Friar Lawrence's cell. Enter Friar Lawrence and Romeo
May heaven smile upon this holy ceremony, and may sorrow never punish us for it in days to come.
(Friar Lawrence)
Amen, Amen. But whatever sorrow may come, it can never outweigh the joy from one short minute of seeing her. Just join our hands in holy matrimony, then love-consuming death can do whatever it dares. It's enough that I can call her mine.
(Romeo)
These violent passions Have violent ends and die at their peak - like fire and gunpowder, which, meeting, destroy themselves. The sweetest honey is so delicious that it cloys the appetite. Therefore, love in moderation if you want it to endure. In the long run, the hasty arrive no sooner than the slow.
(Friar Lawrence)
(Romeo)
(Friar Lawrence)
[Juliet Enters]
Here comes the lady. Her feet will never wear out life's hard road! A lover can walk across the gossamer strands of spiders' webs as they drift in the playful summer air, and still not fail: so insubstantial are the pleasures of this world.