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So smile the heavens upon this holy act
That after-hours with sorrow chide us not...

Here comes the lady. Oh,a footstep as light as hers will never endure the rocky road of life. Lovers are so light they can walk on a spiderweb floating on a summer breeze, and yet not fall. That’s how flimsy and unreal pleasure is.

Good even to my ghostly confessor.

Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.

Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath This neighbor air, and let rich music’s tongue
Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter.

As much to him, else is his thanks too much.

I can imagine more than I can say—I have more on my mind than words. Anyone who can count how much he has is poor. My true love has made me so rich that I can’t count even half of my wealth.

Come, come with me, and we will make short work.
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone
Till holy church incorporate two in one.

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So smile the heavens upon this holy act
That after-hours with sorrow chide us not...

Here comes the lady. Oh,a footstep as light as hers will never endure the rocky road of life. Lovers are so light they can walk on a spiderweb floating on a summer breeze, and yet not fall. That’s how flimsy and unreal pleasure is.

Good even to my ghostly confessor.

Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.

Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath This neighbor air, and let rich music’s tongue
Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter.

As much to him, else is his thanks too much.

I can imagine more than I can say—I have more on my mind than words. Anyone who can count how much he has is poor. My true love has made me so rich that I can’t count even half of my wealth.

Come, come with me, and we will make short work.
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone
Till holy church incorporate two in one.

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So smile the heavens upon this holy act
That after-hours with sorrow chide us not...

Here comes the lady. Oh,a footstep as light as hers will never endure the rocky road of life. Lovers are so light they can walk on a spiderweb floating on a summer breeze, and yet not fall. That’s how flimsy and unreal pleasure is.

Good even to my ghostly confessor.

Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.

Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath This neighbor air, and let rich music’s tongue
Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter.

As much to him, else is his thanks too much.

I can imagine more than I can say—I have more on my mind than words. Anyone who can count how much he has is poor. My true love has made me so rich that I can’t count even half of my wealth.

Come, come with me, and we will make short work.
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone
Till holy church incorporate two in one.

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So smile the heavens upon this holy act
That after-hours with sorrow chide us not...

Here comes the lady. Oh,a footstep as light as hers will never endure the rocky road of life. Lovers are so light they can walk on a spiderweb floating on a summer breeze, and yet not fall. That’s how flimsy and unreal pleasure is.

Good even to my ghostly confessor.

Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.

Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath This neighbor air, and let rich music’s tongue
Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter.

As much to him, else is his thanks too much.

I can imagine more than I can say—I have more on my mind than words. Anyone who can count how much he has is poor. My true love has made me so rich that I can’t count even half of my wealth.

Come, come with me, and we will make short work.
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone
Till holy church incorporate two in one.

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So smile the heavens upon this holy act
That after-hours with sorrow chide us not...

Here comes the lady. Oh,a footstep as light as hers will never endure the rocky road of life. Lovers are so light they can walk on a spiderweb floating on a summer breeze, and yet not fall. That’s how flimsy and unreal pleasure is.

Good even to my ghostly confessor.

Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.

Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath This neighbor air, and let rich music’s tongue
Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter.

As much to him, else is his thanks too much.

I can imagine more than I can say—I have more on my mind than words. Anyone who can count how much he has is poor. My true love has made me so rich that I can’t count even half of my wealth.

Come, come with me, and we will make short work.
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone
Till holy church incorporate two in one.

Create your own at Storyboard That



So smile the heavens upon this holy act
That after-hours with sorrow chide us not...

Here comes the lady. Oh,a footstep as light as hers will never endure the rocky road of life. Lovers are so light they can walk on a spiderweb floating on a summer breeze, and yet not fall. That’s how flimsy and unreal pleasure is.

Good even to my ghostly confessor.

Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.

Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath This neighbor air, and let rich music’s tongue
Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter.

As much to him, else is his thanks too much.

I can imagine more than I can say—I have more on my mind than words. Anyone who can count how much he has is poor. My true love has made me so rich that I can’t count even half of my wealth.

Come, come with me, and we will make short work.
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone
Till holy church incorporate two in one.

Create your own at Storyboard That



So smile the heavens upon this holy act
That after-hours with sorrow chide us not...

Here comes the lady. Oh,a footstep as light as hers will never endure the rocky road of life. Lovers are so light they can walk on a spiderweb floating on a summer breeze, and yet not fall. That’s how flimsy and unreal pleasure is.

Good even to my ghostly confessor.

Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.

Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath This neighbor air, and let rich music’s tongue
Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter.

As much to him, else is his thanks too much.

I can imagine more than I can say—I have more on my mind than words. Anyone who can count how much he has is poor. My true love has made me so rich that I can’t count even half of my wealth.

Come, come with me, and we will make short work.
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone
Till holy church incorporate two in one.

Create your own at Storyboard That



So smile the heavens upon this holy act
That after-hours with sorrow chide us not...

Here comes the lady. Oh,a footstep as light as hers will never endure the rocky road of life. Lovers are so light they can walk on a spiderweb floating on a summer breeze, and yet not fall. That’s how flimsy and unreal pleasure is.

Good even to my ghostly confessor.

Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.

Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath This neighbor air, and let rich music’s tongue
Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter.

As much to him, else is his thanks too much.

I can imagine more than I can say—I have more on my mind than words. Anyone who can count how much he has is poor. My true love has made me so rich that I can’t count even half of my wealth.

Come, come with me, and we will make short work.
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone
Till holy church incorporate two in one.

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  • So smile the heavens upon this holy actThat after-hours with sorrow chide us not...
  • Slide: 2
  • Here comes the lady. Oh,a footstep as light as hers will never endure the rocky road of life. Lovers are so light they can walk on a spiderweb floating on a summer breeze, and yet not fall. That’s how flimsy and unreal pleasure is.
  • Slide: 3
  • Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.
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  • Good even to my ghostly confessor.
  • Slide: 4
  • Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath This neighbor air, and let rich music’s tongueUnfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter.
  • As much to him, else is his thanks too much.
  • Slide: 5
  • I can imagine more than I can say—I have more on my mind than words. Anyone who can count how much he has is poor. My true love has made me so rich that I can’t count even half of my wealth.
  • Slide: 6
  • 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.
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