Oh, Romeo! *You are a lover: Borrow cupids wings, and soar with them above a common bound!*
Must I be here Mercutio? *you have dancing shoes with nimble soles: I have a soul of lead. So stakes me to the ground I cannot move!*
Welcome one and all! Cometh! Danceth the night hence! Only a daw wouldst passeth up the m'rry times of such a bash! *You are welcome, gentleman! Come, musicians, play!*
*Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!* The angels relish in her beauty for is the fairest Juliet? A raven-haired diamond in the night sky. That lady smileth only compares to the glistening travelling lamp and eyes to the silv'r moons. Oh, how I wish to beest hers!