JULIET: The mask of night hides my face. Otherwise, you'd see me blush for the words you heard me speak tonight.
I would gladly maintain my modesty and deny what I have just spoken...but farewell good manners! Do you love me?
I know you'll say "yes" and I'll believe you. But even if you swear, you might still do me wrong. They say Jove* laughs when lovers lie to each other.
Oh Romeo, if you really love me, say it truly. Or, if you think I'm too quickly won, I'll frown and play coy so that you can woo me. But if not, I would not act that way for the world.
In truth, handsome Montague, I like you too much, so you may think my behavior loose.
I should've been more standoffish, I confess, but you've overheard me speaking my true love's passion.
So pardon me, and do not assume that because I yielded so quickly, my love is lightly given.
ROMEO: Lady, I swear by the sacred moon above, the moon that paints the tops of the treeswith silver—
*Jove=king of the gods