eo, doff | thy name,
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And for | that name | which is | no part | of
thee,
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Take^all | myself.
ROMEO
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I take | thee at | thy word:
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Call me but | love, and | I'll be | new
baptized,
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Henceforth | I nev|er will | be Rom|eo.
JULIET
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What man | art thou,| that thus | bescreened | in
night
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So* stum|blest on | my couns|el?
ROMEO
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By | a name,
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I know | not how to tell | thee who | I am:
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My name | dear* saint,| is hate|ful to | myself,
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Because | it is | an en|emy | to thee,
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Had I | it writ|ten, I | would tear | the word.
JULIET
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My ears | have not | yet^drunk | a hund|red words
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Of that / tongue's ut|tering, yet | I know |
the sound.
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Art thou | not Rom|eo, and | a Mont|ague?
ROMEO
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Neither | fair maid, if eith|er thee | dislike.
JULIET
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How camst | thou hith|er,
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Tell | me, and /
wherefore?
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The orch|ard walls | are high,| and hard | to
climb,
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And the / place death,| consid|ering who | thou art,
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If an|y of | my kins|men find | thee here.
ROMEO
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With love's | light wings /
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Did I | ore* perch |
these^walls,
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For sto|ny lim|its can|not hold | love^out,
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And what | love can | do, that | dares love
attempt:
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Therefore | thy kins|men are | no stop | to me.
JULIET
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If they | do see | thee, they | will murd|er thee.
ROMEO
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Alack | there lies | more per/il in | thine^eye,
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Than twen|ty of | their swords,| look^thou | but
sweet,
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And I | am proof | against | their en|mity.
JULIET
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I would | not for | the world | they saw | thee here.
ROMEO
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I have night's cloak | to hide | me from | their
eyes
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And but | thou love | me, let | them find | me
here,
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My life | were bet|ter end|ed by | their hate,
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Than death | prorogu|ed want|ing of | thy love.
JULIET
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By whose | direc|tion foundst | thou out | this place?
ROMEO
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By love | that first | did prompt | me to |
inquire,
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He lent | me couns|el, and / I lent | him eyes,
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I am | no pil|ot, yet | wert thou | as far
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As that / vast shore | washed with | the
farth|est sea,
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I would | adven|ture for / such merch|andise.
JULIET
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Thou knowst | the mask | of night | is on | my
face,
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Else would | a maid|en blush | bepaint | my cheek,
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For that | which thou | hast heard | me speak |
tonight,
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Fain would | I dwell | on form,| fain, fain, deny
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What I | have spoke,| but fare|well comp|liment,
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Dost thou | love me?| I know | thou wilt | say
aye,
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And I | will take | thy word,| yet if | thou
swearst,
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Thou mayst | prove false: at lov|ers' perj|uries
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They say / Jove laughs,| O gent|le Rom|eo,
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If thou | dost love,| pronounce | it faith|fully:
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Or if | thou thinkst | I am | too quick|ly won,
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I'll frown | and be | perverse,| and say | thee
nay,
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So thou | wilt woo:| but else | not for | the
world.
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In truth | fair* Mont|ague | I am | too fond:
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And there|fore thou | mayst^think | my
behav|ior light,
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But trust | me gent|leman,| I'll prove | more*
true,
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Than those | that have | more cun|ning to | be
strange,
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I should | have been / more strange,| I must |
confess,
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But that | thou ov|erheardst | ere I | was ware
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My true | love's pas/sion, there|fore pard/on me,
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And not | impute | this yield|ing to / light
love,
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Which the / dark night | hath so | discov|ered.
ROMEO
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Lady,| by yond|er bles|sed moon | I vow,
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That tips | with silver | all these | fruit-tree
tops.
JULIET
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O swear | not by | the moon,| the inconst|ant moon,
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That month|ly chang|es in | her circ|led orb,
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Lest that | thy love | prove likewise | variable.
ROMEO
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What shall | I swear | by?
JULIET
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Do | not swear | at all:
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Or if | thou wilt | swear by | thy gra|cious self,
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Which is | the god | of my | idol|atry,
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And I'll | believe | thee.
ROMEO
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If my | heart's dear love.
JULIET
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Well do | not swear,| although | I joy | in thee:
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I have | no joy | of this / contract |
tonight,
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It is too | rash, too | unad|vised, too | sudden,
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Too like the light|ning which | doth cease | to
be
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Ere one | can say,| it light|ens, Sweet | good
night:
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This bud | of love | by sum|mer's rip|ening
breath,
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May prove | a beaut|eous flower | when next |
we meet:
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Good night,| good night,| as sweet | repose | and
rest,
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Come to | thy heart,| as that | within | my
breast.
