RomeoO sweet Juliet, Thy beauty hath made me effeminate And in my temper softened valor's steel!
Prince EscalusLet Romeo hence in haste, Else, when he's found, that hour is last. Bear hence this body and attend our will.
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JulietMadam, in happy time. What day that? Now, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too. He shall not make me there a joyful bride. I wonder at this haste, that I must wed Ere he that should be husband comes to woo, I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam. I will not marry yet; and, when I do, I swear It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate,
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JulietWilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, Yon light is not daylight, I know it, I. It is some meteor that the sun exhales To be to thee this night a torchbearer, And light thee on the way to Mantua.
RomeoI must be gone and live, or stay and die, Let me be ta'en. Let me be put to death. I am content, so thou wilt have it so.
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Lady CapuletMarry, my child, early next Thursday morn The gallant, young, and noble gentleman, The country Paris, at Saint Peter's Church, Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride.