Romeo and Juliet
I know not, sir.
[To a servingman] What lady's that, which doth enrich the hand of yonder knight?
O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear-Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand And,touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.Did my heart love till now? Foreswear it, sight!For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
This, by his voice, should be a Montague.Fetch me my rapier, boy. What, dares the slave Come hither, covered with an antic face, To flee and scorn at our solemnity?Now, by the stock and honor of my kin,To strike him dead it not a sin.
Good pilgrim,you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotions shows in this; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers kiss.
Have not saints lips,and holy palmers too?
Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer
O, then dear saint, let lips do what hand do what hands do! They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
Then move not while my prayer's effect I take.Thus from my lips, by thine my sin is purged. [Kisses her]
Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.
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