If thou tell me thou lovest me, then I shall no longer be Romeo.
If only my beloved Romeo was not a Montague! If he loves me, he should change his name and forget his family.
How has thou camest here? The orchard walls are high and difficult to climb! Surely my kinsmen will kill you considerinjg who thou art.
With love's light wings did I breach these walls, for stony limits can not hold our love!
O gentle Romeo, if thou do love me, say it faithfully, Or if thou thinkst I am too quickly won, I’ll frown and play hard to get so thou will woo me, otherwise I wouldn't act that way for the world.
What shall I swear by?
In truth, I am too fond of you fair Montague so you my think my behavior light, but I will prove myself more true than those who play hard to get. I should have acted more aloof I confess, but thou hast heard my true love's passion, therefore pardon me, and do not impute my feelings as light love.
If my heart’s dear love—
Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this oath of love tonight. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which do cease to be before 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. Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Do no swear at all , but if thou must, swear by thy gracious self, as thou art the god of my idolatry
Will thou leave me so unsatisfied?
What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?
he exchange of thy love’s faithful vow for mine.
Wouldst thou withdraw it? For what purpose, love?
I gave thee mine before thou didst request it; And yet I would it were to give again.
juliet!!
Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little, I will come again.
But to be frank and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have. My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite. I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu!
A thousand times the worse, to want thy light!Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books;But love from love, towards school with heavy looks.
Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed. If that thy bent of love be honorable, Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow, By one that I’ll procure to come to thee, Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite; And all my fortunes at thy foot I’ll lay And follow thee my lord throughout the world.
O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard,Being in night, all this is but a dream, Too flattering-sweet to be substantial.
So thrive my soul—
By-and-by I come.— To cease thy suit and leave me to my grief. Tomorrow will I send.
I come, anon.—But if thou meanst not well, I do beseech thee—
But love from love, towards school with heavy looks. Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books; A thousand times the worse, to want thy light!
A thousand times good night!
madam!
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