Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 2, 1599)
Peer Reviewed
The most lamentable Tragedie
170Ben. In loue.
¶Rom. Out.
¶Ben. Of loue.
¶Rom. Out of her fauour where I am in love.
175Should be so tirannous and rough in proofe.
¶Should without eyes, see pathwaies to his will:
¶Where shall we dine? ô me! what fray was here?
¶Yet tell me not, for I haue heard it all:
180Heres much to do with hate, but more with loue:
¶Why then ô brawling loue, ô louing hate,
¶O any thing of nothing first created:
¶Still waking sleepe that is not what it is.
¶This loue feele I, that feele no loue in this,
¶Doest thou not laugh?
¶Benu. No Coze, I rather weepe.
190Rom. Good hart at what?
¶Griefes of mine owne lie heauie in my breast,
¶Which thou wilt propogate to haue it preast,
¶Doth ad more griefe, too too much of mine owne.
¶Being purgd, a fire sparkling in louers eies,
¶Farewell my Coze.
¶Ben. Soft I will go along:
¶And if you leaue me so, you do me wrong.
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