Romeo and Juliet

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 1 Scene 1

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BENVOLIO

150Good morrow, cousin.

BENVOLIO

Good morning, cousin.

ROMEO

   Is the day so young?

ROMEO

Is it that early in the day?

BENVOLIO

But new struck nine.

BENVOLIO

It’s only just now nine o'clock.

ROMEO

   Ay me! Sad hours seem long.
Was that my father that went hence so fast?

ROMEO

Oh my, time goes by slowly when you’re sad. Was that my father who left here in such a hurry?

BENVOLIO

It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo’s hours?

BENVOLIO

It was. What’s making you so sad and your hours so long?

ROMEO

Not having that which, having, makes them short.

ROMEO

I don’t have the thing that makes time fly.

BENVOLIO

155In love?

BENVOLIO

You’re in love?

ROMEO

Out.

ROMEO

Out.

BENVOLIO

Of love?

BENVOLIO

Out of love?

ROMEO

Out of her favor, where I am in love.

ROMEO

I love someone. She doesn’t love me.

BENVOLIO

Alas, that love, so gentle in his view,
160Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!

BENVOLIO

It’s sad. Love looks like a nice thing, but it’s actually very rough when you experience it.

ROMEO

Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still,
Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!
Where shall we dine?—O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
165Here’s much to do with hate but more with love.
Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate,
O anything of nothing first created!
O heavy lightness, serious vanity,
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
170Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,
Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?

ROMEO

What’s sad is that love is supposed to be blind, but it can still make you do whatever it wants. So, where should we eat? (seeing blood) Oh my! What fight happened here? No, don’t tell me—I know all about it. This fight has a lot to do with hatred, but it has more to do with love. O brawling love! O loving hate! Love that comes from nothing! Sad happiness! Serious foolishness! Beautiful things muddled together into an ugly mess! Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake—it’s everything except what it is! This is the love I feel, though no one loves me back. Are you laughing?