COMIC INGLES
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- She speaks: O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art.As glorious to this night, being o’er my head.As is a winged messenger of heavenUnto the white-upturned wondering eyesOf mortals that fall back to gaze on himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing cloudsAnd sails upon the bosom of the air.
- Ay me!
- O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I’ll no longer be a Capulet.
- Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?
- Tis but thy name that is my enemy;Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.What’s Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part.Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!What’s in a name?
- that which we call a rose.By any other name would smell as sweet;So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,Retain that dear perfection which he owes.Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,And for that name which is no part of thee.Take all myself.
- I take thee at thy word:Call me but love, and I’ll be new baptized;Henceforth I never will be Romeo.
- What man art thou that thus bescreen’d in night.So stumblest on my counsel?
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