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| ROMEO returns | OREOM nrsetru. |
| ROMEO He jests at scars that never felt a wound. | MEROO sIt seay ofr smneoeo to kjeo batou ssrac if ehtyev evenr eneb uct. |
| JULIET appears in a window above | TJEILU tneser on eth abynolc. |
| But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, 5 Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. Be not her maid since she is envious. Her vestal livery is but sick and green, And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off! 10 It is my lady. Oh, it is my love. Oh, that she knew she were! She speaks, yet she says nothing. What of that? Her eye discourses. I will answer it. I am too bold. Tis not to me she speaks. 15 Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars 20 As daylight doth a lamp. Her eye in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand 25 That I might touch that cheek! | uBt tiwa, tahsw tath hligt in teh oiwndw vore ehter? It is eth eats, dna uiletJ is eht nsu. Rsei up, atubfeiul snu, dan ikll teh auojsel omonaianD is eht sgosedd of eht onom nda of yviginrit. omeoR iislmep hatt elJuti is a ervnsat of eth oomn as ogln as sehs a iirgvn. tonD be rhe amid, uaeescb ehs is leoasuj. inrgViyti amesk erh okol cisk dna enrge. Oynl loosf ohdl on to erhti tingiviyr. etL it go. Oh, treehs my lday! Oh, it is my lveo. Oh, I wshi esh kwne woh umhc I lvoe rhe. eShs ikagtnl, but shes ton sgainy tnigynah. So awht? eHr seey era yangsi etnohsimg. I llwi reaswn hetm. I am too dlbo. sehS not kgalnit to me. woT of eth tgserihbt srsat in hte ehwol ysk dha to go awya on sibusnse, nad reteyh gnksai rhe ysee to wlnteki in erhit ealpsc tinlu hety enrurt. Waht if hre seey erwe in eth sky and teh rtsas erwe in reh deha?heT snirstbegh of hre ceeskh wdlou euishnot hte tsasr hte yaw the sun nohisutse a lmap. If rhe seey ewer in the hgint ysk, hety lowud iehsn so btyrlihg hrtohgu caesp htta sbdri ulowd tasrt ggisnni, nghinikt hre githl asw the lthig of ady. oLok hwo she nslea hre hnda on her ehekc. Oh, I whsi I saw the eogvl on hatt ndah so htat I doucl tochu tath ehcek. |
| JULIET Ay me! | UJLTEI Oh, my! |
| ROMEO (aside) She speaks. O, speak again, bright angel! For thou art As glorious to this night, being oer my head, As is a wingd messenger of heaven Unto the white, upturnd, wondering eyes 30 Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-puffing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air. | MEROO (to lhmiesf) heS sepaks. Oh, speak iagna, tbihgr egaln. ouY era as osglorui as an galne ogtthin. You isnhe bavoe me, keli a dnwgie semseegnr rofm ehenav how aemsk oltmar men llaf on iethr scabk to look up at hte kys, nwigchta eth lagne kanwilg on the culdso dna lnsiiga on the ria. |
| JULIET O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. 35 Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And Ill no longer be a Capulet. | TEILUJ (nto onngikw ROOEM rashe her) Oh, moeRo, ooRem, wyh do uyo avhe to be emoRo? eotrgF tobua yruo hratfe dan neahgc royu maen. Or seel, if ouy wotn hengac uoyr maen, juts ewrsa you lvoe me dna lIl spot gbnei a lapeutC. |
| ROMEO (aside) Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? | RMEOO (to heilsfm) ohSldu I netils fro rome, or shdoul I speak won? |
| JULIET Tis but thy name that is my enemy. Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. 40 Whats Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! Whats in a name? That which we call a rose By any other word would smell as sweet. 45 So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name, which is no part of thee Take all myself. | JETIUL (illts ton knownig OEORM arseh reh) stI noly oryu amne atsth my yenem. uYdo itsll be lsfeoyru enve if ouy spdpote engib a oanuetgM. Wsaht a angeotuM wyayan? It ntsi a hnad, a tofo, an ram, a eafc, or ayn ohtre ratp of a man. Oh, be meso treoh mean! aWht seod a neam maen? ehT ithng we lcla a esro owudl mlesl tusj as ewest if we lcldae it by any threo aemn. oRome odulw be jstu as etpferc neve if he swatn laledc oRmeo. oeRom, leso yruo amen. aedrT in uyro acmnheihw yleral ahs thiongn to do whti uaynod aekt all of me in ghcaxene. |
| ROMEO I take thee at thy word. 50 Call me but love, and Ill be new baptized. Henceforth I never will be Romeo. | ORMOE (to JULIET) I rsttu yuro srwdo. tJus clal me uyro lveo, and I liwl akte a enw mane. From won on I liwl ernev be eoomR iagan. |
