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Friar Lawrence's Apothecary
ACT 2 SCENE 3 Verona. Friar Lawrence Cell
The Earth that's nature's mother is her tomb. What is her burying grave, that is her womb; And from her womb children of divers kind. We sucking on her natural bosom find.
Good Morrow, Father
I have been feasting with mine enemy...then plainly know my heart's dear love is set On the fair daughter of rich Capulet...But this I pray, That thou consent to marry us today.
Be plain, good son, and homely in thy drift. Ridding confession finds but ridding shrift.
Holy Saint Francis, And art thou changed? Pronounce this sentence then: Women may fall when there's no strength in men.
Thou chidst me oft for loving Rosaline....And badest me bury love
I pray thee chide me not. Her I love now, Doth grace for grace and love for love allow
Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast
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