ROMEO
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O wilt | thou leave | me so | unsat|isfied?
JULIET
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What sat|isfac|tion canst | thou have | tonight?
ROMEO
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The exchange | of thy love's faith|ful vow | for mine.
JULIET
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I gave | thee mine | before | thou didst |
request it:
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And yet | I would | it were | to give | again.
ROMEO
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Wouldst thou | withdraw | it,
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For | what pur|pose
love?
JULIET
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But to | be frank | and give | it thee | again,
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And yet | I wish | but for | the thing | I
have,
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My boun|ty is | as bound|less as | the sea,
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My love | as deep,| the more | I give | to thee
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The more | I have,| for both | are in|finite:
[Nurse calls within]
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I hear | some noise | within | dear love adieu:
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Anon | good^nurse, | sweet* Mont|ague | be true:
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Stay but | a lit|tle, I | will come | again.
ROMEO
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O bles|sed bles|sed night,| I am | afeard
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Being | in night,| all this is but | a dream,
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Too flat|tering sweet | to be | substan|tial.
JULIET
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Three words dear | Romeo,
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And good night | indeed.
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If that | thy bent | of love | be hon|orable,
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Thy pur|pose mar|riage, send | me word |
tomorrow,
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By one | that I'll | procure | to come | to thee,
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Where and | what^time | thou wilt | perform | the
rite,
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And all | my for|tunes at | thy foot | I'll lay,
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And fol|low thee | my lord | throughout | the
world.
NURSE
Madam. \\
JULIET
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I come,| anon:| But if | thou meanst | not*
well,
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I do | beseech | thee
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Mad||am.
JULIET
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(By | and by | I come) (tri with prev)
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To cease | thy suit,| and leave | me to | my grief,
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Tomor|row will | I send.
ROMEO
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So thrive | my soul.
JULIET
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A thous|and times | good night. \\
[Exit, above]
ROMEO
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A thous|and times | the worse | to want | thy light.
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Love goes toward | love as | schoolboys^|from
their | books
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But love | from love, toward | school with |
heavy | looks. (hex with prev)
[Retiring. Enter JULIET, above]
JULIET
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Hist^Rom|eo hist:| O for | a fal|coner's voice,
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To lure | this tas|sel gent|le back | again,
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Bondage | is hoarse,| and may | not speak |
aloud,
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Else would | I tear | the cave | where E|cho
lies,
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And make | her ai|ry tongue | more hoarse, then
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With rep|eti|tion of | my Rom|eo.
ROMEO
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It is | my soul | that calls | upon | my name,
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How silver | sweet, sound lov|ers' tongues | by night,
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Like^sof|test mus|ic to | attend|ing ears.
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JULIET
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Romeo.
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My Niece.
JULIET
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What o'|clock to|morrow
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Shall I | send to | thee?
ROMEO
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By | the hour | of nine.
JULIET
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I will / not fail,| 'tis twen|ty years | till
then,
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I have | forgot | why I | did call | thee back.
ROMEO
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Let me / stand here | till thou | remem|ber it.
JULIET
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I shall | forget,| to have | thee still | stand
there,
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Remem|bering how | I love | thy comp|any.
ROMEO
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And I'll still stay,| to have | thee still |
forget,
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Forget|ting an|y oth|er home | but this.
JULIET
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'Tis al|most morn|ing, I | would have | thee
gone,
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And yet | no furth|er than | a want|on's bird,
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Who lets | it hop | a lit|tle from | her hand,
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Like a poor pris|oner in | his twist|ed gyves,
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And with a | silk thread plucks | it back |
again,
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So lov|ing-jeal|ous of | his lib|erty.
ROMEO
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I would | I were | thy bird.
JULIET
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Sweet so | would
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Yet I | should kill | thee with / much
cher|ishing:
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Good^night,| good^night.
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Parting is | such sweet
sor|row,
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That I | shall say | good night,| till^it | be
mor|row. (hex with prev)
ROMEO
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Sleep dwell upon | thine^eyes,| peace in | thy
breast.
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Would I | were sleep | and peace | so sweet | to rest,
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Hence^will | I to | my ghost|ly fath|er's cell,
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His help | to crave,| and my / dear hap | to
tell.
[Exit]