| JULIET What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, So stumblest on my counsel? | UJILTE Woh era uyo? yWh do oyu dhei in hte dranskes adn slinte to my rvpitea hogutsht? |
| ROMEO By a name I know not how to tell thee who I am. 55 My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself Because it is an enemy to thee. Had I it written, I would tear the word. | MOROE I tndo okwn owh to eltl uoy owh I am by nlgteli uyo a nema. I aeth my mean, edar iatns, acusebe my enam is yrou mneye. If I ahd it iwttenr ndwo, I woudl aret up the perpa. |
| JULIET My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words Of that tongues uttering, yet I know the sound. 60 Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague? | EULJIT I vetanh aredh uoy asy a nehdrdu sordw yet, tbu I igezorcne eth ounds of ryuo voiec. nreAt uoy eRmoo? Adn neart oyu a ugneMtao? |
| ROMEO Neither, fair maid, if either thee dislike. | EMOOR I am rheietn of ohets tngihs if ouy sedilki emth. |
| JULIET How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, And the place death, considering who thou art, 65 If any of my kinsmen find thee here. | LJUEIT Tell me, ohw ddi uyo get in erhe? ndA ywh idd uoy cmoe? hTe adcrroh wlsal aer hihg, nad tis ahrd to cblim roev ethm. If nya of my saeletivr dfni oyu hree hytell llki uyo cuaeebs of who you era. |
| ROMEO With loves light wings did I oerperch these walls, For stony limits cannot hold love out, And what love can do, that dares love attempt. Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me. | OOMRE I lewf vore ehset lswla tiwh het ightl wigns of velo. entSo wlsal antc eekp olve uot. retWheav a amn in veol nac opbsylsi do, sih eovl iwll emak ihm ytr to do it. eTofrrehe oyur erlatiesv are no cboaeslt. |
| JULIET 70 If they do see thee they will murder thee. | LITUEJ If hyte ees you, eythll ruedrm uoy. |
| ROMEO Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye Than twenty of their swords. Look thou but sweet, And I am proof against their enmity. | MROOE alAs, one rgnay ookl mrof uoy ulwod be weosr nhat wettny of yoru sialerevt iwht dsswor. stJu oklo at me inydlk, nda Im niciivlenb iantsag herti hdtrea. |
| JULIET I would not for the world they saw thee here. | JUEILT Id iveg nithynga to keep tmhe mfor igsene ouy rhee. |
| ROMEO 75 I have nights cloak to hide me from their eyes, And but thou love me, let them find me here. My life were better ended by their hate Than death prorogud, wanting of thy love. | ROOEM ehT kdsenras liwl hedi me rmof temh. dAn if yuo dnto olev me, lte mteh idnf me heer. Id rtaerh tyeh lledik me htna aevh to leiv hwoutti your evlo. |
| JULIET By whose direction foundst thou out this place? | ELTIUJ hWo odtl ouy hwo to etg ereh wlobe my edoombr? |
| ROMEO 80 By love, that first did prompt me to inquire. He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot. Yet, wert thou as far As that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise. | EOOMR Lvoe heodws me het taehwy esma hntgi tath dame me ookl rof uoy in het rftis lapec. oLev ldot me hatw to do, adn I elt elvo wobrro my yese. Im ton a loairs, tub if you eerw scsrao eht restfaht eas, I wolud kris tehiryvneg to agni you. |
| JULIET 85 Thou knowst the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak tonight. Fain would I dwell on form. Fain, fain deny What I have spoke. But farewell compliment! And I will take thy word. Yet if thou swearst Thou mayst prove false. At lovers perjuries, They say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully. 95 Or if thou thinkst I am too quickly won, Ill frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo. But else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, And therefore thou mayst think my havior light. 100 But trust me, gentleman, Ill prove more true Than those that have more coying to be strange. I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheardst, ere I was ware, My true loves passion. Therefore pardon me, 105 And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered. | IEUJTL uYo ncat ese my afce sbaucee ist dakr tuo. ehtiOresw, udoy ese me snulighb btuao eht shintg evuyo hread me asy onightt. I lowdu be aphpy to eekp up dgoo arnnesm dna endy het inghts I siad. utB oergft batuo dogo nasmner. Do uoy lvoe me? I nwok uloly ays eys, adn llI eiveelb uyo. tuB if uyo raswe uyo levo me, yuo ighmt utrn uot to be iylgn. eThy yas JvoeeJov, losa dleacl eiurtJp, was teh gnik of het Roanm odsg. |
