Romeo and juliet

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That I might touch that cheek!Oh, that I were a glove upon that handSee how she leans her cheek upon her hand.
And I’ll no longer be a Capulet.Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,Deny thy father and refuse thy name.O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.Call me but love, and I’ll be new baptized.I take thee at thy word.
What’s Montague?Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.Tis but thy name that is my enemy.
Had I it written, I would tear the word
And the place death,The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?
That tips with silver all these fruit-tree topsLady, by yonder blessèd moon I vow,
I should have been more strange, I must confess,Than those that have more copying to be strange.But trust me, gentleman, I’ll prove more true
O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?
Too like the lightning, which doth cease to beIt is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden,I have no joy of this contract tonight.Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee,
But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books,A thousand times the worse to want thy light.
Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite,By one that I’ll procure to come to theeThy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrowIf that thy bent of love be honorable,Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.

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