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- Turn back, dull earth, and find thy center out.Can I go forward when my heart is here?
- This cannot anger him. 'Twould anger himTo raise a spirit in his mistress' circle25Of some strange nature, letting it there standTill she had laid it and conjured it down.That were some spite. My invocationIs fair and honest. In his mistress' nameI conjure only but to raise up him.
- An if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him.
- If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark.Now will he sit under a medlar treeAnd wish his mistress were that kind of fruitAs maids call medlars when they laugh alone.—O Romeo, that she were! Oh, that she wereAn open arse, and thou a poperin pear.Romeo, good night. I’ll to my truckle bed.This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep.Come, shall we go?
- Come, he hath hid himself among these trees,To be consorted with the humorous night.Blind is his love and best befits the dark.
- Go, then, for ’tis in vainTo seek him here that means not to be found.
- Benvolio warns Mercutio to stop talking because he worries it will anger Romeo.
- What I’m saying can’t anger him. He would be angry if I summoned a strange spirit for her to have sex with—that’s what would make him angry. The things I’m saying are fair and honest. All I’m doing is saying the name of the woman he loves to lure him out of the darkness.
- If he hears you, you’ll make him angry.
- They mock Romeo for his new-found love.
- Come on. He’s hidden behind these trees to keep the night company. His love is blind, so it belongs in the dark.
- They decide to leave because Romeo want to be alone.
- Let’s go. There’s no point in looking for him if he doesn’t want to be found.To seek him here that means not to be found.
- Benvolio warns Mercutio to stop talking because he worries it will anger Romeo.
- They mock Romeo for his new-found love.
- If love is blind, it can’t hit the target. Now he’ll sit under a medlar tree and wish his mistress were one of those fruits that look like female genitalia. Oh Romeo, I wish she were an open-arse, and you a Popperin pear to “pop her in.” Good night, Romeo. I’ll go to my little trundle bed. This open field is too cold a place for me to sleep. Come on, should we go?
- They decide to leave because Romeo want to be alone.
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