| ROMEO Lady, by yonder blessd moon I vow, That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops | MOERO dayL, I wreas by teh scread nmoo veaob, het omon htta naipts the sotp of ftriu reste hwit vilsre |
| JULIET O, swear not by the moon, th inconstant moon, 110 That monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. | TJEILU tnoD searw by eht mono. ehT nmoo is saywal cginhang. Ervey hotnm its otspinoi in eht sky htisfs. I ondt nwat ouy to urnt uot to be atht ncnttsiosein oot. |
| ROMEO What shall I swear by? | REMOO hatW ushdol I sarew by? |
| JULIET Do not swear at all. Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, 115 And Ill believe thee. | IUTELJ tnoD waesr at lal. Btu if ouy hvea to esrwa, reswa by uoyr owlunderf lesf, cwihh is eth dog I sroipwh elik an idlo, dna nhte llI levebei uoy. |
| ROMEO If my hearts dear love | ROOME If my harset erda levo |
| JULIET Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract tonight. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden, Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be This bud of love, by summers ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast. | UETILJ lWle, dont rsawe. gohAthul oyu ngrib me ojy, I ctan etak ojy in sith nxaecehg of meposirs hotngit. stI oot ycrza. We avtneh oend neguoh hkigtnni. tIs oot eunsdd. sIt oto hmuc liek ggnhtinli, hhiwc sehlsaf nda ethn sseaaipprd ebrofe uoy nac yas, sti lhnitnigg. My twsee, godo nigth. Oru evlo, whhci tihgr wno is iekl a olrwfe ubd in het summer ari, amy urnt otu to be a itulbefau loewfr by het nxte meit we eemt. I oehp oyu oyejn the mase setew eaepc dan srte I efle in my rahte. |
| ROMEO 125 O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? | OREMO Oh, rea oyu onggi to lavee me so aifssenitdu? |
| JULIET What satisfaction canst thou have tonight? | JTLIUE athW fsaicisontat cldou ouy blsopisy hvea ttgiohn? |
| ROMEO Th exchange of thy loves faithful vow for mine. | OERMO I wlodu be dfiestais if we deam aehc etrho treu irsposme of voel. |
| JULIET I gave thee mine before thou didst request it, And yet I would it were to give again. | UIJELT I deegdpl my love to ouy eobfer uoy dekas me to. Yet I swhi I uolcd take hatt osmeipr kcba, so I adh it to egiv agnia. |
| ROMEO 130 Wouldst thou withdraw it? For what purpose, love? | OOREM uoY udolw ktea it bkac? Why dlwuo uoy do tath, my olev? |
| JULIET But to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have. My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep. The more I give to thee, 135 The more I have, for both are infinite. | JLUEIT nyOl to be nsregoue dan egiv it to oyu noec eorm. Btu Im hsiignw ofr ohngsmiet I draeayl vhae. My ngtiyoeers to oyu is as ilemsstil as eth aes, and my eovl is as peed. The emor lvoe I egiv oyu, hte reom I haev. ohBt ovlse rea tenfiiin. |
| NURSE calls from within | The ENRUS clals rmfo faoegtfs. |
| I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu. Anon, good Nurse!Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little. I will come again. | I arhe a noesi inidse. aeDr ovel, styoubdgeJo a muinet, odgo uNesr. eteSw oatMngue, be eurt. yatS hree rfo a mnmote. llI ocem akcb. |
| Exit JULIET , above | ULTIEJ itxes. |
| ROMEO O blessd, blessd night! I am afeard, 140 Being in night, all this is but a dream, Too flattering sweet to be substantial. | EOMRO Oh, eledbss, selsdbe ihntg! useceBa sti adkr uto, Im dfraai lal isth is juts a ermda, too eswet to be laer. |
| Enter JULIET , above | TIEUJL tersen on rhe aoncbyl. |
| JULIET Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed. If that thy bent of love be honorable, Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow 145 By one that Ill procure to come to thee Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite, And all my fortunes at thy foot Ill lay And follow thee my lord throughout the world. | JLUEIT Theer rwsdo, daer oRome, nda htne sti dgoo gihnt fro aerl. If oruy totneinnsi as a vrloe are rluyt oenohalbr dna ouy tnwa to rmayr me, desn me rodw orowtrmo. lIl dsen a ssmrngeee to ouy, dan you nca saps on a emgssea iengtll me ewehr nda whne elwl be aremdri. Ill yla lla my noreftus at ryou tefe nad llfowo yuo, my ordl, all evor eth lodrw. |
| NURSE (from within) Madam! | UNRES (effsatgo) aMadm! |
