Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 1, 1597)
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of Romeo and Iuliet.
¶Griefes of mine owne lie heauie at my hart,
¶Doth ad more griefe to too much of mine owne:
¶Being purgde, a fire sparkling in louers eyes:
¶Being vext, a sea raging with a louers teares.
¶Ben: Nay Ile goe along.
¶And if you hinder me you doo me wrong.
¶This is not Romeo, hee's some other where.
¶Ah word ill vrgde to one that is so ill.
¶With Cupids arrow, she hath Dianaes wit,
220Shee'le not abide the siedge of louing tearmes,
¶Nor ope her lap to Saint seducing gold,
¶Ah she is rich in beautie, only poore,
Exeu.
¶
Enter Countie Paris, old Capulet.
¶Of honorable reckoning are they both,
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