of Romeo and Iuliet.
20522014Tis but the pale re
flex of
Cinthias brow.
20532015Nor that is not the Larke who
se noates do beate
20542016The vaultie heauen
so high aboue our heads,
20552017I haue more care to
stay then will to go:
20562018Come death and welcome,
Iuliet wills it
so.
20572019How i
st my
soule? lets talke it is not day.
20582020Iu. It is, it is, hie hence be gone away:
20592021It is the Larke that
sings
so out of tune,
20602022Straining har
sh Di
scords, and vnplea
sing Sharpes.
20612023Some
say, the Larke makes
sweete Diui
sion:
20622024This doth not
so: for
she diuideth vs.
20632025Some
say the Larke and loathed Toad change eyes,
20642026O now I would they had changd voyces too:
20652027Since arme from arme that voyce doth vs a
ffray,
20662028Hunting thee hence, with Hunt
sup to the day.
20672029O now be gone, more light and light it growes.
20682030 Romeo. More light and light, more darke and darke our
20722035 Nur. Your Lady Mother is
cūming to your
chāber,
20732036The day is broke, be wary, looke about.
20742037Iuli. Then window let day in, and let life out.
20752038Ro. Farewell, farewell, one ki
sse and Ile de
scend.
20762039 Iu. Art thou gone
so loue, Lord, ay husband, friend,
20772040I mu
st heare from thee euery day in the houre,
20782041For in a minute there are many dayes,
20792042O by this count I
shall be much in yeares,
20832046That may conuey my greetings loue to thee.
20842047Iu. O think
st thou we
shall euer meete againe?
20852048Rom. I doubt it not, and allthe
se woes
shall
serue
20862049For
sweete di
scour
ses in our times to come.
H 3 Iu. O