Romeo and Juliet

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My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready standTo smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urgedGive me my sin again.
You kiss by the book.
Then have my lips the sin that they have took.
I take thee at thy word:Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;Henceforth I never will be Romeo.
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
By a nameI know not how to tell thee who I am:My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,Because it is an enemy to thee;Had I it written, I would tear the word.
What's in a name? that which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet;So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,Retain that dear perfection which he owesWithout that title. Romeo, doff thy name,And for that name which is no part of theeTake all myself.
But my true love is grown to such excessI cannot sum up sum of half my wealth.
Do thou but close our hands with holy words,Then love-devouring death do what he dare;It is enough I may but call her mine.
Come, come with me, and we will make short work;For, by your leaves, you shall not stay aloneTill holy church incorporate two in one.
Why, such is love's transgression.Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
By giving liberty unto thine eyes;Examine other beauties.
Be ruled by me, forget to think of her.

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