1392.11069Rom: Now Father Laurence, in thy holy grant

1392.21070Consists the good of me and Iuliet.

1392.31071Fr: Without more words I will doo all I may,

1392.41072To make you happie if in me it lye.

1392.51073Rom: This morning here she pointed we should meet,

1392.61074And consumate those neuer parting bands,

1392.71075Witnes of our harts loue by ioyning hands,

1392.81076And come she will.

1392.91077Fr: I gesse she will indeed,

1392.101078Youths loue is quicke, swifter than swiftest speed.

14091080See where she comes.

1409.11081So light of foote nere hurts the troden flower:

1409.21082Of loue and ioy, see see the soueraigne power.

1409.31083Iul: Romeo.

1409.41084Rom: My Iuliet welcome. As doo waking eyes

1409.51085(Cloasd in Nights mysts) attend the frolicke Day,

1409.61086So Romeo hath expected Iuliet,

1409.71087And thou art come.

1409.81088Iul: I am (if I be Day)

1409.91089Come to my Sunne: shine foorth, and make me faire.

1409.101090Rom: All beauteous fairnes dwelleth in thine eyes.

1409.111091Iul: Romeo from thine all brightnes doth arise.

1409.121092Fr: Come wantons, come, the stealing houres do passe

1409.131093Defer imbracements till some fitter time,

1409.141094Part for a while, you shall not be alone,

1409.151095Till holy Church haue ioynd ye both in one.

1409.161096Rom: Lead holy Father, all delay seemes long.

1409.171097Iul: Make hast, make hast, this lingring doth vs wrong.

1409.181098Fr: O, soft and faire makes sweetest worke they say.

1409.191099Hast is common hindrer in crosse way. Exeunt omnes.