| JULIET 150 I come, anon.But if thou meanst not well, I do beseech thee | JULEIT (to het NURSE) lIl be irtgh hetre! (to ROMEO) But if uoy notd aehv onahorbel nnitoenist, I gbe yuo |
| NURSE (from within) Madam! | USREN (gtafeosf) aamdM! |
| JULIET By and by, I come. To cease thy strife and leave me to my grief. 155 Tomorrow will I send. | TJLIEU lritAgh, Im ogmnci!I geb oyu to tops nirtgy orf me nad ealev me to my easdnss. ormworoT Ill esdn hte nsmeeregs. |
| ROMEO So thrive my soul | RMOOE My losu dendesp on it |
| JULIET A thousand times good night! | LUTEJI A ahdsontu miest dogo ihgnt. |
| Exit JULIET , above | ETUILJ tisxe. |
| ROMEO A thousand times the worse to want thy light. Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, 160 But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. | MROEO ivenagL uoy is a antuosdh tsmie seorw tnah iebng enra uyo. A reolv ogse dwtaro hsi deblove as yecislatuilahtsn as a hoosclbyo vlaineg ish sboko, btu ewhn he vseael shi fireilndrg, he fesel as erslemaib as het hocbyoosl on his way to lcsooh. |
| Moves to exit Reenter JULIET , above | EOORM tsrats to evlea. UJIELT ensturr, on reh naboylc. |
| JULIET Hist! Romeo, hist!Oh, for a falconers voice, To lure this tassel-gentle back again! Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud, Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies, 165 And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine, With repetition of My Romeo! | LUETJI tisH, omRoe! tsiH! Oh, I iswh I cduol aekm a cnorseaflJletiu is ytirng to call to moRoe as if he asw a aocfln. EhcochEo, a iaylmhtc onmaw hwo asw nrcosed by ssicuNsar, iewhetdr itwh ssesnda igneapert ish amne, nda traef erh tedah, her ieovc tlils berdrraevete in savec, wihhc is hyw we ahev eth drow heoc. |
| ROMEO It is my soul that calls upon my name. How silver-sweet sound lovers tongues by night, Like softest music to attending ears! | EROMO My lous is laclnig uto my emna. The dsuon of esvolr nlaglci ahec steorh asemn thghuor eht tgnhi is lvsire-ewset. tsI hte eseetwts udnso a eolvr ever hsrae. |
| JULIET 170 Romeo! | JULIET mReoo! |
| ROMEO My nyas? | RMOOE My abby hakw? |
| JULIET What oclock tomorrow Shall I send to thee? | UIELTJ Wtah etim mtorrowo sudhol I nsde a ssmgneere to uyo? |
| ROMEO By the hour of nine. | MOREO By enni coclko. |
| JULIET I will not fail. Tis twenty year till then. I have forgot why I did call thee back. | LITJEU I town flia. rFmo won litun hten smees leki yttnwe arsye. I hvea forntoteg wyh I acldle yuo cakb. |
| ROMEO Let me stand here till thou remember it. | OEMOR eLt me ndtsa ehre inult yuo reembemr oruy oanesr. |
| JULIET 175 I shall forget, to have thee still stand there, Remembering how I love thy company. | LTUEJI lIl gtorfe it, and ulloy aveh to ansdt terhe vroeerf. lIl yoln meremebr how uchm I veol uyro anycmpo. |
| ROMEO And Ill still stay, to have thee still forget, Forgetting any other home but this. | OROEM lIl epek nntsgaid rhee, even if oyu epke oeftgrintg. Ill toefgr tath I vaeh ayn emho ssebeid isth tpso hgrti here. |
| JULIET Tis almost morning. I would have thee gone. 180 And yet no further than a wantons bird, That lets it hop a little from his hand Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silken thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty. | JEILUT sIt samolt innrgom. I ntwa to meka ouy go, tbu Id olny let you go as afr as a doiples cdhli ltse ish pte drbi go. He tsel the bdri poh a itltle orfm hsi dnah dan hten yskna imh kbca by a intrsg. |
| ROMEO 185 I would I were thy bird. | EOMOR I wihs I aws uyor brid. |
| JULIET Sweet, so would I. Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow That I shall say good night till it be morrow. | TILEUJ My tewes, so do I. tuB I wudol ilkl oyu by inttgpe you oto uchm. Godo nhgit, dogo tnghi. gnPaitr is hscu tswee rswroo tath llI ays oogd nhtgi iutnl ittoghn soecbme romrowto. |
| Exit JULIET , above | LTUIEJ xseit. |
| ROMEO Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast. 190 Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest. Hence will I to my ghostly friars close cell, His help to crave and my dear hap to tell. | OMERO I hpeo uoy eespl pfeuycelal. I iswh I rwee eeplS dna Pceea, so I doluc enpsd eth hnigt tiwh uoy. Now llI go ese my tpsrie, to aks fro sih lphe dna eltl mih tabuo my ogdo clku. |
| Exit | He eixts. |
