R & J project part 2

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I have no joy of this contract tonight. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden.
O' wilt leave me so unsatisfied?
Th' exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.
What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?
Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow. By one that I'll procure to come to thee.
By the hour of nine.
What o'clock tomorrow, shall I send to thee?
Tis almost morning. I would have thee gone, And yet no farther than a wanton's bird.
Good night, good night. Parting such sweet sorrow. That I shall say "Good night" till it be morrow.
Hence will I to my ghostly friar's close cell. His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell.