Oh Romeo,romeo where for art thou romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or if thou wilt not, be sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? .....
Act 2 Scene 3
Sweet,goodnight. This bud of love ,by summer's ripening breath,May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night,good night.As sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast.
(R); O wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? (J);What satisfaction canst thou have tonight? (R); Th'exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine. (J);Igave thee mine before thou didst request it;And yet I would it were to give again. (R)Wouldst thou withdraw it? For what purpose, love?
Sweet,so would I,Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing.Good night,good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow,That I shall say 'goodnight' till it be morrow.
Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast. Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest.Hence will i to my ghostly Friar's close cell, His help to crave and my dear hap to tell.
I have been feasting with mine enemy,Where on a sudden one hath wounded me That's by me wounded.Both our remedies within thy help and holy physic lies.
Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here! Is Rosaline ,whom thou didst love so dear, So soon forsaken?Young men's love then lies , not truly in their heart but in their eyes.
Without more words I will do all I may to make you happy, if in me it lie.
Now, Father Laurence, in thy holy grant Consists the good of me and Juliet
(R) Lead, holy Father, all delay seems long. (J) Make haste ,make haste this ling' ring doth us wrong.
... Come,wantons,come the stealing hours do pass. Defer embracements till some fitter time;Part for awhile,you shall not be alone Till holy church have joined ye both in one.