Balcony scene
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- But soft! What light is that through the window? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon who is already sick and pale with grief that is not more beautiful than you. It is my lady, it is my love, if only she knew she was my love.
- Ay, me...
- The brightness of her cheek would shame the stars as daylight shames a lamp; she is so bright the world thinks it’s daylight and the birds begin to sing.See how she leans her cheek upon her hand!Oh I wish I were a glove upon her hand,So I would touch that cheek!
- She speaks! Oh speak again bright angel.
- Shall I listen more or shall I speak to her?
- Oh Romeo, Romeo. Why must you be Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or swear your love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet!
- Only your name is my enemy. What even is a name? If we called a rose any other name, It would still smell as sweet. So Romeo would, even if his name was not Romeo. Romeo, shed your name and become mine.
- My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself, because it is an enemy to thee.
- Call me your love and I'll be new baptized! I will never be Romeo!
- Who's there??
- Shall I listen more or shall I speak to her?
- My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words yet I know the sound. Are you Romeo and a Montague?
- Neither, fair saint, If you don't like either.
- It would be worth it to see you.
- With love's light wings did I climb these walls, for stony limits cannnot hold love out.
- If they do see you here they will murder thee.
- How did you get in here? the orchard walls are high and hard to climb and you'll be put to death if you're found here!
- My lady, I swear by the moon.
- Will you not give the exchange of your love's faithful vow for mine?
- If my heart-
- Well do not swear at all. Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract tonight. It is too rash, too sudden; too like the lightning which doth cease to be ere on can say "it lightens." Sweet, good night!
- Oh Romeo, If you really love me, say it truthfully.
- O swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes and looks different, In case your love proves also to be inconstant.
- I love hearing you say"Romeo."
- By the Hour of nine!
- What o'clock tomorrow shall I send to thee?
- 'Tis twenty years til then. Parting is such a sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night until tomorrow.
- My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep; the more I give to thee more I have for both are infinite. If your intentions are true, if you want to marry me, send word to me tomorrow. A thousand times good night..... Hist, Romeo!
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