[Nurse calls within.] JULIET I hear some noise within; dear love, adieu! – Anon, good Nurse! – Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little, I will come again. ROMEO O blessèd, blessèd night! I am afeard, Being in night, all this is but a dream, Too flattering-sweet to […]
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Can’t get no…? (2.2.125-135)
ROMEO O wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? JULIET What satisfaction canst thou have tonight? ROMEO Th’exchange of thy love’s faithful vow for mine. JULIET I gave thee mine before thou didst request it; And yet I would it were to give again. ROMEO Wouldst thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love? JULIET But […]
Continue ReadingGood night! (not really) (2.2.115-124)
ROMEO If my heart’s dear love— 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 Ere one can say ‘It lightens’. Sweet, good night: […]
Continue ReadingSwearing / not swearing (2.2.107-115)
ROMEO Lady, by yonder blessèd moon I vow, That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops – JULIET O swear not by the moon, th’inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. ROMEO What shall I swear by? JULIET Do not swear at all; […]
Continue ReadingDark night, light love (2.2.93-106)
JULIET O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully; Or if thou think’st I am too quickly won, I’ll frown and be perverse, and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo, but else not for the world. In truth, […]
Continue ReadingNot blushing (2.2.85-93)
JULIET Thou knowest 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. Dost thou love me? I know […]
Continue ReadingAdventuring… (2.2.74-84)
JULIET I would not for the world they saw thee here. ROMEO I have night’s 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 proroguèd, wanting of thy love. JULIET By whose direction found’st […]
Continue ReadingNo wall is high enough… (2.2.62-73)
JULIET How cam’st thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here. ROMEO With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls, For stony limits cannot hold love out, […]
Continue ReadingRomeo / Not Romeo (2.2.49-61)
ROMEO I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I’ll be new baptised; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. JULIET What man art thou that thus bescreened in night So stumblest on my counsel? ROMEO By a name I know not how to tell thee who I am. […]
Continue ReadingNames, and parts, and the scent of a rose (2.2.38-49)
JULIET ’Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What’s Montague? It is nor hand nor foot, Nor arm nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O be some other name! […]
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