of Romeo and Iuliet.
853647Had I it written I would teare the word.
854648Iul: My eares haue not yet drunk a hundred words
855649Of that tongues vtterance, yet I know the
sound:
856650Art thou not
Romeo and a
Mountague? 857651Ro: Neyther faire Saint, if eyther thee di
splea
se.
858652Iu: How cam
st thou hether, tell me and wherfore?
860653The Orchard walles are high and hard to clime,
861654And the place death con
sidering who thou art,
862655If any of my kin
smen
finde thee here.
863656Ro: By loues light winges did I oreperch the
se wals,
865657For
stonie limits cannot hold loue out,
866658And what loue can doo,that dares loue attempt,
867659Therefore thy kin
smen are no let to me.
868660Iul: If they doe
finde thee they will murder thee.
869661Ro: Alas there lies more perrill in thine eyes,
870662Then twentie of their
swords, looke thou but
sweete,
871663And I am proofe again
st their enmitie.
872664Iul: I would not for the world they
shuld
find thee
(here. 873665Ro: I haue nights cloak to hide thee from their
sight,
874666And but thou loue me let them
finde me here:
875667For life were better ended by their hate,
876668Than death proroged wanting of thy loue.
877669Iu: By who
se dire
ctions found
st thou out this place.
878670Ro: By loue, who
fir
st did prompt me to enquire,
879671I he gaue me coun
saile and I lent him eyes.
880672I am no Pilot: yet wert thou as farre
881673As that va
st shore, wa
sht with the furthe
st sea,
882674I would aduenture for
such Marchandi
se.
883675Iul: Thou know
st the ma
ske of night is on my face,
884676Els would a Maiden blu
sh bepaint my cheeks:
885677For that which thou ha
ste heard me
speake to night,
886678Faine would I dwell on forme, faine faine denie,
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