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I know not how to tell thee who I am:
Jul. My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound; Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague ?
Rom. Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.
these walls ;
Jul. If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
Rom. Alack! there lies more peril in thine eye, Than twenty of their swords; look thou but sweet, And I am proof against their enmity.
Jul. I would not for the world, they saw thee here.
place? Rom. By love, who first did prompt me to inquire; He lent me counsel, and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far As that vast shore wash'd with the furthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise.
Jul. Thou know'st, the mask of night is on my Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek,
(1) Hindrance. (2) Unless thou love me.
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
Rom. 0, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied ?
for mine. Jul. I gave thee mine before thou didst request it: And yet I would it were to give again.
Rom. Would'st thou withdraw it? for what pur
Jul. But to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
[Nurse calls within. I hear some noise within ; Dear love, adieu ! Anon, good nurse Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little, I will come again.
. Řom. O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard, Being in night, all this is but a dream, Too flattering-sweet to be substantial.
Re-enter Juliet, above. Jul. Three words, dear Romeo, and good night,
Nurse. [Within.) Madam.
:-But if thou mean'st not well, I do beseech thee,
Nurse. (Within.] Madam.