The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars as daylight doth a lamp;her eyes a heaven.
O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn to my love, and I'll no longer a Capulet.
With love's light wings did I o'erperch these walls; For stony limits cannot hold love out and what love can do, that dares love attempt. Therefore
How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, and the place death, considering who thou art, If any kinsmen find thee here.
By love, that first did prompt me to inquire. He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far As that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, I should adventure for such merchandise.
By whose direction found'st thou out this place
Do not swear at all; Or if thou wilt swear by thy gracious self, which is god of my idolatry, and I'll believe thee.
What shall I swear by?
If my heart's dear love-
Well don't swear. Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract tonight. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;Too like lightning which doth cease to be, ere one can say it lightens, Sweet good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flow'r when next we meet
It is my silver soul that call upon my name. How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongue by night, like softest music to attending ears!
Hist! Romeo hist! O for a falc'ner's voice to lure this tassel gentle back again! Bondage is hoarse and may not speak aloud, else would I tear the cave where Echo lies and make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine with repitition of "My Romeo"