oh, romeo, romeo! why must you be Romeo? renounce your father and reject your name. Or, if you wont, just swear your love to me, and i'll no longer be a Capulet.
she speaks. oh, speak again, bright angel! being up above me, you enhance this night, like an angel seen by astonished mortals, who gaze aloft in wide-eyed amazement as he sits aside a slow moving cloud.
Holy Saint Francis! Now here's a change! Have you so soon forsaken Rosaline, whom you loved so dearly?
I've set my heart on rich Capulet's beautiful daughter. As i love her and she loves me.
not to his father's. i asked his servant. Tybalt, Capulet's nephew. has sent a letter to lord Montagues house, romeo will answer it, i mean, he'll take up the challenge: show he's not scared, having been dared.
where the devil can this Romeo be? didn't he come home last night? why, that pale-faced, hard-hearted wench, tat Rosaline, torments him to distraction. A challenge, ill be bound! anyone who can write can answer a letter