Romeo and Juliet

O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art though Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name.
Or, if though wilt not, be but sworn my love. And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
'Tis my name that is my enemy. Though art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague?
It is nor hand, nor foot, not arm, nor face, nor and other part belonging to a man
From now on I will never be Romeo again.
I trust your words. Just call me your love, and I will take a new name.
By a name I know not how to tell thee who I am
Who are you? Why do you hide in the darkness and listen to my private thoughts?
Lady, I swear by the moon above, the moon that paints the top of the fruits with trees.
That monthly changes in her circle orb, Less that thy love prove likewise variable
O, swear not by the moon, th' inconstant moon.
I beg you to stop trying for me and leave me to my sadness. Tomorrow I'll send the messenger.
It is my soul that calls upon my name. How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, like softest music to.
Alright I'm Coming!