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  • Title: Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 2, 1599)
  • Editor: Roger Apfelbaum
  • ISBN: 1-55058-299-2

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Roger Apfelbaum
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    Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 2, 1599)

    of Romeo and Iuliet.
    By one that ile procure to come to thee,
    Where and what time thou wilt performe the right,
    950And all my fortunes at thy foote ile lay,
    And follow thee my L. throughout the world. Madam.
    I come, anon: but if thou meanest not well,
    I do beseech thee (by and by I come) Madam.
    To cease thy strife, and leaue me to my griefe,
    To morrow will I send.
    Ro. So thriue my soule.
    Iu. A thousand times goodnight.
    960Ro. A thousand times the worse to want thy light,
    Loue goes toward loue as schooleboyes from their bookes,
    But loue from loue, toward schoole with heauie lookes.
    Enter Iuliet againe.
    Iuli. Hist Romeo hist, ô for a falkners voyce,
    965To lure this Tassel gentle back againe,
    Bondage is hoarse, and may not speake aloude,
    Else would I teare the Caue where Eccho lies,
    And make her ayrie tongue more hoarse, then
    With repetition of my Romeo.
    970Ro. It is my soule that calls vpon my name.
    How siluer sweete, sound louers tongues by night,
    Like softest musicke to attending eares.
    Iu. Romeo.
    Ro. My Neece.
    975Iu. What a clocke to morrow
    Shall I send to thee?
    Ro. By the houre of nine.
    Iu. I will not faile, tis twentie yeare till then,
    I haue forgot why I did call thee backe.
    980Ro. Let me stand here till thou remember it.
    Iu. I shall forget to haue thee still stand there,
    Remembring how I loue thy companie.
    Ro. And Ile still stay, to haue thee still forget,
    Forgetting any other home but this.
    985Iu. Tis almost morning, I would haue thee gone,
    And yet no farther then a wantons bird,